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Chapter 10

12days ago Incestuous Novels 4
No matter how annoyed you are, even if you are afraid

But my mother's explanation of English learning should not be forgotten

Now, it's the weekend again

After practicing fighting, I took a shower. After eating breakfast, I said goodbye to the other three in the dormitory and set off to the northeast of the city.

I don’t know what my mother thought, but the place where I learned English was arranged by her in the villa where she and Lu Guoqiang lived.

And Richard had no objection to this and accepted it happily

This lecture is rigorous and serious, British men have no match for women when dealing with them.

Every time he comes over, he will bring some handicrafts with exquisite appearance and unique appearance; or objects with high practical value.

Such as cloisonne, bronze mirror, needle and thread bag, folding fan, etc.

My mother was so friendly and polite to him, and she gradually got used to it. Every noon, after cooking a table of delicious food, she would go upstairs to ask me and Richard to go down to have a meal in the room.

As for Lu Guoqiang, he sometimes stays and sometimes goes out on weekends.

Even in this, he would not obviously flatter Richard during meals, and he would praise my mother's cooking skills and beauty without any hesitation and be petty.

Every time I listen with a smile on my face, and occasionally even echo a few words of Richard's praise

When this comes, my mother, who is praised for her blushing, will have her eyes and smile like a flower.

The thousands of melodies and all kinds of charm that were revealed inadvertently made people dizzy and confused, and their hearts were shaken and their spirits were swaying.

This scene happened again in front of me today, and it became even more serious

Because Lu Guoqiang is not here

After lunch, when my mom is about to pack up the dishes

Richard, sitting in the chair, stopped her behavior, reached out to take out two well-printed notes from her pocket and placed them on the table

Then he slowly said to us mother and son: Madam, can He Jun invite you to enjoy the glory tonight and go to the performance with me?

Before my mother could make any statement, I took the lead and picked up the bills on the table and looked carefully before I realized that this was the ticket to the American Belmont Choir concert performed at the Dongzhou Municipal Grand Theater tonight.

I pinched the bill with it, but did not answer, but looked at my mother

Mr. Richard

Seeing me looking at her, my mother, with her hair hanging down and her face wearing light face, lowered her head slightly, and her expression was a little embarrassed. Guoqiang didn't know when he would come back. If there was no one at home, he would be worried. Or, well, let Xiaojun go with you! I'll forget it.

Teacher, I'm really embarrassed that I'll have a date tonight. When my mother finished speaking, I quickly lied and refused.

Oh, is that? That's a shame

A wave of disappointment flashed through Richard's eyes, and then he shrugged his shoulders as if he was free and easy. Today will be an extremely dark day in my life. A beautiful, elegant, implicit and noble lady and her son rejected the invitation of a gentleman.

I turned around and didn't see him pretending to be so hypocritical

But my mother was amused to cover her mouth and chuckled, and her soft laughter was as pleasant as she was passing by her ears, which made me feel unpredictable ripples in my heart.

I'm like this, Richard is not a god

Passionate and full of compliments and pleasing words came out: Madam, your laughter is so beautiful! It is like the lark who stood on the treetops in the early morning and sang! Oh! Thank God! It allows me to meet such a mature and oriental woman in China

OK OK Mr. Richard

My mother, who was embarrassed by this praise again, opened her plump red lips and said with a smile: Don’t praise me anymore. Every time I am praised by you, I feel ashamed of myself in our country. There are many women who are more beautiful than me. I really can’t deserve your praise.

No, you were wrong

He waved his hand while sitting upright, and then said seriously: You orientals are not good. You should know that in our Europe, praise others is very common, and beautiful people and things should be praised, which should not be stopped. In your east, according to what I know, what is important to "the wood is in the forest, and the wind will destroy it." So each of you orientals hopes that you will be low-key, restrained, and humble for a long time. Your personal thoughts and free will are inevitably restricted, and the most beautiful thing in human nature has been erased.

I have different opinions on this, teacher

Somehow, I finally couldn't stand his chattering anymore

After he let out a sigh, he said: We Orientals emphasize the nature and comprehensiveness, which has been recognized in the history of our East for thousands of years, but in your West, we attach importance to individuality. This is created by your unique historical process in the West. If I don’t explain in detail, you understand that in addition, the Orientals often have intentional understanding in their way of thinking; while you are intuitive

Speaking of this, I paused, thought for a while and continued: For example, we Eastern people like to use hints in some articles or in our lives, or to describe the implicitness of ancient and modern times, which requires you to understand. As the saying goes, silence is better than sound at this time, which is different from the intuitiveness of you Westerners. I think that one place is water and soil to nurture the other place. The difference between the two cultures cannot be distinguished from which one is better or worse. This is just the different manifestations of the educational atmosphere and social system influenced by the two cultures. Each has its own good or bad, and it does not explain any fundamental problem.

Smack Richard intersected his hands and took a few shots

In the deep concave eyes, the blue eyes were shining with cunning light. It was really good to say He Jun. I didn't expect that you had already gained your own insights on the differences between Eastern and Western cultures. Although this is not the first time I have heard of this opinion, it is really the first time I have said it from a young Chinese like you.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head again and said to my mother with an extremely gentle expression: I think you are very happy. Every mother should feel happy with such a wise and excellent child. What do you think?

Wisdom? Excellent? Is this about me?

Hearing this, I couldn't help but grin and smiled bitterly

At the same time, my mother's extremely beautiful and humorous voice sounded in my ears: Thank you for praising my son like this! You said it well. I am not only happy, but also proud and proud of him!

The bitterness in my mouth became even stronger. I forced myself to smile and thought to myself: Come on, mom, the reason why you really feel happy is that you have both a husband and a lover; now you are admired by a foreigner, I can't really afford it as the source of your happiness.

More than ten minutes later, Richard and I returned to the room upstairs to continue our class

He taught very seriously, but I seemed a little absent-minded

Soon, he discovered this

So I asked me: What, is there anything wrong?

Oh, it may be a little tired and unable to concentrate

I patted my dizzy head and replied

Recently, I don’t know if it’s because I practiced too hard in fighting, or for some other reason.

I often feel this kind of burnout

Richard laughed after hearing the reply

The laughter was very light, as if it was coming out from the depths of my throat, and my blue pupils stared at me even more. Come on, go and lie on the bed, you are tired, child, what you need now is rest

With a magnetic voice coming into my ears, as if full of magic, I got up from the chair, slowly came to the bedside, lay down, and closed my eyes

Go to bed, go to bed, wake up, you will be a lively and lively young man. The moment I gradually fell asleep, his murmurs were still rippling in my ears

But the corners of my mouth are still slightly raised

Dream? Come to the dream again?

I felt relaxed all over, like a ball of cotton wool, and I looked at the scene in front of me.

Strangely, I was obviously asleep, but now I stood on the corner of the ladder connecting the upper and lower floors.

And the scene that happened in the living room downstairs made me want to shout loudly again

But it's just so weird. No matter how wide I open my mouth, my voice can't break through the air flowing around in the air

As for the scene downstairs, to me, it is both familiar and unfamiliar

On a large sofa with soft leather and elegant tones

My mother, wearing a light blue round-necked gown and gray home cotton pants, was surrounded by the British man with her legs crossed and her expression was comfortable!

My mother, who looks very nervous about her situation at this time

Richard's thighs were already leaning against her pair of cotton pants, slender and plump, fragrant and white legs.

A big hand that can easily hold the basketball is catching her jade hand

My mother wanted to break free, but she was held tighter

The other big hand leaned down, playing gently on the thigh through the cotton pants

Beautiful and noble lady, do you believe what I told you just now?

After a while, Richard, who was talking, moved away the hand that was playing with my mother's thigh.

But it did not take it back, but wrapped around her waist, slowly lifted it up from her armpits, invading her chest

In an instant, I rubbed most of her breasts

My mother dodged in a panic manner

But inadvertently, he surrounded his body more closely

In desperation, she had to hurriedly clamp Richard's big hand with her arms and body.

The corners of his eyes were shy and whispered: Mr. Richard

Call me Carl! Richard suddenly spoke, correcting my mother's hand to call him with a smile but not let go

Ka, Mr. Carl

My mother turned her head aside, and the blush on her face was not diminished at all, and she even had some fear. I, I don’t know what you just said, he is really that kind of person?

Yes, my wife His answer was very simple. At the same time, the big hand that rubbed my mother's breasts simply stretched out from the collar and started to stir up trouble.

Oh! Under the slanderous play of the wolf's hand, my mother, who could not get rid of it, murmured, and the redness on her face became even more flooded. Even her smooth forehead could see a layer of fine and crystal fragrant sweat.

You know now

After a minute or two, Richard continued to play with his lips, his moderately sized lips also leaned against my mother's neck. If you don't believe it, you can recall whether he has any unusual things that puzzle you. For example, is there something in this villa that he doesn't let you contact? And why does he always go to other places to participate in academic exchanges between universities, and he always brings Guan Li with him every time?

When my mother heard this, her face began to look confused.

It seemed like he was thinking, and even the slightest resistance to Richard's erratic move gradually stopped

Soon, she lowered her head and covered her beautiful face with her jade hands.

The tone revealed an indescribable decadence. Why, why is this happening? I, am I wrong again?

Seeing her expression, Richard seemed to have expected it

The big hand, who was constantly doing evil, was not content with the status quo, but chose to continue to lean down, and pointed his five fingers, pulled down my mother's pants inch by inch, and then continued to move forward, finally entering the inner side of her tightly closed thighs.

You should believe it now!

Richard's words are floating in the name of God. I swear in the name of God. I did not deliberately slander the relationship between you and your wife. But at the same time, every word I just said is true.

Then, what should I do?

At this moment, my mother put down her hand covering her mouth

She was being violated and lost her sense of resistance, her eyes were unconscious, her face was lost, and even her head was accidentally pressed against Richard's shoulder.

The anxiety and confusion reflected in the words are obviously extremely

Please don't worry, madam, just do what I said, you and your children will not be in any danger.

Maybe it was caused by my mother's expression of weakness and sadness.

Richard's reply was very straightforward, but at the same time, there was a hint of heart-wrenching feeling when he stared at my mother.

After saying that, the British man stretched out his big hand that was doing something bad under my mother

He leaned his upper body to the side, then hooked my mother's jaw with his other hand, gently lifted it up, and fucked his magnetic voice again, leisurely: Madam, please feel free to be assured that you are like this, how can you cooperate with me?

Next, his mouth slowly approached my mother's red lips.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them touched each other's lips.

At the same time, those big hands also climbed up, wrapped around my mother's back, and gently caressed her

As soon as I came into contact, my mother struggled as if she had regained consciousness.

But how can a woman with a weak body get rid of this strong man with a size of nearly 1.9 meters?

So, with her eyes closed, she gradually became excited by the skillful kissing skills of this British man.

The moment the lips and teeth were loosened, he gasped in his ears, and his whole body was soft.

The graceful and plump body was slightly shiny in his arms

My Oriental Venus let us start our first collaboration here. Is it OK to cooperate physically? Richard looked at my mother's performance and his face was full of smiles.

My mother lowered her head shyly, not daring to face him

But his body was quietly lying between his chest

Seeing this, Richard's big hand touched the round and plump buttocks

Rubbing and rubbing there

After a moment, he reached up and slid into her clothes, feeling the two ripe sweet papayas hanging high on her chest.

Experienced flirting methods, superb warm-up techniques

After only a while, Richard made my mother, who had been through it, unable to bear it.

He completely gave up the only remaining idea of ​​resistance, and his light blue round-necked gown and gray home cotton pants fell on the marble-paved ground under the movement of his big hand.

With Richard's pull, my mom lay on the sofa

He stood up, took off his coat and close-fitting sweatshirt, slowly unbuttoned his belt and took off his pants

Exposed the already hard, huge penis unique to white people

Then, he bent down and pressed my mother

A pair of big hands unbuttoned her dark green lace bra, and at the same time, her lips also clung to the pair of full breasts, holding them, licking them back and forth

Although both sides had revealed their meeting, Richard was not in a hurry. He curbed his desire and slowly felt my mother's delicate body with a slimy skin and a slight sweaty smell.

But my mother, who was confused and unable to extricate herself, couldn't help but feel lust. She reached out and touched Richard's penis, which had been completely standing up there.

I saw that she took the sturdy male root with experience and stroked her fingers. While dealing with the British man's passionate kiss, she took off her dark green lace panties, spread her legs and greeted her vagina.

With just one thrust, the strong penis entered the mysterious peach cave.

Richard Kongwu above is powerful and his body is thrusting regularly

My mother below moaned softly and slightly painfully

The big black waves drooped around, white and abundant, and the body with fine sweat and rippled sweat, which made people feel more moire under the action of light, making people feel moved

More than ten minutes later, Richard pulled out his shiny penis from his vagina, which was surging with vaginal fluid.

I patted my mother's flushed face and signaled her to get up

According to his request, my mother held the upper edge of the sofa with both hands, and her knees were kneeling where she was lying just now.

He was tall and tall, waiting for his tick again

AH! What a sexy ass! It belngs t me! Richard sighed in English, stroked his penis with one hand, used it to slide it on the round buttocks a few times, then straightened his waist and sent it to his buttocks, and once again penetrated the soul-absorbing vagina

Yes, yes, yes, in the midst of the confusion, the soft and pleasant moans sounded again

At this time, my mother was just a middle-aged woman chasing herself to vent her vigorous desires.

She seemed to have forgotten the fact that she was a married woman

Just so eagerly welcome the request of a foreign man

After a hundred and ten rounds, both sides experienced each other's power

Richard is strong, energetic, strong in and out, and extremely strong, and extremely strong. My mother gradually adapted from the beginning, with her vagina open and open, and the gurgling vaginal fluid flowed out through the gaps between the two, dropping and falling straight to the ground.

After a while, Richard, who was holding my mother's waist and thrusting, gave up on enduring the frequency of his butt swaying gradually increased, and the rapid gasping sound from his mouth was like an old cow.

Oh,I’m cming !I’m cming! Baby! Finally, under the stimulation of his strong pleasure, this British man erupted into my mother’s body, accompanied by my mother’s white and plump body, and the trembling and spring roar from her red lips.

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Is this a dream? Or is it true?

By the time I woke up and went downstairs, Richard had already driven away

My mother asked me to stay

In her words, the school’s canteen food is not very good. Now there is an epidemic of infectious diseases outside. It is rare to come here if you are not safe to eat in a restaurant. It is not too late to go back to school after dinner!

Looking at her calm and gentle expression; just like the morning dress and promised to stay, I couldn't help but wonder what was going on in the afternoon's dream? Richard really had to do with her

Many suspense lingers in my mind, like a thick mist that enveloped my heart

I suppressed my inner confusion. I chatted with her for a few more words. Then she told me that I would go to the supermarket to buy the ingredients I would like to use for the evening. Then I hurriedly changed my shoes and left the villa.

Bored, I turned on the large rear projection TV in the living room

As soon as I did it on the sofa, a small ball of wet spot on my fingers

I picked it up and looked at it, then came to my nose and smelled it.

A fishy smell hits the face

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Guo, Guoqiang Yes, I want to go home tomorrow, my mother is sick

During dinner, my mother and Lu Guoqiang, who had just returned, sat around the dining table and had eaten together. Before I could eat a few bites, my mother timidly made her request to Lu Guoqiang.

Hum? Why didn't she tell me just now? I was very confused about the news. Even my hand that stretched out my chopsticks to pick vegetables shrank back and raised my head, looked at my mother, waiting for explanation

Auntie is nothing serious! Do you want me to go with you? Lu Guoqiang doesn't doubt her words like me, and his words reveal unconcealed concern.

There should be nothing serious. My brother just called and said that my mother accidentally fell and broke her hand.

Speaking of this, my mother, whose eyes were slightly flashing, waving, stroked her hair on her forehead, pursed her lips, and then said: I'll go back to take care of her for two days, and I'll come back the day after tomorrow. You'll be busy with work, so don't go

Well! So, when you go tomorrow, you will bring the old ginseng that I gave me last time to my aunt and ask her to replenish her body.

After saying that, Lu Guoqiang picked up the dishes and started eating

Also greeting me enthusiastically

Seeing her behavior and verbal remarks, my heart was filled with turmoil again, while I was picking rice into my mouth, while asking her in a vague way: What about me? Should I go?

You have to attend classes, and you will go back to National Day

While answering, she took a spoonful of bright shrimps and served me a spoonful of them.

And when she did this, her eyelids were always drooping and she didn't look at me

Although I was chewing shrimps in my mouth, I felt calm on the surface, but there was a feeling of sorrow and annoying feeling in my heart. I knew very well, what was causing this.

Peng! An abandoned stone lying on the side of the road, no one cares about it, was kicked up by me and flew into the distance

After dinner, I left the villa without stopping

The sky is getting darker and weaker, and my mind is confused. With mixed feelings, I did not choose to take the bus, but faced the diffuse night, along the side of the road, walking slowly and slowly

All kinds of transportation whizzed past me, and I didn't even take a look at it

Only those small stones and empty bottles thrown by people on the roadside were treated as ventilators by me

Haha, wise and excellent? I am actually a perfect coward!

I kicked open an empty bottle and remembered Richard's praise at noon, and I couldn't help but secretly underestimate myself.

It's Ah. Even if I'm smart, how can I tell others' covetousness towards my mother?

Didn’t Richard still blatantly beside me, or even please my mother in front of Lu Guoqiang, and offer me?

Also, what if I know that my mother and Hai Jian have an adultery?

Do I dare to expose them?

There is another thing that makes me feel more confused and puzzled

Why did Lv Guoqiang turn a blind eye to Richard's obvious bad intentions?

Even a little indulgent attitude?

Will a man, a normal man, endure that embarrassing thing in vain if he has no other intentions?

Also, what happened in the afternoon?

Why did I have such a strange reaction?

My mom and Richard

Loyalty is the bridge of friendship, deception is the traitor of friendship

I was full of doubts and depression and walked while chanting this Indian proverb I accidentally learned during my freshman class, feeling sad.

Then, he grinned numbly, reached into his pants pocket, took out the cigarette, and

Why did I get here?

I kept walking with my head down and I didn't know how long I walked, but finally stopped because I felt tired.

But when I looked up suddenly, the scene of the murder case appeared in my sight where I would never want to remember again!

The autumn night, the cool breeze blew, whimpering through the dense branches and leaves in the woods, and my hair standing upright face

All around me is still as quiet as last time

I tightened my body, twisted my stiff neck hard, and looked around

No one around

Seeing this, I breathed a sigh of relief

Just when I want to turn my head back and leave

Suddenly, a long, but extremely cold voice came from behind my head and came into my ears through the air: Boy, we met again

Heart beat faster; mouth suddenly opened; hand tightly held; feet trembled

It's him! The murderer!

I heard who it was, and I was filled with endless fear. Whatever I wanted to capture him and what I asked him to find out, I threw them all out of the sky.

I can't even raise the courage to turn around to face him

What I want to do most at this time is to run away immediately!

Such thoughts drove me to give up using the fighting technique I learned from Wuyan

Maikai the thighs that were still shaking just now, and fled forward anxiously

But what made me desperate was that after just a few steps, the back of my head was swept by a strong wind

Buzz!

With a sound, a roar in my brain, and the dizziness like the sea was instantly swallowing my will to escape

At this critical moment, I was hit and tried my best to go forward with two steps.

But the reality is very cruel

Will has not overcome physical pain after all

I was still swaying with a huge pain behind my head, staggering forward

Falling in this desolate, quiet, overgrown place

The last thing I heard in my ears was the disturbing sneer of the murderer

Is it finally my turn to die? When the boundless darkness was about to cover me, I couldn't help but feel in a daze