Chapter 851 The Incest Incests of the Two Hutougou (Three)

After having sex again, Ge Li and Xiaoxiong kissed her for a while, and then told her story: My mother was so anxious and had a real problem. She made an appointment with Mr. Zhang and met in the melon field with people on her back at the west end of the village. It has been a long time since she did that with Mr. Zhang, she has never let Mr. Zhang touch her body again, but she is so entangled that she can't get out of her body. Secondly, my mother doesn't want to get into trouble with Mr. Zhang. I don't know why. When she thinks that Mr. Zhang will get into her body, she feels a little sorry for Mr. Qing.

These days, Zhang peddler secretly made an appointment with her to reply more. My mother always pushed her away for various reasons, but the more she pushed her, the tighter she wrapped her around her. She couldn't find a reason, so she had to grit her teeth and decided that she would break it today. The piece of corn was originally a concave that no one wanted. Because it was difficult to turn over, she planted all over the area and let the land out. She put it on her shoulders and uncle Fugui, and she actually flattened the floor. After fermenting fertilizer, she turned it deep several times. After the Chinese New Year, my mother was very good at taking care of the surroundings, which was densely packed with corn, which was not airtight, and became a scattered gourd.

The sky has been dark, and the bright moon hangs in the air. My mother is walking through the ridges between the cornfields with the moonlight. She suddenly becomes clear before her eyes. The lush melon seedlings tear the green and become the first melons. This crop of autumn melons will not ripen until next month, but they are all big and round. Under the moonlight, it is so shiny that it is rare. At the end of the ground, there is an elevated melon shed. The horse lantern in the shed is dizzy, and under the moonlight, groups of flying insects gather together. The only light flies up and down.

Pedro Zhang was waiting anxiously, and saw someone striking out of the other side. I knew it was my mother, so I hurriedly got down the melon shed, so I pulled my mother to the melon shed, but I didn't move. She said shyly that there was still something I had done at home. She went back after saying a few words, how could Pedro Zhang let my mother go like this? Even the one who pulled her hard into the melon shed. My mother knew that it wouldn't be so easy to pass it. As I walked along the way, I thought of the years of getting involved with Pedro Zhang. I was a little wet between my legs, so I just let him go.

The light on all sides of the melon shed was not even hotter than outside. My mother bent down and sat on the straw mat inside. She was hugged by Prayer Zhang from behind. A hand came over her waist and teared her belt randomly. The mother twisted her body and pushed Prayer Zhang, but she touched her hand and helped him open the buttons of her pants, but she didn't let him pull it down. She was so loose. A piece of white and tender belly bulged out, and it was particularly seductive under the dim oil lamp.

Zhang's hand reached into the waist of his pants, picked up the elastic band of his pants, and his hot palms attached to the thick hair of his mother's lower body like a snake. Cong Niang couldn't help but tremble. Her thighs that knelt on the cover were subconsciously tensed, but opened a gap. Her hand was not idle. She walked through her armpits, opened her five fingers and rubbed her soft and plump breasts into her palm, as if she had grabbed a steamed bun. In an instant, the mother stiffened her body, let out a gentle hum in her mouth, and leaned her head over, leaning on Zhang's shoulder weakly. Ge Li looked up at Xiaoxiong and said:

Why do you jump your dick when you talk about my mother? Are you greedy for my mother? Xiaoxiong laughed and said:

Your mother is so beautiful and coquettish in your mouth, how can I not be moved? Hehe! When I get married in a few days, my mother will come. I will contact you at that time, but don’t dislike her as old as she is! Xiaoxiong lowered his head and kissed Ge Li and said:

Well, then I will put you and your mother together and fuck you! You're so beautiful! Pervert! Ge Li flicked Xiaoxiong's glans coquettishly. Oh, by the way, when Celebrating the birthday and your sister were so young, so she got engaged?It's not considered a formal engagement. According to the customs and customs of our place, the two parties are afraid that there will be a change in the future. Therefore, when the child is in junior high school, they usually set up a few tables and invite people from the village to have a meal. It's just to let everyone testify. If anyone regrets it in the future, they won't be able to see people in the village. Aunt Dajiao does this reason. One is that she is afraid that after celebrating her birthday and my sister will go to school in the town, they will be affected by the outside world. Second, my father's company commander has been working for many years at that time. It is said that the army is considering promoting him. If it goes well, after this promotion, he will be promoted to the battalion commander, and the battalion commander can take his family. In that case, my sister and mother can go to my father's army, and our household registration will also become a city household registration. In this way, the two families will be inappropriate. This is what Aunt Dajiao is really worried about!Oh, this woman has so many hearts!

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Someday, can you think? Zhang squirted hot air and panted in Aunt Qiao's ear. I missed a ghost. Aunt Qiao's mouth was hard, but her body softened as Zhang's fingers stirred, and her chest was undulating violently, as if she had opened a bellows. Lies, you see, you are going to raise fish here. Zhang slid his fingers between Aunt Qiao's hot pussy, and opened his sticky labia. A stream of sticky water swelled out with his fingers, bulging out and Aunt Qiao became more and more unbearable. She pulled her hand backwards and rubbed her whisperedly. She touched a bulging area and grabbed it. ... Dead Ah, don't you hurry up if you know. Every time I ask me to slow down, why is this anxious this time? ... This time it's tight... Hurry up...Aunt Qiao was panting, and her hands holding his cock were tearing it up. She rubbed her pants randomly but was indifferent. She just kneaded her buckles with both hands and made her even more arrogant. She smiled and said:

Not that, I have begged you so many times, this time I want you to beg me. Aunt Qiao opened her mouth wide, leaving only heavy breathing, her body twisted unbearably, and her lower body was tilted upwards to meet the fingers of Zhang peddler entering and leaving the cunt in and out of her pussy. Zhang peddler was even more proud, and leaned against Aunt Qiao's ear, whispering softly, and the exhaled heat hit Aunt Qiao's ear, making Aunt Qiao's ear more itchy,

Please Ah, please fuck you. Aunt Qiao's head tilted to the side as if it was broken, her body trembled violently, and she screamed loudly:

Please... a dead guy... fuck me... as he said, his hands trembled and took off his pants, twisted a few times before falling to his knees, pounced forward, and raised his butt like a grinding disc. The two fat white and plump eggs trembled trembling. A black slit in the middle was squirming in the wet and messy pubic hair. The two bloody and bulging labia were as red as saliva, but their heads were twisted back, and their eyes were scattered with desire. The hand stretched back and scratched the air with five fingers.

Prayer Zhang still laughed and untied his belt slowly. His fat pants were scattered, and there were no inch inside. A fleshy bug was picked out from the dense pubic hair, like a purple and oily short stick with blue veins storm and trembling.

Aunt Qiao saw the cock in a trance, and she was even more unbearable. She lit up her knees and crawled back with her mat. She thought about getting closer to the cock. She grabbed Zhang Prayer's pants in a bunch of pants, tore it and pulled it to her body, twisting her butt to aim, but she was always unable to touch it. She was a little impatient and thirsty for a moment.

Come... give me Ah... fuck me... let you fuck... Praiser Zhang proudly raised his waist, raised his hand and gave Aunt Qiao's fat and tender buttocks, making his feet look strong, and a red palm print was printed on it. He was so dizzy that he was caught off guard for a long time. He was beaten so hard that he raised it up, but he twisted it with a try.

Hurry up... bring your dick in... fuck me... Seeing that Aunt Qiao was really unable, Zhang Cheung held his dick in his hand and rubbed it twice in Qiao Aunt Qiao's thighs. He twisted his body and slid it in, like a hardwood pile that penetrated into the muddy land.

A sound of gurgling splashed out the stars of Aunt Qiao

With a sound of Á, he immediately collapsed on the bed, leaving only the uneven breathing

Is it half a boy in the birthday celebration? The tender cock is not as bad as a strong man. Zhang Prayer Zhang is even more violent and fulfilling. Aunt Qiao can't bear it for a while. She opened her mouth wide but couldn't make any sound. Until Zhang Prayer Zhang sent her body back and forth, she returned to her senses slowly, and moaned, and squeezed out from the depths of her throat. She echoed in the melon shed and there was a sound surrounding her.

Zhang peddled up again with a snap, and watched his cock go in and out of Qiao Aunt Qiao's pussy. Every time he entered and out, he turned out a stream of water, grinded it into foam, and piled up on the thick stems. After a while, he was like a tree trunk covered by autumn frost. He couldn't help but use more strength, saying:

You slut, you're so excited to fuck you! Aunt Qiao sticks her butt, trying harder to face the increasingly violent impact, muttering:

Can you let you fuck for so many years if you are not slutty? You can also fuck for so many years. For Ah, the more you fuck the pussy becomes, the more you become slutty, and it will be easier to fuck it when you become slutty! Your grandma's pussy... Aunt Qiao cursed happily, and couldn't help but hum,

Fuck Ah... Fuck you out of water and drown you, a cock. You are like a bitch, sticking your ass and letting me fuck you. I'm just a bitch. You fuck Ah... have the ability to fuck Ah... I'll kill you... Seeing Aunt Qiao say this, Zhang Cheung moved a few times like a dragonfly, and pushed hard,

Fuck you to death! This time, I suddenly met Aunt Qiao's buttocks thrust back.

With a snap, I actually met the opponent's appearance, and Aunt Qiao couldn't help but scream:

Pick you to death! Fuck you to death! Pick you to death! Fuck you to death! Pick you out your yolk! The sounds of the two people one after another are like the two people tearing their bodies, surrounding and shouting, each using some strength, like a pair of naughty children playing tug of war, you come up, I retreat, I retreat, you go up, but the fight is even more joyful

Prayer Zhang was thrusting one after another, and his thick and hard cock was spinning in the wet mud, but he could never reach the end.

Aunt Qiao also arched and greeted her. Her warm and lubricated vagina was wrapped with a violent and sharp impact, like a blood sausage with a burning mouth. She sent it out and sucked it in and swallowed it in. As soon as she entered and out, the greedy fragrance filled her mouth. She wanted to swallow it but couldn't bear it.

The crackling sound made the simple melon shed sway and sway. The lantern hanging above her head was swaying left and right. The swaying dim mixed with Zhang's heavy breathing and Aunt Qiao's leisurely moans and roars, making this narrow and dull shed look lewd and turbulent for a moment. The sultry air was filled with bursts of sweat and sourness and smellyness.

The bright moon hangs brightly in the sky, and the moon halo is dripping down, through the melon shed full of holes, reflected on the half-naked Aunt Qiao and Zhang Prayer who were lying in it, perhaps they are out of oil, or perhaps they can't withstand the violent shock just now. The lantern has already been turned off, hanging quietly there, the slight wind swept over, as if it was equally tired, without any swaying.

Before Aunt Qiao's pants were lifted up, they were piled up on her ankles, and the upper jacket also lifted up. The flesh-colored part in the middle, which was shining white and dazzling under the moonlight. Aunt Qiao seemed to have exhausted all her strength. When Prayer Zhang roared and shot her semen into her body, she seemed to be pulled out of her spine and slid down softly. She could no longer get up and let her clothes be so open, allowing the drizzle to spill slowly between her legs. She just panted desperately, making her throat salty. Today you were so excited! It took a long time for Aunt Qiao to tuck her sweaty bangs blocking her eyes with her fingers, and said weakly, "You're so cruel!" Prayer Zhang opened her eyes, turned her head and glanced at Aunt Qiao, and put her hand on Aunt Qiao's bulging buttocks, grabbed her hand.

Aunt Qiao turned over and sat up hard on the kang mat. She felt sticky and uncomfortable between her thighs, but there was nothing to wipe them. So she lay down and arched her body and lifted her pants up. What's wrong? I'll go back now? When Mr. Zhang saw that Aunt Qiao meant to leave, he asked. It was too late. Aunt Qiao packed up and was about to go out. Mr. Zhang hurriedly asked when he would come again? Aunt Qiao remembered that she had something to say today, so she stopped, but did not look back. She said without thinking:

Let's forget it. Prayer Zhang rushed up and asked:

What's wrong? No, I think I should forget it. Why should I forget it? Do you have someone else? Aunt Qiao turned around, looked at Cheung Zhang, then quickly lowered her head, twisted her hand on the broken side of the kang mat and said:

The child is getting older day by day, and my man is about to change his career. I want to calm down! Otherwise, if this matter is spread, it will be bad for me, my man, and my child! How can it be spread? It won’t be known. Nonsense, there is no airtight wall, let’s forget it. After that, Aunt Qiao stepped out of the melon shed before she could speak, and let Zhang chant in the back, but she never looked back, and disappeared into the depths of the path at the end

Looking at the disappearing Aunt Qiao, Zhang Cheung exhaled in annoyance and punched him hard on the bed.

Aunt Qiao hurried home, and in a hurry, she had to avoid the wind that the people who gathered together to enjoy the cool air blew away all their sweat, but it was sticky and uncomfortable.

Before we reached the door, we saw someone flashing out of it. We looked at the image of celebrating our birthday. We hurriedly greeted us, but we didn't stop. We just turned our heads and looked at her, snorted and walked tightly. Aunt Qiao rushed to her own yard and chased her a few steps, called again, but didn't respond again.

After entering his own yard, he saw Dali bringing a basin of water and pouring it into the yard. He hurriedly asked:

What's wrong with the birthday celebration? It seems that he is angry. Who knows what he is going? I asked you what he is doing. I said I don't know. I waited for you for a long time before leaving. Aunt Qiao said in confusion. Seeing Dali going into the house, she hurriedly passed the basin in her hand and walked to the well in the yard to press the water. She was still muttering in her heart that the lights were still black in the east room, and said to Dali again:

Your sister hasn't come back yet? No, she doesn't want to come back when she goes to my grandmother's house, so she lives in a stable place. Aunt Qiao said again, and absent-mindedly pressed a basin of water, let Dali carry the door curtain and enter the main hall to find a wash. The curtain behind her was croaking, and she saw that the birthday celebration was back,

What are you doing? Qingsheng leaned against the door and asked angrily, staring at Aunt Qiao with cold eyes.

Dali, who was about to talk, saw that she was like this, and looked at her mother again, but didn't know what she said, so she stuck out her tongue and hurriedly hid in her house.

Aunt Qiao held a towel and threw it in a basin, smiled at Qingqing's birthday, and asked him:

What's wrong? Angry? Qingsheng still widened his eyes and asked again:

What have you been doing? Qiao Aunt Qiao realized that she couldn't do anything today. She guessed that Qingsheng saw her and Cheunger Zhang crawling into the melon shed? She opened her mouth and wanted to ask, but she didn't know where to ask, so she had to smile embarrassedly, and was afraid that Dali would hear something in that room. She whispered to Qingsheng and took the basin into the west room.

Qingsheng followed in, but he didn't sit on the kang, but he stood there tightly. Seeing that Aunt Qiao twisted her hand towel slowly, took out her clothes and wiped her body. After wiping, she turned her head and smiled at him. She was even more angry. She rushed up with a fire, but she couldn't beat and scold Aunt Qiao. She was so frustrated that she was crying for a while. Her mouth was pursed and pursed, and she seemed to be about to cry.

This time, I really scared Aunt Qiao.

What's wrong, are you really angry? Aunt Qiao hurriedly threw down her hand towel and put her birthday in her arms. Seeing that the birthday celebration rolled down like tears, she looked like she was very wronged, and she burst out and laughed again.

Why did you cry? Aunt Qiao twisted her sleeves to help Qingsheng wipe her tears, and she felt so distressed for a moment.

My aunt was at the entrance of the village and talked to someone for a while. Why did she cry? Qingsheng raised her tears and looked at Aunt Qiao, then hugged her tightly and said:

I know what you are doing and went to meet Mr. Zhang, right? Aunt Qiao's heart skipped a beat. She used to doubt what she knew about birthday celebration, but now she has finally been confirmed. She wanted to hide it and find an excuse, but found that there was no reason. She opened her mouth in a stammer, and had to tighten her birthday celebration in her arms.

The two of them hugged each other tightly, and no one spoke again

Dali heard that there was no movement in the room in the middle, so she picked up the curtain and looked out. Seeing that the two of them hugged each other, she hurriedly retracted and felt a little sore again, so she coughed loudly, and the two of them woke up.

Aunt Qiao held her birthday face, smiled softly, kissed her to celebrate her birthday again, and said:

OK OK OK Good, good, aunt never go again. I celebrating my birthday and grind my neck said:

You have to guarantee! He was so serious that he made Aunt Qiao cry and laugh for a while, so he nodded, raised a piece of her little finger and said:

OK, OK, I promise not to pull the hook? Qingsheng burst into tears and laughed again, pierced into Aunt Qiao's arms again, rubbed her face against Aunt Qiao's chest, and stuck out her tongue and greedily licked Aunt Qiao's body and shivered, hurriedly pushed him away, saying:

Stop doing it, aunt couldn't stand it, she was sweating all over. She turned around and picked up her hand towel, handed it to celebrate her birthday, unbuttoned the jacket with one hand,

Come, help Aunt wipe her back. Qingsheng was very serious and helped Aunt Qiao wipe her back. However, her eyes were unhonest through the gap between her arms. She glanced at Aunt Qiao's breasts swaying and looked at her. She reached out and took a handful. Aunt Qiao smiled and dodged and turned around to celebrate her birthday. She made the hot house full of spring. Dali heard the constant laughter in the room, and finally couldn't stand the loneliness. She quietly entered the room and saw that the two of them were in a mess. She leaned against the door and looked at her with a smile. She saw that her mother and Qingsheng were just playing and didn't notice her at all. She was a little angry for a while. She picked up a broom sweeping the kang, clenched it and knocked on the edge of the kang.

Hi, please pay attention to the impact? The two of them heard Dali's silence and found that there was someone standing beside them. They hurriedly separated and celebrated their birthdays. They had been adapting slowly. They had become much thicker in their practice, and they did not bother them. They smiled and came over to Dali with a smile.

Aunt Qiao's old face turned red. Although everyone was tacit, she was still a little uncomfortable in front of her daughter. What's more, she was half naked and hurriedly picked up her coat and put it on. She brought the water to go out. When she walked to the door, she remembered that she had just washed her body after making trouble for a long time.

Seeing Dali and Qingqing's birthday thrust together, they wanted to take off their pants and wipe them a few times, but they couldn't get rid of them, so they had to tighten their faces and walk over and push them out.

Dali was obedient and turned back to her house. Qingsheng was still stomping on the edge of the kang and twisting her body. Aunt Qiao knew about Qingsheng's thoughts, thinking about whether to finish washing and Qingsheng's last time? But she felt a burst of discomfort in her lower body, and she was pickled by the oozing sweat, and it hurt even more. She knew that she had been fucked by Cheung Zhang just now. She must have had a scratch and had to sit down, put her shoulders on Qingsheng, and asked softly:

When my aunt went out, did she have sex with Dali? Qingsheng nodded and said:

I also miss you, but I have some complaints about Aunt Qiao not caring about the meaning of the birthday celebration, but patiently talked about the truth:

I have had it with Dali, but I can't do it today. Do you know? Qingsheng said with his neck twitching:

Don’t know! Aunt Qiao smiled and said:

You can't be greedy for this matter. You are growing up, but if you do too much, you will be ruined. Do you know? Seeing that Qingsheng still looked dissatisfied and resentful, he had to say again,

In this way, I’ll give you an example. This thing is not done without doing too much, just like the bellows that burn fire, and it’s hard to pull it. The fire is too big, but it will make the rice batter. But if it doesn’t pull, the fire will slowly be extinguished, right? Qingsheng nodded, and Qiao Aunt continued:

So Ah, the bellows must be pulled evenly, so that they can be done without any fire. Do you understand? After listening to the birthday celebration, I was still a little unwilling to accept it. I looked up at Aunt Qiao. Seeing Aunt Qiao so determined, I felt embarrassed to bother you again. After being coaxed and persuaded by Aunt Qiao, I was reluctant to leave and went home reluctantly.

Late at night, Qingsheng sneaked out of the door quietly, turned around without looking back and entered his home again, but he didn't find it. In the secluded corner of the street, a dark figure was hidden there. Seeing Qingsheng closed the door, it flashed out, with a look of confusion on his face.

That's when Praiser Zhang left, Praiser Zhang became more and more unwilling to think about it. Why did he break it up if he said so many years of love? Praiser Zhang didn't want to

Since he got into Qiao Aunt Qiao's body, even if Mr. Zhang completely fell into it, not only because of Aunt Qiao's charming body, but more because of Aunt Qiao's sexy spirit, Mr. Zhang was so tempted that he had been playing with many girls and wives in the past few years. However, no woman was as good as Aunt Qiao's sexy spirit. Every time he did that, his crazy spirit was like a wild dog that could not be touched by a meaty mouth all year round. He suddenly got a bite of fat, and he could no longer bear to let go of his mouth to satisfy his cravings. He still licked his tongue for several times. Mr. Zhang was a little scared. His body was sore and his legs were sore by Aunt Qiao's tossing. But after that force, when he thought of Aunt Qiao's hideous face, he couldn't stand it.

Just gone? Zhang Prayer is willing, but Zhang Prayer is not willing to have the cock under him. That Aunt Qiao is just the bubble-burning big smoke. She will never quit in her life after smoking last time.

Prayer Zhang lay in the melon shed, tossing and turning, feeling uncomfortable. As soon as he closed his eyes, Aunt Qiao's plump and white body shook in front of him. As he shook, he set up his tent hand and stretched it down for a long time, and shot the remaining thing on the mottled wall of the shed. The thing was shot out, but Aunt Qiao's shadow was still there.

Just as she got up, she must have someone! Thinking of this, Cheung Man Zhang could no longer lie down and walked out with his brains bulging.

As he walked, he looked up and arrived at the door of Qiao Aunt's house. The black and yelled at the door of Qiao Aunt's house. He was tightly closed and looked into the courtyard wall. However, he saw a little dim light reflected that the peddler Zhang was like an ant on a hot pan, circling anxiously in front of Qiao Aunt's house. Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming, hurriedly hid in the corner, staring at the door with wide eyes.

When he found out that it was a birthday celebration, Zhang Prayer Zhang was disappointed and didn't know what the relationship between Dajiao and Qiao Auntie's family? Then Qiao Auntie's son-in-law was decided by him and was waiting to get engaged after adulthood. This is also well-known. When you celebrate your birthday in the evening, it was normal. Even if you sleep here, who can tell what a young man and a young man? Who is it? Zhang Prayer Zhang was so worried that he was so worried that he was so worried that he was so stupid.

What was worried about was that Big Foot since he was beaten up and muttered to his aunt Qiao to make up for the birthday celebration, Big Foot tightly discussed with Fugui.

If you can’t beat a lot of money, you will be tossing and turning:

You have the final say! You're so tough to get athlete's foot.

Let me share the birthday celebration with me? Not the seed you made? Seeing that wealth and honor were still like a dull person, I simply ignored him and thought about it and talked about it again.

Big Foot is someone who can't hold on to things in his heart. If he thinks about it, he has to finish it quickly. Otherwise, he will not be at ease. He has to hold his eyelids and wait for the birthday celebration. However, he can't wait left or right, and he is about to fall asleep in a daze. Then he heard the creaking sound of the yard gate, and he got up and shouted to celebrate the birthday celebration.

I told Qingsheng in a general way, but Dajiao didn't think about the result. After all, Qingsheng and Erli were still young, and they were not what they were going to do right away. I just thought about saying hello to Qingsheng, so that he could think about it.

Unexpectedly, I just said Erli and said that I would say that I would come back to celebrate my birthday.

I don't want Erli, I want Dali! Dali? Dali didn't react at once, and kept saying Erli Ah, why did it become Dali? The sleepiness suddenly flew away without a trace, and his eyes immediately became bigger than the light bulb. Dali was really a bit pretty than Erli, but that age was older than the birthday celebration. Although it was only a year apart, it was still older. There was a saying circulating in us:

The first girl is not a wife. Besides, Dali is pretty, but when she looks at her big feet, she feels that Dali has a fox spirit. That force can't be said, but it just makes Dali feel worried from the bottom of her heart. Although Aunt Qiao and I are sisters who are young, Aunt Qiao's sexy slut makes Dali both envious and worried. She is afraid that the sexy slut is passed on to Dali, which is really sprained a mud and a wall. Big feet have nothing to say, but she really married her family, but she is worried and afraid. What should Erli do? Every time she sees Erli, her big feet rub her daughter's head, and let her daughter call her mother. Erli said that

Mom, she screamed so hard that she was so crisp and clear. She could make her happy with her throat. She remembered that Erli couldn't enter this house, and Big Foot felt pain from her heart.

It was not a big deal, but when I arrived at Dazu, I was really worried. I felt like I had been sick all night. I tossed and turned and I didn't care about this. I fell on the kang and snored and reached the sky brightly.

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As soon as September comes, there is a sudden autumn. A few clouds are hanging high on the blue sky. It seems to be dazzlingly white after being washed by water. The wind blows away no longer the dry black coating, refreshing and pleasant. The sun is still bright, but it does not hurt people's backs anymore, becoming wider and clearer, as if I finally lack strength and no energy to simmer the earth.

Schools in the city should start, but in rural areas, school starts only a few days of classes and starts with autumn vacations, which means that students will take a few days of vacations to help their family harvest at home.

During the harvest season, the two families have always been a celebration of their birthdays. Aunt Qiao also called her brothers from her parents and took advantage of the pleasant weather in autumn to harvest the crops of the two families and piled them into bundles in the yard.

Dali and Erli followed behind, picking up wheat ears, and happily banging the sticks. Aunt Qiao and Dajiao cooked and boiled water at home, and everyone performed their own duties, and they were happy.

When the work in the field or after the work is over, the children are packing up and going to school. The remaining work is for adults to handle threshing, raising the field, drying, waiting for piles of grain to be packed into the granary of each family. The results of this year are written on everyone's face.

After working hard these days, although I was so tired every day that my waist was sore and my legs hurt, my feet became more and more refreshed, because I was tired and I slept soundly and sweetly on the kang, and I would not have to be tortured to endure the long night; the other was because of an emergency.

Just a few days ago, Big Foot was put on the body and had just collected the acres of sorghum. Thousands of sorghum stalks were poured into the ground. Before they had time to tie them up, Big Foot suddenly remembered that they wanted to turn over a few sweet poles.

Sweet poles are thinner than sugar cane, green and also a kind of sorghum. However, the ears are small, in fact, the sweet poles are the sweetest when they are eared. Cut off a piece, tear off the skin, and suck the juice inside carefully. The sweet and sweet taste is sweet and sweet until the heart

Bigfoot's mother did not grow sorghum at home, but his uncle liked to eat sweets the most for celebrating her birthday. She brought a bundle of them when she went home a few days ago, but his uncle finished eating them in a few days. She wrote that she wanted to see the crops harvested, but if she didn't look for them, she would be gone.

After lunch, Big Foot said to ask Qingqing to go back to the field to find her. Qingqing was so tired that she was already depressed and she didn't want to move. Big Foot felt sorry for Qingqing's birthday, so she had to ride a bike and get off the floor by herself.

The sky was a little gloomy, gray clouds slowly moved along the distant roof, and the entire Hutougou was hazy in the fog like a fat pig buzzing his head to eat.

There were still people in the field, but Dajia didn't pay attention to them. He carefully searched and scattered the straw scattered all over the ground and found one. He broke it apart and found it. He still had some moisture in his arms.

Looking around, I broke a few more pieces, but found that I could eat less and less. It seemed that I had been checked by someone who was interested.

Big feet were a little depressed and regretted not thinking about this thing. He hesitated and wanted to go home and raise his body. He beat his sore waist. But he saw a male and a female dog playing with each other running past the bitch, lying on the ground and scattering food. The male dog followed closely behind his butt, staring at the bitch's asshole with its tail raised, stretching its nose and sniffing greedily, like a train connected together, whenever the bitch stopped, the male dog grabbed the time and rushed up from behind, with its front paws on the bitch's waist, and thrusting the red thing below without caring it. He thrust his lifelessly.

It is the busy farming season. People are so tired that they are not energetic that they can never think of anything else. But the beasts don’t care about these things. Even if they don’t eat or drink, they don’t even have to take a look at the world. When they have free time, they have to be busy.

Seeing this, the big feet suddenly felt a fever, and then a faint jealousy aroused. He raised his feet and kicked a piece of earth and rubbish, hitting the male dog's shaking back. The dog whistled, fell from the bitch, and then ran happily.

Rubbing his waist, he turned around and walked into the ground, and broke a sweet pole and chewed it in his mouth. The sweet juice filled his throat like a spring water, and a kind of pleasure immediately spread in the heart of his big feet.

Just as he was about to push the car on the road, he turned his face and looked at it, but found that the lock pillar came out of the field there, his clothes were placed on his shoulders, and he held a sickle in his hand.

Suozhu raised his eyes and saw Big Foot, raised his sickle to greet Big Foot, Big Foot stopped waiting for him to come. That night, why did my aunt go back? Suozhu took two steps, went to Big Foot, grinned and asked Big Foot to show him a few sweet poles not on the car frame and said:

I wanted to pick up some, but I didn't find a few. Why didn't my aunt say it earlier? I said I had sent it to my aunt. Some of my family were so busy and asked him in surprise if it was true? It's really a sweet pole that I planted specially in my family, and I'm so many! I wiped my sweat with my clothes.

There are still some things that have not been cut now, but they are not very sweet. If my aunt doesn't mind, I will take my aunt there. It's not bad, it's okay to have a sweet taste! Big feet said quickly and put on the car again.

It was his uncle who wanted to eat it for a birthday, but then he remembered it. If he didn't do it, it would be gone. Suozhu walked into his own field with his big feet, and turned around and said as he walked:

It's Ah, if you don't eat it, it will be dry and there will be no juice at all. The land of Suozhu's house is on the slope far away from the village. Most of the corn has been cut, and the remaining some are still standing lushly with the sorghum sweet poles. The wind blows over and makes a whirring sound.

The lock pillar pointed to the big foot, but he jumped off the ridge first, waved his sickle and found the sweet pole and cut it up. While cutting, he pinched the pole with his fingernails. He scratched the pole with his juice and pulled it to the side. He followed him in, but couldn't get in, so he had to help clean up the cut sweet pole.

Despite the breeze swept over, it was still stuffy in the dense ground and the lock pillar was covered in arms. Her big feet were also wet with sweat in her jacket.

After a while, Big Foot saw that the lock pillar had cut a lot, so he asked him to stop and rest the lock pillar but did not stop, saying:

If you don't cut it, you can only be used as firewood. Make more for your aunt. After that, he raised his head and smiled at his big feet. He hit his eyes, but he just saw his big feet lifting his lower collar covering his face and wiping sweat on his forehead.

The big feet were also hot, and I felt that an old lady didn't need to avoid it in front of a half-baby. I used to lift my clothes, and a piece of white belly was exposed and the lock pillar was tilted. From the bottom, two round meat mounds appeared faintly on the belly, half covered by clothes, and half swayed bulge.

Suozhu couldn't help but feel tight, his throat was a little dry, he swallowed, but the sickle under his hand slowed down

Big Foot didn't notice the restless look of Suozhu. After sweating, she felt a little urinating. She looked around and found a dense field of crops and went deep into the ground. Seeing the dense crops around her, she felt relieved. She quickly put her pants down and her butt up. She couldn't expect it. Just as she straightened her waist and lifted her pants, she heard the crops behind her.

Swipe. Before Big Foot could turn around and see clearly what was going on, his body was lifted down and pressed to the ground. He tore it and saw clearly that the man was actually a lock pillar. Big Foot didn't shout, and he said vaguely:

You...you...you...you...suozhu didn't say anything, just lowered his head and pulled her pants. His face turned red due to the force.

Big feet used their hands to break free, but they were locked and pressed tightly. After a few struggles, they couldn't get up. They had to pull their waists hard. Locking pillar's hand moved to the top to lift her jacket. Big feet had to protect it again, and they looked up and lost the other one, and were locked in panic and pulled down their pants.

Big feet felt a chill in the lower body, and one hand reached in and took it between the legs. The body twisted but it made it more convenient for the hand to twist it warmly.

Just as the moment her hand reached in, for some reason, her big feet didn't struggle anymore, turned her head to the side and let her act. At the same time, she saw that her pants had been thrown off by the locking post, hanging slowly on a piece of curved corn pole, and the damp soil stuck on it was so dirty.

She just thought of it, but she wanted to scold Suozhu again, but the feeling of her lower body immediately diverted her attention. It was her long-lost deep and collision. It was different from the rich dragonfly's tongue, and it was also very different from the straightforward and coldness of the laundry mallet. It was spiritual and life-like. Although it was reckless and difficult to understand, it was full of a scorching heat. The heat was like a snake, shaking its head and drilling desperately into it. It filled the big feet with a vacant place for many years, like a piece of land that had been desolate for a long time. Finally, someone huddled it hard with a hoe.

The big feet were suddenly defeated by this feeling. Before I knew it, my legs were wrapped around and my body became soft and soft.

Unfortunately, after a few strokes, the big feet felt the lock pillar trembling and ejaculated in her body. The gushing thing was like a wave of air after an explosion, and the heat burst into the deepest part of her body. The ears were rumbling like a loud bang, and she herself was blown to pieces and flew into the sky.

Before she could fall back to the ground to recover, Suozhu suddenly jumped up, grabbed the sickle thrown on the ground, and ran away quickly like a stolen stolen.

Looking at the back of the Lock Pillar disappearing at the end of the crop, Dajiao sat up with the mud on his back, feeling like he had a dream

When I got home, it was already dark. Big Foot changed into a piece of earthen clothes and sat in the yard without washing. Fugui asked her what was wrong. She didn't say what happened to her. Big Foot was greatly shocked. She closed her eyes and recalled the scene and felt that feeling. Her wet lower body couldn't help but twitch, and she still felt that the heat just now had, and suddenly felt that my pussy had never been empty, just like a piece of rock candy I had just stolen. Before she could chew it carefully, she flew out after sneezing. There was still sweet body fluid in her mouth, but it was not as full as it was.

Especially afterwards, she discovered that the remains that oozed out of the slit of her lower body's pussy flowed down, making her crotch slippery, making her heart tremble: This is the thing of a man she hadn't seen for many years! She couldn't help but twist it, put it under her nose and smelled it, and then applied it to the black hair. Seeing that the hair was soaked and made it even more messy, she couldn't bear to wipe it clean

From this day on, Dajiao suddenly paid special attention to the people around him. When he was working, his eyes looked in the direction of Suozhu's land intentionally or unintentionally, thinking about whether Suozhu would still jump out so suddenly.

As he talked to Qingsheng, he would talk about Suozhu accidentally. Qingsheng always laughed at Suozhu's silly anecdotes. After saying that, he laughed and laughed. As he smiled, he thought of the cock that Suozhu had deeply entered her body.

That day, the birthday celebration said that Suozhu would not go to school after he went to junior high school. He wanted to work with his uncle in the village. After hearing this, the scene of Suozhu climbing the machine to drill his eyes into the ground. Thinking of this, a wave of desire suddenly surged up, hoping that Suozhu would use another object to punch her on her body. So he was so hot that he would burn his body. He immediately remembered the feeling of being in the cornfield after the afternoon. Even the whirlwind in his ear seemed to have become a powerful call, making her heart beat, panting and restless.

Two days later, Fugui took the birthday celebration to watch the fun. He sat in the courtyard and remembered the incident again. He suddenly remembered that he had mentioned last night's birthday celebration. Today, Suozhu was going to fill a dam on the river beach. As he thought about it, he could no longer sit still. He brought a basin and put a few dirty clothes on the dam and went to the dam.

After crossing the embankment, Big Foot was bare-footed on the river beach and was trying the water while secretly looking around. After wandering around for a long time, Suozhu was alone wearing big shorts and was soaked in the water. He was holding a net with a bucket beside him. There was a lively fish rolling up in the bucket to see the scene. This was about to end.

Seeing that Suozhu didn't notice himself, he sat on the embankment and watched. He thought that the bottom was almost done. When Suozhu walked towards the village, he hid in a locust forest. When Suozhu walked in, he flashed out and shouted in a low voice:

Lock Pillar! Lock Pillar turned his head and saw her. He was so scared that he almost threw away the bucket in the water. He shivered his legs and said:

Aunt, it wasn't me that day! It wasn't me that day! As he said that, he stepped on his legs and wanted to escape and just ran two steps, but he heard it behind his back and said angrily:

Suozhu, you are stupid!... Look back! Suozhu looked back and saw that Big Foot had taken off his pants. Under the white sun, it showed him the black grass. Suozhu, who was two years older than Qingqing, was shocked all over. He suddenly understood, put down the bucket and fishing net in his hand and ran back, and threw his big Foot to the ground again...

Suozhu never dreamed that Aunt Big Foot would come to him like this. These days, Suozhu was in a panic all day long. When he met a birthday celebration, he was hiding. He really couldn't escape it, and his heart was jumping a lot.

I don't know what happened that day, but a force came up and almost subconsciously pounced over. Afterwards, I remembered that my fearful heart was snatched together every day. Besides, I had a baby to celebrate my birthday like a calf? No matter which one, I could chop him into pieces and pieces. Whenever I think of these, Suozhu secretly raised his head and showed off his mighty cock. Sometimes I wish I could chop it off with one knife. If it weren't for such a thing, why would I fuck Aunt Big Foot that day? That's the same? Why didn't I slap my ears for myself? It would be fine if I woke myself up, and I wouldn't get into some idiots for a while. The rest of my life was like being hung in the air, and I was fucked by a hundred claws.

However, the taste really made Suozhu secretly savor, especially the smoothness when his hands touched Aunt Big Foot's soft breasts, and the warmth and moistness of the cock when he inserted into Aunt Big Foot's pussy, which made Suozhu's heart beat faster when he remembered it.

Even though he thought about it, Suozhu didn't dare to taste it again. How could he have a chance? He gave Suozhu a few more brains, but he didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon, and it was delivered on his own initiative.

The scoops threw Big Foot down, and there was no need to try to tear Big Foot's clothes. Big Foot had already taken off her pants, spreading her thighs and waiting to lock in the dark middle. She was so furry that she grinned with a slit under the sun, shining brightly.

The lock pillar lies on the big feet, tightly pressing against the big feet's belly, it was soft and a little cool, but the mouth was arching on the big feet's chest, looking for the nipples through the thin coat, and sticking out your tongue to lick it regardless of the situation.

The big foot was more impatient than the Lock Pillar. He stood up to cater to the hot and hard, and quickly came in and waited for a long time. The Lock Pillar was still squirming like a headless fly. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, grabbed one of his hard ones, raised his butt to reach it, and felt that the head of the flesh stick had touched him, and his feet were pinched, buckled behind the Lock Pillar, and hooked his body hard, so the cock came in hot, and it seemed like a cannon barrel that suddenly penetrated the big foot's body. The comfortable big foot couldn't help sighing, and the whole body was shaking like a sieve.

The years of emptiness and suffering were finally filled again. Big Foot was so satisfied that even if he died in that moment, he would never regret it anymore. Big Foot finally understood Aunt Qiao and felt regretful for the days he had been working hard for so many years: It was still a warm guy who came in real life, why did he hold on to him?

From that day on, Dajiao Fengji would find a reason to come out this day. Turn left and right, they would finally come to this locust forest. This was the agreement between Dajiao and Shuo. Dajiao did not dare to call Shuozhu home. After all, the leg with Shuozhu is inevitably shocking, and people find out where can they have a face to live?

Every time Big Foot arrives in the woods and finds a secret land, they quietly wait for Lock Pillar to wait for Lock Pillar to experience a few times. Lock Pillar has become more patient, and Lock Pillar has become more skillful from a ignorant raw melon seed. Although Lock Pillar's performance still makes Big Foot unable to enjoy the joy, Big Foot is not all expected. Big Foot is still focused on the living cock. Every time I crawl in, Big Foot is psychologically satisfied. For this reason, Big Foot becomes more patient. Every time I take out a sheet from under the basket or basin and spread it on the ground, making it look more like a big kang and start to act with Lock Pillar. Before acting, Big Foot will always hold Lock Pillar's cock first and say:

It's better for you to be fully reconciled! It's better for you to be fully reconciled! Lock Pill was very excited when he was praised, but always said with a little modestness:

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. He kissed Big Foot with one mouth, and Big Foot also raised his body with satisfaction, slashed his thighs and waited for him to come in, and hit Big Foot. At this time, he couldn't help but scream. While screaming, he twisted his body, which scared all kinds of grasshoppers on the grass around him so much that they jumped around.

The two of them had an affair lasted until Han Lu. The birthday and the Suozhu had already started school, so they had no fixed time. But they couldn't bear to leave the living creature anymore. So they thought about what method: they could not know anything, but they could squeeze Suozhu's cock every now and then fill their body.

Before I could think about it, the matter was revealed. The day when my feet were done, I had to get married with Aunt Qiao for a while. I watched Aunt Qiao twist her butt out of the yard. I suddenly burned up again and became wet in my crotch for a while. I could no longer sit still. I turned around and rubbed it outside the house like I drank chicken blood.

After looking at the sky, they thought they should have to go out of school to celebrate their birthday. After finding something, they left the house and reached the only way to get off school. They sat down against a tree with their big feet, stretched their necks and looked into the distance.

After waiting for a while, I saw a group of children coming over and flashed to hide behind the tree.

Qingsheng walked quickly, lowered his head and walked quickly, and he hurriedly shrank his body, but he took a slit to look at Qingsheng. Then he came out and stretched his head back and looked at the lock pillar and Qingsheng. He walked slowly into the village with a few friends, joking loudly while walking, until Bigjiao shouted, and then he found Bigjiao standing there, waved at him, he hesitated and responded, and shouted:

Aunt! Big Foot pretended to ask him if he saw the birthday celebration? Suozhu said that the birthday celebration had already left. He asked Big Foot if there was anything wrong with Big Foot? Big Foot made a wink at Lock Joot, but said in his mouth:

I picked up some firewood and thought about carrying it back to Qingqing's birthday. I'll help my aunt carry it! Suozhu said hello to his companions. Seeing everyone continuing to walk back, he hurriedly followed the riverside beside the road with big feet.

There are deep ditches on both sides of the avenue. The river water has already dried up and broken down. It is densely covered with waist-length artemisia. Not far along the ditch, there will be a small bridge connecting Hutougou and the small bridge in the rural road. The narrow bridge hole is almost filled with artemisia. When you bend over and get in, you will be submerged immediately. From the outside, you can't find anything.

This place was discovered by Dajiao by chance. I came here with a lock post once, and when I came again, I was already familiar with it.

The two of them looked around and saw no one around. They flashed into the bridge hole. As soon as they reached a flat area, they turned around and hugged each other and panted heavily. The two hands were entangled. They groped each other and teared their clothes. They went naked with three or two legs.

Big feet hurriedly lay down, pulled the lock pillar and carried it to him, and was still urging him:

Hurry up, hurry up, no matter how hard it is, Suozhu hurriedly pointed his cock at the slit of Big Foot's pussy, and thrust it in... As soon as he entered, he felt that the pussy was slippery and wet, like a ball of mud sunburned by the sun. He couldn't help but hit the big foot and trembled with his heart trembling by the violent impact. His eyes widened, holding Suozhu's face staring tightly, and his mouth was stumbled:

Yes, just like that, I tried hard. The encouraging lock pillar became more and more energetic. I held my strength and shook my butt up and down. I pounded it dozens of times in one breath. Then I looked at my big feet, and my eyes turned like I was so fainted.

I wanted to stop and take a break, but I just slowed down and my big feet started urging me again

Perhaps he did it a lot, or maybe he was a little uncomfortable with the environment, but the lock pillar had been a lot longer this time. When he finally reached the peak and was squirting out, his big feet lowered his throat and trembled violently. He grabbed the lock pillar tightly, his body arched like a bridge, as if he was stung by a wasp.

After a while, he took a breath, suddenly fell down and collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily

I was thinking about making dinner, but Dajiao didn't stay for a long time and urged Shuzhu to leave. He hurriedly picked up his pants, stretched his head and looked at the left and right, and turned home quickly.

With a look of satisfaction, Big Foot briskly entered the yard. Fugui was drying in the backyard. He was piled up like a mountain weed. Hearing the sound of people walking in the front yard, he came over to take a look. When Big Foot turned his head and was about to turn around, he was attracted by the blush on Big Foot's face. He stared at it for a while and wondered why he was so refreshing? He seemed to have lost his fetus, just like a terminally ill person suddenly chewed two ginsengs, and his body was filled with a lazy flash.

Fugui smashed his mouth and slowly walked back to the backyard, but the more he thought about it, the worse it was. Suddenly, he became suspicious again, but he was worried.

Big Foot didn't pay attention to these things. She always regarded wealth as a shadow. She saw the sky wandering in front of her eyes, but it was a decoration.

Lifted the basin, and the big feet, which were scooping white flour from the tank, humming a little song and rubbing the noodles comfortably, but the big feet felt a little uncomfortable with the lower body. It seemed that there was a wisp that was flowing down the base of the legs. It must have been wiped clean just now, and the semen ejaculated in the depths finally seeped out, spreading and wetting the trousers.

Big feet moved faster, pressing the dough in his hand firmly, putting it in a basin and awake. He looked back at the backyard and hurried into the house while Fugui was not paying attention. He quickly changed his pants that smelled fishy. He held it in his hand and put it in his hand. He was about to go out, but he looked up but met Fugui's red eyes.

Big Foot was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, Fugui snatched his pants by snatching him. He wanted to take them away, but it was a bit late.

Fugui grabbed his shorts tightly, and the sticky thing on his crotch was stained with his hand. He put it under his nose and smelled it. A smell of fishy smell hit his forehead, and he immediately widened his eyes and furious:

What do you say this time? Isn't that thing? Big feet are still making a point of reasoning, and then stretched out their hand to grab it.

What thing? What thing did you say? Which woman didn’t have a leucorrhea! Why are you thinking about it? Fugui couldn’t help but roared:

You leucorrhea? You think I am a fool? Seeing Big Foot tearing and fighting with him, in desperation, I swung my arm around and shaved my feet and stumbled. I was so angry that I would stumble on my face. Fugui would linger on her fingers and feet, and I would never give up. I wanted to jump on Fugui's head and scold him for his ancestors for three generations. This time I was guilty, but I didn't react for a moment. I would only be surprised when I covered my face. Fugui made a move but could never take it back. He even spread all the resentment of these years. He beat the big Foot half to death with his fists and feet. He asked while beating:

I asked you to steal people to raise men! I asked you to steal people to raise men! Who is it? Big Foot is also tough, but I am afraid that things will make a big deal and attract neighbors. I grabbed Fugui's hand and dodged left and right, but I didn't say a word in my mouth until Fugui was tired of fighting. Then I sat on the ground with my hair, pinching my throat and squeezed out a trace of grievance, and I couldn't help it. Finally, I let go of my throat and cried out, and then I felt a little scared. At this time, I hit my wife for the first time in so many years. I felt happy but still a little palpitations. But when I thought about Big Foot's daring to steal people, I became angry again:

Cry, you still have the face to cry! What's wrong with crying? You're not allowed to cry if you hit me? Her big feet raised her face, which was beaten by wealth, and she no longer had that pretty look, and she burst into tears,

I stole someone, what? If your dick works, wouldn't I steal you? When Fugui heard her say this, he immediately felt extremely ashamed and burst into flames. He was about to lift his legs and kick him, but his big feet jumped up and stretched his head to his arms:

You hit you! After the beating, I won’t owe you anything. After the beating, I will go to sleep with the wild man again! Big feet held their heads and urged into Fugui’s arms, but Fugui didn’t dare to reach out. In a few moments, Big feet arched onto the kang, and hurriedly rushed up, hid beside the kang, pointed at Big feet and said:

Look at you like this! You don’t slap it? What do I have to slap it? You castrate don’t bother, what am I afraid of? Big Foot simply took it aside, yelled at Fugui with one voice and choked Fugui so much that he could not say anything. He stubbornly slap his neck for a long time without making a word. He held it in one breath for a long time, and almost fainted when he was stuffy in his chest. Finally, he slapped himself in the face and cried:

You think I miss Ah! Hearing that the man was so frustrated that he was crying in the corner, his big feet suddenly softened: It was Ah, which man would not help himself? Isn’t that bad guy still hurt? What’s the blame for him? He raised his tears and forgot the pain on his body. He knelt on his knees and got on the kang, putting wealth in his arms, muttering that he would never go, and the tears couldn’t stop flowing down for a while, and the old couple actually cried into a ball of tears.

The house was in a mess, but I didn't hear anything. I hid in the house with Dali for a while until Aunt Qiao could cook the meal, and she returned home reluctantly.

When I entered the house, I felt something was wrong. My mother lowered her head and pulled the bellows silently, but my father sat on the threshold and was smoking a cigarette. At first glance, it looked the same as usual, but there was a hint of stiffness in the air. Celebrate her birthday and smiled and came to Fugui. She followed him and then rolled a cigarette and handed it to Fugui. She asked:

What's wrong, what's wrong? Fugui didn't answer, but he still let his head suck one by one. The thick smoke squirted out and filled it with choking, so that Qingsheng coughed loudly. Seeing that his father didn't say anything, Qingsheng came to his big feet and helped fill the stove with firewood in his eyes. When he raised his eyes, he suddenly found that there were several purple spots on his mother's face. He was shocked.

What's wrong? Fighting with someone? He jumped up, rolled up his arms and sleeves and said,

Who! Mom, tell me, let me see if I won’t smash the pot at his house! My big feet raised my swollen eyebrow and looked at the birthday celebration, and reached out to pull the birthday celebration off again.

What kind of fight is it? My mother fell down by herself. Really? Celebrating her birthday was also a bluff. He had long guessed that it was her father who beat her. Seeing her mother say this, she fell down the slope. Why did her father dare to beat her? This is really the sun hitting the west.

The sky was cold and the leaves on the trees fell in patches. The rustling wind blew over, and the sky was flying withered and yellow. However, the depression of autumn seemed to have nothing to do with birthday celebration. He was still immersed in the entertainment with Aunt Qiao and Dali and Dali. The season seemed to stagnate here. He would not care about his parents' increasingly tense relationship. But he found that his mother began to become dull, and his gloomy face seemed to be like his father.

Since the two of them fought that day, Big Foot never met Suozhu privately. When Fugui stared at her like a follower every day, sometimes when facing her birthday, she seemed a little uncomfortable when she thought of what she did.

But the dead wood Fengchun's body just now had no such concerns. She was thinking so hard that Big Foot had to pick up the stick that had been neglected for many days again, and put the stick into her hand again. Big Foot felt heavier and colder. She stroked her smooth and plump body, but she wanted to satisfy such a thing. She suddenly felt a sense of grievance and threw the thing far away. But lying down reluctantly, the seductive itch slowly came, and then rippled violently all over her body, like a group of ants drilling in and out of each trunk. Big Foot had to get up again and picked up the stick in the corner.

More often, Big Foot prefers to use Fugui in different ways. When he sticks out his tongue and dances hard under him, Big Foot will feel a joy that vents all his resentment.

A woman's heart is like a dandelion. Once it is blown away by the wind, it will fly all over the sky like joy. No matter what method you think, you can never get it back

Bigfoot's body is like a breast that is sorely caused by abundant milk during confinement. It was just squeezed out a little, and before I could enjoy the ease, I was sealed up for a while and felt uncomfortable. But I had to watch it overflow drop by drop, so I was soaked in a kind of dampness every day, so Bigfoot missed the living thing more and more. Although that thing came and went quickly, it was really hot and could really get into my body.

It seemed that it was the last autumn rain. It was rushing outside the window and the house was rushing, but Fugui was holding a leather rope and staring at the big feet tied into a ball. The leather rope in his hand was like holding his hatred.

Fugui relaxed his vigilance during this period. At first, he wanted to find the wild man, but then hesitated. After all, he couldn't do it. What if he found someone? Isn't it even more ugly? As long as he controls his woman, he will close the faucet of the water pipe. Without water, there will be no one who wants to drink water. So he went to the kang in the dark night. Fugui worked harder. He stuck his tongue out and licked his big feet in every gap in his big feet. He followed him every day to rub corn, dry wild grass and dry sweet potatoes, and gradually became relieved. He gradually stopped taking precautions on big feet like before.

Unexpectedly, just that night, Big Foot actually started that incident again

The weather was not good that afternoon, and the clouds were getting thicker and thicker. I thought it would be no rain in this season. After eating the afternoon meal, the raindrops fell down sparsely. Look at it, it didn't stop for a while.

After celebrating your birthday, you are not the same as in elementary school. Every day after school, you will add evening self-study and come back very late. Big feet heat the leftover rice in the pot for birthday celebration. Fugui hurriedly called him, and took a kerosene lamp and pushed it onto the car and got off the floor.

There were some dried sweet potato seeds in the field. The two of them rushed to the field to pick them up, fearing that the results of the hard year would rot in the field.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the two of them picked up more and more. They picked up two baskets, and Fugui ran home in a small cart.

But when he came back in the rain, he didn't see where Dazu went. Even the lit kerosene lamp disappeared. He shouted anxiously. Dazu then ran from elsewhere with the extinguished lamp. Fugui asked her what she was doing. Dazu said he had pissed and Fugui put his jacket on his head to cover the rain. He saw that there was only a small basket of sweet potato seeds picked up. He looked at Dazu's body full of soil, and he became suspicious. He picked it up for a while without saying a word. He saw that someone walked over there on the road, and he was panicked like a man. He suddenly woke up and stared at Dazu and asked:

What did you do just now? Have you been looking for someone to fuck you again? Big Foot said:

No! But while talking, he quietly stuffed a white thing on his ankle into his trouser leg and pulled it. It turned out that his big feet had not packed up his trouser leg that was only hung on one leg. Fugui was so angry that he pulled her and said:

Let's go home with me! When two wet bodies entered the door, Fugui tied his big feet tightly without saying anything.

It is said that a leopard is a wilted person. Once it starts to get angry, it will be like heaven and earth. The hideous appearance of Fugui is so scared that he trembled. He trembled and curled up on the kang's feet and didn't dare to say a word.

Fugui glanced at his big feet tilted to the kang and said viciously:

I tell you big feet, this time I will relieve the itch for you, see if you still steal people or not! After saying that, I waved my leather rope and thrust my feet up, and rolled on the kang. I cried until I couldn't stand the pain, and then I begged:

His father, stop beating, I dare not, I dare not. Last time you said I dare not, why did you go again? The more Fugui thought about it, the more angry he became. He waved the rope despite Big Foot's pleading, gathering all his resentment and shame on it, pouring it on Big Foot's body, rolling and dodging, his hands were tightly bound, and he couldn't dodge anyway, and he cried and said:

I don't want to do it either, but I can't stand it! You slut! You can't stand it without a cock? Fugui is cruel and even tried his best to beat it.

Make you slut! Make you miss your dick! Big feet shrank their heads desperately, curled up in a ball, and said sadly:

Don't think about it anymore! No! Fugui was a little soft-hearted. Seeing his plump and delicate body with big feet, he suddenly thought that she was like this under the wild man. A jealousy surged up again, feeling that his favorite thing had been tormented by an outsider, and it was even more uncontrollable for a while. He jumped onto the kang and pressed his big feet and punched him again.

Isn't it just a cock! Isn't it just a cock? If it is missing, it won't work? I was just hitting, but I felt a figure rushing over from behind me like a wind. I rushed him aside. When I looked closely, I was frightened by my parents' appearance. I stared at me and protected my big feet tightly. Seeing that Fugui was blushing and was about to rush over again, I quickly turned around and threw myself on Big feet, blocking my father with one hand,

Dad! Stop beating! Kill my mother! Fugui gasped and said something he rushed out of his mouth:

If it is broken, it will be broken! I will keep it, so that she won't steal people again! Steal people? Qingsheng never expected that his parents would fight for this. He was stunned for a moment and was pulled aside by Fugui. Then he realized that Fugui was stubborn and held the big foot behind him, but he couldn't pull Qingsheng away. Seeing that Qingsheng was tall and big, he blocked his eyes, but he had no choice but to be muttered in his heart:

Isn't it just a cock? Isn't it just a cock? Isn't it just a cock? I flicked left and right and wanted to bypass Qingqing, but I was always blocked by him. I couldn't help but get angry, staring at Qingqingqing with red eyes

Fugui hasn't looked at his son carefully for a long time. Today, he suddenly found that he looked like a young man at the time of his birthday. Although he looked a little thin, his eyebrows were full of heroic looks.

At this moment, Fugui's eyes suddenly lit up, and a ray of light shot into Chaos's mind. A thought that shocked the world and the ghosts made Fugui suddenly realize. Not only did he become excited about his own idea and was content with his own woman: his own woman must not be fucked by outsiders, isn't she just a dick? I can't do it, but my son is fine, the meat will rot into his own pot, and the fat water must not water other people's fields.

Fugui grabbed Qingsheng's neck collar, pushed him to his big heels, and said loudly:

Isn't it just a dick? We have it too! Big Foot and Qingsheng were both stunned for a moment. I don't know what Fugui meant when he saw Big Foot and Qingsheng were stupid. Fugui couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He felt a little angry because they couldn't understand, and pushed Qingsheng in front of his feet.

As long as you don't go to find a wild man, what's fine? Our family has a dick, our family has it! Big Foot then understood the meaning of Fugui. He was stunned and couldn't believe it. When he saw Fugui's proud and determined expression clearly, he jumped up, lowered his head and bumped into Fugui.

You are a terrible castrator! Why don’t you be afraid of lightning strike you? Fugui was hit by his big feet, but he was not angry and rubbed his chest and said:

Why can't it be? Why can't my own dick work? Big feet were so angry that they didn't know what to do, and shouted at him at the top of their lungs:

You castrated man! That's your son Ah, you dare to harm him? At the beginning of the birthday celebration, there were still some monks who were looking for their brains. Seeing that my mother was so embarrassed and angry, I thought about it and understood what my father meant. I opened my mouth and became a little stupid: Could it be that my father was so angry that he was crazy?

Fugui and Dajiao were still fighting, but Qingsheng felt a little embarrassed for a moment. His father actually asked his son and mother to do it. What's this? Qingsheng couldn't help but be confused. The fight and scolding in his ears turned a deaf ear and walked out of the house in chaos.

The rain had stopped at some point, an autumn rain and a cold wind blew, and the birthday was even more cool in the quiet night. I wrapped my thin clothes and shrank my head and walked to Qiao Aunt's house without realizing it.

The two dark wooden doors were tightly closed. It was late at night. The three girls inside should have fallen asleep. Celebrating their birthday was hesitant and wondering whether they should wake them up. They wanted to go home but were unwilling to face those bad things. They raised their hands and slapped the door with a slap.

In the silent night, the sound of knocking on the door is harsh and loud

Aunt Qiao had just taken off her clothes and lay on the kang. Erli came back from school. It was raining outside. Aunt Qiao was a little worried. So she waited until Erli came back to take care of Erli for dinner. Aunt Qiao then rinsed her quilt and lying on the kang. She stretched her limbs and yawned comfortably. When she heard a knock on the door, she opened the door and celebrated her birthday with a sad look. Aunt Qiao hurriedly led him into the house to celebrate her birthday and fell on the kang, lying down on the kang, and she didn't say anything for a long time. Aunt Qiao couldn't help but worry. She asked him what was wrong with her birthday and moved but didn't say anything.

Aunt Qiao suddenly remembered that while waiting for Erli, there was a vague sound of men and women quarreling in the drizzle of rain, so she asked:

Your father and your mother are having a fight? I still didn't say anything when I celebrated my birthday, but I did not agree with it. Aunt Qiao sighed:

Really, what happened to me that I haven't seen them fight for so many years? I guess I couldn't tell the whole story of Qing's birthday, so I climbed onto the kang, leaned around the quilt on the tip of the kang, and looked at Qing's birthday with both eyes. Seeing that he was still lying there with a lot of worries, he stretched out his feet to stab him.

What's wrong with you? You're upset? You have a lot of words to say, but you can't say anything. Although you shouldn't be exposed to your family's shame, you don't avoid Aunt Qiao. Just your father's words made you dare not tell me the truth. In your mind, your father's roar was still rumbling in a loud voice. The place where your father grabbed her arm was still a little sore. Isn't it just a cock? We have it too! My father's voice came out again, roaring in your ears again and again, knowing that your father's things were not so good, otherwise my mother wouldn't steal someone. When I thought of her, she stole someone. Her whole body was cold all over.

Strangely, I didn’t have the anger of my father in my heart, and I felt a little sour. When I remembered the scene of peeping, my mother was in a sensational manner at that time. I wonder if my mother looked like that under another man?

Thinking of this, Qingsheng suddenly found that he was a little erect and stood on the kang, which hurt so much. He moved and turned his head toward Aunt Qiao. What he touched was Aunt Qiao's warm soles. Maybe Aunt Qiao had just washed her feet. Her naked feet exuded a pleasant smell of soap. Five flush and pink toes twisted playfully, curled up and stretched out on Qingsheng's face to caress her.

Celebrating the birthday, he bit one, stretched out his tongue and licked it. Aunt Qiao smiled so much that she wanted to retract her feet, but she couldn't bear to let go of the feeling. She hummed in her mouth

The tip of the birthday tongue was running through each of Aunt Qiao's toes, and wrapped her toes in. I learned that Aunt Qiao's penis was like swallowing her cock, and tugging her lips up and down, sizzling like a popsicle. I can't stand it anymore! Aunt Qiao closed her eyes, and the numbness from her toes made her even more difficult to control. The vaginal fluid in her pussy slowly oozed out, and a wet heat dissipated between her legs. Aunt Qiao unbuttoned the buttons of her clothes, quickly took off her thin autumn pants, spread her legs, and exposed a ball of heat in the middle to the cool night air. Her hands were stretched to celebrate her birthday without force. It seemed that the birthday was the life-saving straw that celebrated her birthday crawling over, stretched her nose and sniffed her in the pile of pubic hairs. Aunt Qiao raised her butt,

It was tasteless, washed, but celebrated her birthday and said with a smile:

It's better to have the flavor, then I won't wash it next time, I'll keep it for you, and you'll be fucked to death! Qingsheng stretched out his tongue and swept it between Qiao Aunt's vagina. His two labia were sucked into his mouth and spit out again, like drinking a bowl of hot soup, and using his nose to press against a red meat pellet above the vagina, rubbing it.

Aunt Qiao suddenly felt soft and hurriedly held Qingsheng's head with one hand, grabbed her breasts with the other hand, squeezed and rubbed the nipple hard, and the more she rubbed her, she became more and more breathless. After a while, she was so ejaculated. The surging water flooded out, rubbing her mouth and faced with her mouth. The light reflected the crystal clear face.

Aunt Qiao sighed comfortably, squinted her eyes to look at the birthday celebration beneath her, and wiped her hands on her birthday face, saying:

You are getting more and more aware of it. Auntie can't serve you anymore. After saying that, she moved Qingsheng's body and took off his clothes and waited for Qingsheng to shine. Auntie Qiao covered her again and pinched Qingsheng's erect cock and put it in her mouth, saying vaguely:

The dick that celebrates birthday is so delicious! But my heart moved and asked:

Auntie, is my dick useful? Aunt Qiao raised a pair of slutty and affectionate eyes and looked at Qingqing's birthday, spitted her dick and said with a smile:

It's so useful! After saying that, he buried his head again, as if he was afraid that a flash of time, his cock would disappear and celebrate his birthday, but he felt a surge of force, turned over and sat up, and pulled Aunt Qiao and said:

Then I'll use it now! Aunt Qiao was just eager to do it, so she quickly leaned back, spread her legs wide, and held the two pieces of flesh in her black hair with her hands on her face, and said with a thirst face:

Then come, aunt wants to use it too. Celebrate her dick and carried Aunt Qiao’s two bare legs on her shoulders. She aimed at that place and slid in. Her strength was a bit reckless, which made Aunt Qiao tremble.

Ah! He shouted out with a sound of fear that the two sisters in the room would cover them with their hands when they heard this. He closed his mouth and only had a series of um...

Even though he was silent in celebration of his birthday, he buried his head and thrust hard in. His two naked bodies broke up and reunited in the quiet night.

Qingsheng suddenly remembered her mother again, and she was lying on the kang with her that night and was burning with desire. If she could enjoy this kind of cock, she wouldn't be beaten by her father, right? As she thought about it, Aunt Qiao under her body slowly turned into a mother, and she twisted and twisted on the kang, looking at herself with a pair of hairy eyes, moaning timidly in her mouth:

Celebrate your birthday... Come on, give your mother's dick! Celebrate your birthday was knocked down suddenly, and your mother's voice lingered in his mind, but it made him unable to suppress it for a while. It was like a burning fire poured on a bucket of oil, and it instantly evaporated. Ah! screamed, and the desire in his body rushed out of his body with the roar.

Aunt Qiao was enjoying a tight impact on her birthday, but she saw him trembling and ejaculated. She couldn't help but feel unsatisfied. She was just as a banquet was about to be overturned by someone when she was drunk. She wanted to complain. When she saw her birthday cat lying on him, her heart became soft but a sense of relief came.

Many days and birthday celebrations have not been so fast. Birthday celebrations are like a little wolf cub that cannot be fed. ÁÁ cried but there is no end. Aunt Qiao was almost tossed and skeletons were squeezing. She ejaculated several times. However, she kept moving her cock, like a tight clockwork, almost rubbing Aunt Qiao's skin. Aunt Qiao touched her lower body and couldn't help but worry: Is it too loose? I made her feel like I had a feeling of birthday celebrations? I asked her again. I could have been with Dali for so long? I smiled silly but never said that, which made Aunt Qiao even more convinced that it was her own reason. I couldn't help feeling disappointed. Looking at her birthday celebrations today, she didn't seem to be tired of her half-old Xu's body. Although she was not happy, she felt more relieved. What happened today? Aunt Qiao still couldn't help but hugged her birthday and asked. What's wrong?Qingsheng replied, raised his eyes and looked at Aunt Qiao in surprise. She kissed Qiaoqing's birthday, and then stretched down her hand and twisted Qingsheng's wet and slightly listless cock and said:

Why is this Ah so fast? Celebrating her birthday grin,

I don’t know what happened, but my aunt clamped her tightly! Aunt Qiao curled her lips, looking like she didn’t believe it. Of course, I knew whether her thing was tight or not, so I wouldn’t believe it. But Qingqing said this and she still made her happy. She subconsciously clamped her thighs, as if she was really like a tight curse.

Aunt is worried, afraid that you will get tired of fucking. Qingsheng thorned Aunt Qiao's arms, holding her mouth with her still swollen nipples, and sucking like a breastfeeding child while saying:

How can I be so easy to fuck me! Aunt Qiao was trembling with her trembling voice when she was shaking her mouth:

Good birthday celebration, is it good for aunt? Or is it good for Dali? It's good, good for me! Aunt Qiao gently slapped her ass on her birthday celebration and said:

Who said that? When asked who was good when you were sleeping with you? Suddenly, Aunt Qiao suddenly asked about this. It was a bit embarrassing for a while. It was said that Dali was young and beautiful, but she was still a little shy and dared not let go compared to Aunt Qiao. Although Aunt Qiao was a little older, she was very slutty when she was doing that. She thought about it for a long time and didn't know how to answer. Suddenly she remembered a word:

Everyone has their own merits! I made Aunt Qiao giggle,

Everyone has their own merits. After all, they are children from junior high school. It’s really not in vain to study. I laughed at the birthday celebration, but forgot about the ugly things at home. I turned over and got into Qiao Auntie’s body again.

Auntie, just fuck it again. Just fuck it! Aunt Qiao was teased by Qingsheng and was also filled with spring. It was not dry yet, but it was a little fresh. She rolled up and pressed Qingsheng under her.

It's time for Auntie to fuck you! Qingsheng stood up and swayed with his cock shakingly. Auntie Qiao's fingers grabbed it and split the two labia on her lower body. She pointed it at her waist and put it in most of the time, but the remaining half was left there, so that Qingsheng could see.

Does it look like a pig intestine is in my mouth? Aunt Qiao squatted on Qingsheng and was amused by his words, and she also curled her head and looked under her. The mouth on her upper body has not grown any longer, and she can't eat enough pig intestines for Qingsheng's birthday.

After saying that, he sank his butt and slowly squeezed his birthday cock in, panting and letting Qingqing look at it, look at it... I went in, and my aunt ate Qingqing...

Celebrating birthday was also excited. He thrust his body and inserted it in one go. Aunt Qiao shivered, her legs softened with a long moan, and her whole butt fell down. She sat down like a wooden stake that was stuck by an iron nail. She could no longer move. She just stiffened her upper body, and the two plump and soft breasts hanging on her chest were shaking, and she kept humming in her mouth.

Celebrating her birthday was a little impatient by Aunt Qiao's slutty look. Seeing Aunt Qiao's stagnant shaking into a ball, she hurriedly pushed her body upwards. Aunt... fuck Ah...

Aunt Qiao slowly woke up, moved her hips back and forth, feeling the hot and hard birthday celebration that the guy was shaking in and out of his body like a flexible loach in the wet and hot mud, and couldn't help but scream loudly. The cheerful and melodious voice was particularly fascinating in the quiet night.

Aunt Qiao didn't know how long she had been screaming, but she felt a cool breeze coming from behind her. She turned her head to look. The closed door opened a gap at some point. A head drilled into the gap and looked in quietly with a pair of crystal phoenix eyes with a smile on their faces...