Chapter 853 The Incest Incests of the Two Hutougou (Five)

The mother and the mother sucked each other mouth to the mouth, but they were suffocating even more and more. The mother's body seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, which made him feel a little tighter, and the air around him was filled with heat. The humming and panting of the mother in her ear made him soft.

Celebrating the birthday, his arms wrapped around his mother's back, twisted with strength, his obsessed big feet were still so understanding, and he gently turned his side, so his son turned up.

When the birthday was celebrated, it was like a fish in water. The raised lips were like a chicken pecking at rice on my mother's face. She kissed her big feet tightly and closed her eyes tightly. However, her eyebrows were frowned, leaving only her mouth slightly open, and she panted, and she couldn't suppress her throat and hummed in a series of light

I don't know when the quilt had been pushed aside, and it turned into a ball spread on the tip of the kang. The two of them didn't feel cold. The piled bodies had tiny sweat stains that oozed out. The big feet were so thin that the small jacket was so thin that it was just torn. Two buttons were opened, revealing a faint white chest in the middle of the two meat mountains. A ditch line was so clear under the dim light and shadow, which made Qingsheng couldn't help but want to bury it and smell the fragrance of sweat emitted from the two mountains.

Celebrating the birthday with two hands, and forked his fingers and pinched it softly, but his mouth was angry at the deep cleavage in the middle. His face was gently shaking, sucking and kissing. The two soft pieces of flesh on both sides trembled and were squeezed by him again, pressing tightly against his cheeks.

The big feet were even more unbearable by Qingsheng. She straightened her neck and pressed her head on the pillow, but her hand pressed her head on Qingsheng, rubbing her thick hair, pressing her tightly against her chest, as if she was about to press Qingsheng in like this, but she still couldn't stop her mouth and moaning.

The worms were still chirping one after another, but they were quiet at some point. It seemed that the insects that were already breathless after autumn were also disturbed by the inexplicable movements in the house and were even more tired. They were dormant in the corners of the walls and no longer wanted to waste a little energy. The old, one young, one mother and one son seemed to have endless strength to burst out, rushing and squirming but entangled together, and no longer wanted to tear open even a few slits of cracks.

After a while, Qingsheng finally raised his head, twisted the buttons left on his mother's gown, and untied them one by one. He was in a hurry but couldn't untied his big feet, but he touched them. He pushed his hand aside, untied it quickly, and then spread his two collars. His fleshy breasts suddenly lit up, and two nipples stood there like black dates, shaking gently, squirming beside Qingsheng's mouth.

Qingsheng rushed up suddenly, immersed one in his mouth impatiently, and then quickly spit out to find another. For a moment, he looked like a piglet with a trough, unable to put down this one and could not bear to let go of that one, so he kissed it back and forth, stretched out his tongue and licked it left and right, and then opened his mouth to hold the two heads, sucked it in his mouth, making his big feet unable to lie down again, and shouted and trembled happily on the kang...

The birthday cock swelled even thicker, like a stick that was constantly folded, stubbornly stuck on the kang. Although there was a soft mattress, it still hurt that Qingsheng Shengsheng felt pain. Qingsheng Shengsheng touched her lower limbs, and she took her long pants to her knees in two strokes, crawling towards her mother's body. Her blue veins were exposed outside, dragging her long pants on her long pants, rubbing her numbly, making her trembling tremble.

Big feet also felt something moving up with Qingsheng's body, hard as if it was like a plow stick, sliding on its body, and like a bar on the top of its thigh, it subconsciously spread its legs. The stick suddenly pressed against the place below, which seemed to be on fire, arching its head in, but it couldn't even arch even if it was arching.

This made Big Foot and Qingsheng anxious. Big Foot arched up and Qingsheng also sent her down desperately, but she always felt like she was wrapped around her big feet. Then she realized that she was still wearing autumn pants. She hurriedly shook her butt and pushed her son down. She stretched her hand irritably, pulled her waist and put her butt down. She finally took off one of the pants legs, and was still hanging on the other leg, and she split her in panic, revealing the wet, hot and smooth slit under the dark hair. She hurriedly pulled Qingsheng again.But his hand was still underneath. He stretched out his fingers and pinched the hot and thick guy who celebrated his birthday. He was shocked and said in his heart: Is this my son's dick? Why is this a 14 or 15 cm long? This... this... is too unreasonable? It's thick like a fluorescent tube on the top of his head. Son... Son... Son... My little enemy Ah! She couldn't let go and stroked her hand a few times, pressed her son's butt and hooked her waist, and then got together in two strokes.

Just after touching a little water stain, the dick was familiar with Qingsheng and was sent to her mother's pussy. Immediately, two objects were pressed into the socket like a plug, embedded in tightly, but a burst of lightning and thunder exploded in the hearts of the two people. The flowers and the mother couldn't help but hum, but the big feet were loud and gentle, but the birthday sound was low and powerful, one high and one low, like a rooster crowing, a sincere satisfaction and excitement emanating from the bottom of her heart.

...Daughter Ah...

Qingsheng couldn't help but shouted, and wanted to scream again, but was covered by his big feet's hands. Don't, don't call me mother!

Big feet said ashamedly

What's that called?

Birthday Question

Big feet were crazy, their thighs were spreading open, and their bent toes hooked up on the birthday egg again, and they said with a hoarse throat: Call, call Big feet... Call Big feet...

Big...Big feet...

Celebrate tentatively and twisted his body in. Big Foot became more and more excited by this cry. It seemed that it was no longer his son, but a young man who was full of vitality. This made Big Foot even more crazy and confused. He hugged his son's shoulders tightly, and his body arched into a bridge and said moaning: Yes, that's it, come Ah! Fuck Ah!

Celebrating her birthday is like an athlete who suddenly heard the order, twisted her butt and gently pulled her cock back from her mother's slipperyness, and then hit her hard...

Bang!

With a crisp sound from the ground, my big feet were pushed by this sudden sound. I shouted with satisfaction and shouted long: OK!

Like a hungry listener under the stage, he was suddenly seduced by a refreshing tone, and his blood was boiling but he was still unsatisfied.

I didn't expect to be encouraged by my mother so much. I suddenly became energetic. I pushed my big cock, which was not consistent with his age, and thrust hard. For a moment, I fucked my big foot so hard that I could hardly get angry. I couldn't say anything in my mouth. I could only keep red and shouting. My originally sweet voice was like a pig. I was crying like a pig.

Celebrating the birthday was lying on my mother's body, half-supporting her elbows, gritting her teeth and thrusting her vigorously while looking down at her mother's originally delicate and tender mother. At this time, her face turned twisted and changed shape, her brows frowned, her eyes were tightly closed, and her mouth was half open and half closed. The whistle that reached the sky and the earth finally turned into a crying voice.

This gentle mother, who was usually gentle, was lying under him tonight. She looked even more slutty than when she was licked by her father. She became a little dazed. A feeling that was indescribable made him feel a sense of unreasonable excitement and excitement. She made her birthday look like an alarm clock on a clock, and she could not stop for a while.

The sound of bangs and gurgling water stains were endless, and the excitement of big feet in the middle made the originally pure room stir as warm as the sky and the earth.

After pounding with force, Qingsheng could no longer help, and squirted out. At the same time, the big feet twitched into a ball, and felt a hot thing coming out of her body. She was just waiting for the squirting into Qingsheng. She slammed into two blows and burst into pieces. They were so happy like sparks. She was so comfortable from the inside and out that she couldn't help but tremble and screamed, shook her hair like crazy, and hugged her son tightly in her sweaty arms, making Qingsheng tremble like a thorny tremble with her, and hummed with her mouth: Comfort... Comfort... Comfort... Ah... My son...

That long-lost happiness made Dazu feel mixed emotions for a moment. A string of tears flowed down the corners of his eyes without realizing it, but a feeling of inexplicable sourness in his heart.

A birthday celebration that released all desires, but it was like a tired white fish jumping in the drained pond, panting, and lying on my mother without any strength.

After all, the child is a child, and it seems that he has endless strength. After ten minutes, the birthday celebration that has adjusted his breath began to be excited again. He climbed up on the old lady again, made a surprise move with his big foot, hurriedly hugged his son in his arms, and a pair of bulging breasts were shaking and being held in his mouth by his son. In the big foot's moans and heavy breathing, the two of them didn't know how to make a slight light appear in the sky to the east.

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Xiaoxiong asked: At that time, he was only fourteen or fifteen years old, or fifteen or sixteen years old. How big is his cock?

Ge Li kissed Xiaoxiong's purple-red glans and replied: It should be fifteen or sixteen centimeters! I was still young at that time, how could I measure how long and thick the boy's cock was... It's really similar to fluorescent tubes, and his cock is basically the same as yours. The purple-red and purple-red birthday pubic hair is not as much as Brother Xiong's, and it's not as bent like Brother Xiong. His pubic hair is straight.

Well! That's pretty much the same. Otherwise, based on the experience of your mother and Big Foot, if it were really a normal child, that little cock would not make these two women so happy! Xiaoxiong hugged Ge Li and applied shower gel, feeling the smoothness of the girl's skin with both hands

Brother Xiong...I... When you came last time... many of the things I said were not the truth. Don't you blame me, right?

No! At that time, I met you through Dayong, so it was normal for you to have some reservations!

Thank you, Brother Xiong! There are many things that cannot be known to Dayong. So far, Dayong still thinks that I was a virgin when I was with him.

Ge Li, I can understand you! I don’t think virginity is important, but Dayong seems to care a lot about the virginity when you were with him.

Well! You don’t know, when I first had sex with Dayong, Dayong saw my Luohong, did you know? His reaction was very strong, almost kneeling beside me, with tears in his eyes, and later I realized that he didn’t know where he heard from now on girls. Only in kindergartens had virgins to see me Luohong. He respected me as a god

Ge Li, I really hate men’s virgin complex!

I hate it too! But there is no way! You and I can’t change the concept of these people. Fortunately, the technology is developed now, so I only spent 800 yuan to undergo a hymen repair surgery, which made Dayong happy!

Alas... Xiaoxiong sighed and wiped Ge Li's back

Ge Li smiled and said: It seems like he was off topic?

Well... it's off topic! I've heard a lot of incest stories, and your story is the most convincing!

I just used some wonderful words in the scene. I took out the gorgeous words and the things in my bones were all there!

Well...you continue to say it! I like listening very much!

Well... Then I just said Ah!

Ge Li lifted up a handful of water with both hands and poured it on his neck

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From that day on, Qingsheng and her mother slept for three consecutive days, until her big feet finally stopped a little hungry and thirst, and she cherished her son's body, and finally persuaded Qingsheng to break up the kang.

Big feet experienced great joy and pain. Her body, which had been half hungry and half full for many years, became vibrant because her son became heavy and vibrant. She secretly amazes how this son, who is not visible on weekdays, had so many magical powers, and could lift her into the light sky again and again on three nights, and throw her into the chaotic abyss.

She seriously recalled the scene when she was with Fugui back then, and relived the occasional affair with Suo Zhu over and over again, but she couldn't think of even one time that could be compared with the current feeling. During those extremely happy times, she couldn't help but hug her son tightly and cried: You are not a personal Ah! You are a ghost Ah!

But Qingsheng was moved and said: I am a ghost! I am a ghost! I am a pervert who fucks my mother!

When she celebrated her birthday and went to school and left the house, she began to feel restless all day long. Thinking that the one who was busy with her all night was her own son, she felt a sense of unconcealed fear and shamelessness, which made her no longer dare to go out. Even when she saw Aunt Qiao who came to visit her, she became dodging her eyes and clumsy.

She twisted her flesh and scolded herself in her heart: Big feet, Ah big feet, you are so sexy! It's so sexy! No matter how stealing people to raise a man, you can't let your son get on! She made up her mind not to go to Gou Qingsheng again!

Every night, she was serving the birthday with a tight face and after dinner, she hurriedly packed up and entered the house. But as soon as she lay on the kang, she thought of the happy feeling, and she didn't have the courage to stumble to death. She let the birthday climb up quietly and thrust on her. She began to scream happily again, holding the cock that loved the dead man in Qing birthday again and again...

Alas! Big Foot sighed long, maybe this is fate, it should let his son hook his soul in his life. When I think about it, Big Foot felt a little more comfortable. God is the biggest, who can compete with the sky? Big Foot suddenly felt relieved. The heavy weight that has been pressed on my heart these days has become much more relaxed. It was faintly, and my body began to itch again. But I remembered something.

Maybe it was because I was so happy these days that I lost my shape. I just remembered that something was wrong today. By the way, why did this bastard do it? Not to mention the familiar ones, the sophisticated spirit doesn’t seem like a woman’s chubby!

Big feet muttered for a day, and the more I thought about it, the more I wondered. I had the intention to ask for a good birthday.

After looking at the sky, the drooping sun seemed to be weak as if it was sucked, and was about to fall to the west. She stretched her head and looked at the door, thinking about why she hadn't come back yet for the birthday celebration?

Aunt Qiao was also looking at the distance from her doorstep. She hadn't seen the birthday celebration for several days. I don't know what happened.

These two days, I went to Dajiao's yard to turn around, but Dajiao became absent-minded, which made Aunt Qiao think a little more: Did Bigjiao find out about the birthday celebration? But it didn't look like Erli, did she see Erli, did she see her birthday celebration at school? Erli said she saw her, and Aunt Qiao asked her again for her birthday. Erli shook her head and said she didn't say anything, but she was still like that. Aunt Qiao felt relieved.

The world was about to get a face, and she urged Dali to celebrate her birthday and come to eat. Dali refused to go there and glared at her, but Dali smiled strangely at her, which seemed to be ashamed of her being slutty again. Aunt Qiao was so angry that she copied a broom to chase her. Dali hugged her and whispered in her ear: Don’t think about that unscrupulous person, why don’t I help her?

After saying that, the princess jumped out with a smile, making Aunt Qiao blush at that time, but after being so funny about Dali, her thighs were really faintly regained.

Is it really a conscienceless? Or, tired of us mother and mother? Aunt Qiao suddenly became more restless. The thing she feared the most was that the young man was really bored after all, and the little things on the kang slowly made her birthday lose interest. What if it was that way? Aunt Qiao was thinking about the tricks these two days, and the three of them were busy that day. It seemed that it was really satisfying to celebrate her birthday. Logically speaking, she should like her birthday, so she secretly gave up her face to discuss with Dali. As a result, Dali was embarrassed and remembered these things. Aunt Qiao's butt began to twitch. Aunt Qiao was even more angrily: Auntie's asshole was so easy to play with, why did you lose your conscience?

The two women were looking at each other with their own thoughts. At the end of the dirt road, there were children in groups of three or three running and jumping happily.

The three children came back together, and they were riding a car with their birthdays. Erli was carried on the beam in front, and Dali sat on the back and forth. The middle birthday was bowed and his waist was swollen and his face was pedaled.

Seeing the door from afar, I sighed a long sigh, and urged Dali down with relief: I'm here, I'm here, hurry up, I'm so tired

Dali jumped down lightly, and she didn't forget to slap the back of her birthday. She's small, are you tired?

Small body? Why don’t you say you are as fat as a pig?

Celebrating my birthday was panting, but I still had something in my heart that I didn't dare to say it in front of Erli: Little body? I still fuck you so hard!

Aunt Qiao came up from afar, smiled like a flower, and hit Dali's butt, held Erli down the beam, and then pulled her sleeve to sweat on Qingsheng. She was slapped in her mouth, but blamed her daughter and said: Why can't you two go by yourself? Look, Qingsheng is so tired.

Celebrate with a giggle and got out of the car. Dali curled her lips and twisted her lips to walk into the yard, muttering quietly: Positively! Seeing the two daughters entering the yard, Aunt Qiao came close to Celebrate, quietly twisted her birthday, and said in a low voice: Why haven’t you come these two days? Don’t you miss Aunt anymore?

Celebrating his birthday, he still grinned. Seeing Aunt Qiao's pretty face lost her smile but looked sad and resentful, her heart suddenly became tight, and she felt a little sad. She quickly explained in a low voice that she was about to take the final exam and that her mother would not let herself run away madly.

Aunt Qiao thought about it, it was true that the child’s schooling was a big deal, so she must not delay it. She finally cleared her depression for a few days and asked again: Is it Sunday tomorrow, will I rest?

Qingsheng nodded and said rest. Aunt Qiao happily told her to ask Qingsheng to come tomorrow. After making dumplings for you, Auntie pushed the cart home. Before entering the house, she turned around and glanced at Qingsheng for a while. She threw her eyes from afar and shook her heart tightened. She wanted to pounce on her and do it directly.

When I entered my house, I saw the main room was steaming hot. I knew my mother was cooking. I shouted loudly at the high door of the birthday party. I turned around and closed the yard door and stopped inserting the door. Then I carried my schoolbag into the house.

Through the winding steam, I saw my mother bowing on the chopping board layer by layer with rolled dough, and then took a knife and cut it into pieces. The sound of the knife was beautiful and pleasant, like a string of urgent drum beats echoing in the room.

Qingsheng leaned over, hugged her mother's waist, pressed her face tightly against her back, and then reached out to touch her plump breasts, rubbed her gently, making her big feet stiffen her back, closed her mouth and hummed gently, saying: Qingsheng, isn't you naughty?

Mom, I've thought about it...

With her big feet straightened, her muscles and bones were rubbed by Qingsheng one after another. She forced herself to persuade her: ... Wait a minute, I will wait until my mother cooks the meal

Qingsheng shook his head stubbornly, and stretched his hand down, twisting up and down the thighs through his pants, twisting his pussy that was big feet hot. Qingsheng's other hand untied the belt on his waist

The big feet felt the bound flesh suddenly relaxed a lot. A cold hand reached in. The coolness made the big feet tremble all over. The thighs that were originally clamped couldn't help but open a slit. The hand was stuffed in. Through the dense hair, it actually covered the tender flesh. The fingers were still gently hooking, spreading the slit of my pussy as much as possible, like a plow that was slowly wet.

When I celebrated my birthday, I felt my mother's pussy was soaked little by little, like a pickaxe and digging out a clear spring. The water splashed out and flowed out. After a while, I drowned my fingers for the birthday.

Big feet could hardly stand any longer, and their legs were sore and weak by their son, so they had to use both arms to hold them on the chopping board, gasping for breath, and couldn't help but think: You guys, you're going to kill my mother.

Celebrating the birthday with a bad smile, unhurriedly untied her pants, took out her already thick cock, clanging like a hammer, and put her hand on her waist, rubbing and pulling her pants down with her big feet

The big feet were sprinkled with white-faced hands twisted and dodged, saying: Stop making trouble, mother is cooking

Celebrating her birthday ignored her, she still pulled down her waist and pulled out her mother's round butt in a few moments. The two plump butt eggs were trembling and exposed to the outside, densely packed with a layer of tiny goose bumps, big feet Ah!

He shouted, not sure whether it was surprise or joy, but he never moved again, just stood on the chopping board and gasped and said: You bad guy! You bad guy!

Qingsheng hurriedly held his cock, aimed at the deep ditch in his buttocks and squeezed it inside, but he was not sure of it, so he hurriedly pressed his mother's body down.

Big feet had to lie down, and their entire upper body lay on the chopping board, sticking out their butt like a millstone, but their two white and pink thighs stood there and shivered.

After a while, seeing that the hot cock of the birthday celebration was still arching like a headless fly, I was a little anxious. I hurriedly took my hand to the back, plucked two fat buttocks, revealing the dark and shiny buns of black hair in the middle extended from the front. When I arrived here, I had gradually become sparse, but still spotted on both sides of the slit, winding to the asshole, and water overflowed, tying the sparse and curly hair into groups of three or five and sticking to the dark brown meat. The slit of the slit was like a river clam, which opened and closed with bright light and trembling, making the pink tender flesh inside appear faintly

Big feet raised their butt up again. After Celebrating the Birthday, I pinched my cock and lowered my body and aimed my head, which had already swelled purple and red, at my mother's pussy. Seeing that the place was as shiny as a small mouth touching honey, I became very childlike and didn't rush to stuff it in, but I was carrying my cock and rubbing it between the smooth and greasy slit.

The slutty water was covered with his cock and was smeared elsewhere, as if it was covered with mud and covered with the roof, making my mother's pussy messy for a moment.

But his big feet became more and more anxious and short of breath. He stretched out his hand and touched them anxiously, urging him repeatedly: What are you doing, hurry Ah! Quick Ah!

Seeing that my mother was impatient, Qingsheng had a bad idea. She put her hand on her hips and rubbed her dick against her vagina. What's the point? You have to beg me!

After saying that, he grinned sly, and his big foot was so annoyed that he almost stuck out his butt and arched his horse, squeezing his throat and said: You are an immoral child! Keep it tight, don’t feel uncomfortable!

If not, you have to ask for it!

I am used to listening to Aunt Qiao's lewd words, and I hope that my mother can say those blushing words.

The big feet were lying there, and the dick was already panting, and the cock was so hot that it was fixed there, but she didn't move it half way inside. She arched her butt to get it. The thing dared to hide, but it was just right, Ruoliuoli, making her big feet so anxious that she had to ask hatefully: Is it unethical... you said... what did you ask for?

Anyway, please do whatever you want

I thought about it again after celebrating my birthday, and it will be as long as I hear it!

You are a knife-killing thing!

Big feet gritted their teeth with hatred, and they were determined to lift their pants, but they were really reluctant to let go of the happiness that was within their reach, so they had to make a fuss and say: Zhong... Please, little ancestor!

Qingsheng shook his head, lifted his anus and let his cock jump up, and then tapped it again on the slit of his mother's pussy, making her feet tremble. No! She didn't say anything to ask for anything!

The big feet were panting, and used their strength to arch their body and raise their fat butt higher. They gritted their teeth and shouted: Please fuck me! Are you there?

I was happy to celebrate my birthday, and I held my dick in, right, let me say a few more words

This time, my big feet made me tremble and my heart trembled even more violently. I simply took the initiative and moaned regardless of my previous face and said: ...Please...Little ancestor, please...Fuck me!

What to fuck?

Fuck... fuck...

Big feet were anxious and hungry, and clenched their fists and pounded on the chopping board. Please fuck your pussy! Fuck your pussy...

Before I could finish my birthday, my dick celebrating my birthday was stuffed in like a cannon...

The instant fulfillment makes big feet Ah!

He screamed, his whole body trembled like a sieve. So Ah, just like that, come Ah! Fuck Ah! It's so exciting...

How exciting! How exciting!

Celebrating the birthday, as if I was encouraging myself, and hitting my mother's plump butt again and again as if I was hitting the bell below.

The water in the pot on the stove boiled away, and the lingering steam was steaming in the room. The bubbled water made a gurgling sound, but it could not hide the two-step slam sound and the humming with a strong sense of rhythm between the big feet.

Fuck... fuck... fuck your mother to death! fuck your feet to death!

Big Foot closed her eyes tightly, and she was already incoherent. She imagined that the cock like a hammer was entering and out of her pussy, would it be like a pile inserted into the mud? Or like kneading dough, clenching her fists into the wet dough, squeezing white slurry and foaming? She suddenly felt that she was really the mud or the batter. Her son's dick was the pinch and fist, pounding it in and pressing it into her heart, making her cry almost happily: Ah, what a good thing! Why did she remember to ask for it at this time! Big Foot was really regretful, but when she thought about the excitement in the future, it was her own, and she would have it at any time! She could do it at any time!

It’s so good, it’s so good! It’s so good!

Big feet couldn't help but scream. My son's dick was so good that it made my mother feel so comfortable!

Are you comfortable?

Celebrating her birthday with her waist up and asked her a question

Comfortable...comfortable...comfortable...comfortable...comfortable...comfortable...comfortable...comfortable...

Celebration of the birthday holds my mother's waist with both hands, staring at her butt with her eyes tightly. Every time she hits, the two petals of flesh would tremble with her mother's humming. He seemed to be brewing the next attack, and it became more fierce and fierce. My mother's screams were never so proud. Seeing her mother being fucked by him like a bitch in love, her usual reserve and majesty were gone at this time. The feeling was even more exciting than Shuangbai. He almost turned red. He grinned his teeth and bulged his cheeks and inserted it with strength. Every time he fucked her, she couldn't help but sigh. The place where the two of them had sex was splashed.

Fuck your slut! Fuck your slut! Is it comfortable?

Comfortable!...Fuck, fuck my mother's slut, let Celebrate the Birthday fuck...

Can you fuck every day?

OK! Fuck you every day... Let you fuck you every day...

The hot room was filled with increasingly intense lewd voices from the mother and the two of them echoed in the hot room. The white face on the chopping board was stained with the white face. The water in the pot had already been burned dry at some point...

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It was windy at midnight, and the withering leaves were swept by the wind. The originally bright moon was half-covered by the clouds floating in. The dizzy moonlight was still tenaciously lit up, and the blocked clouds were inlaid with flickering gold edges.

In the night, somebody's dog roared irritably from afar, causing Dahei to jump out of the dark corner, and shouted a few times in dissatisfaction. He heard that there was no movement anymore, and finally hummed with satisfaction, and curled up next to the warm stove.

In the room, the big feet and son who were still breathing and celebrating their birthday were still sweating in a pile. The two breathing mouths were gathered together from time to time, and kissed each other with a slight kiss.

The two of them were still connected. Qingsheng wanted to pull themselves out, but the mother hugged her big feet tightly and her legs were still spread high. She put them on Qingsheng's waist and locked his buttocks, like an old hen with wings spreading her wings to protect the chickens. The cock that was holding Qingsheng's birthday tightly on her body slowly wilted, slid out without saying a word, but the big feet were cushioned and were holding it up, hoping that the rare thing that was terrible was put inside for a while.

Come out!

Qingsheng knew what my mother was thinking, but she still felt that her guy was like a tire that was breathing, shrinking little by little. Finally, he slammed, and squeezed against the wet door with a drooping head. So he whispered in his ear and said something, but he was a little embarrassed.

Big feet also felt a coolness below, and something gushed out, like beer with a lid on it. The foam water flowed down the crotch, and then she let out her legs and put it on the kang with a bang.

After Qing finished her body, her big feet felt weak but comfortable all over, and she no longer wanted to move. Her limbs were stretched out and she lay lazily. Alas...

A long sigh came out from the bottom of my heart, revealing so relieved and satisfied.

Mom, please help you wipe it?

After a while, Qingsheng turned sideways, his face shining bright eyes.

Big feet, um, rubbed the sore arms, used strength to lift the quilt, slashed the legs and exposed the lower body to wait for birthday celebration

Celebrating in the darkness, copied a soft thing and smeared it over, and carefully applied it on my mother's pussy bit by bit. It was almost gone, and it rubbed the wet thing into a ball, threw it away at the end of the kang, pulled the quilt again, wrapped myself and my mother in, curled up like a lazy cat and snuggled it in my mother's arms, and naturally touched my breasts again, twisting it casually on it.

The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and it roared and passed through the window. The window lattice that was not very tightly blew, but the room was very quiet, no longer as noisy and lively as before.

Celebrating your birthday!

Big feet called out softly, celebrated her birthday, and looked at her mother.

Big feet used force to tighten the birthday, put it in his ear, and said: "My mother, please ask you something, don't lie."

Nodded with birthday celebration

He lowered his head and stared at the birthday celebration intently, saying: Have you ever fucked a woman?

I don’t know why my mother suddenly asked this question. She felt a little thumping in her heart. She didn’t know how to answer. She shook her head subconsciously, but she was a little panicked.

Big Foot was still staring at the birthday celebration, and his tone suddenly changed, and he returned to his previous sternness: Don’t lie!

No...no Ah!

Qingsheng felt agitation. From childhood to adulthood, he always urged to lie, but every time he was seen through by his mother, and then he was beaten and scolded. My mother could tolerate all his mistakes but never allowed him to lie. This made Qingsheng not so righteous every time he paniced.

Let’s talk about it?

Big feet widened their eyes, but their hands grabbed the weak cock under the birthday, pulled it, and pulled it to celebrate the birthday. Oh!

He said a word and asked again: Say! Is it?

Qingsheng tried to shake his head, but he opened his mouth and told the truth: Yo...yes...

Big feet asked tightly: Say! Who!

I could never hide it from the birthday celebration again, so I just made up my mind, but I still didn't dare to say that Aunt Qiao, but I just stumbled and called Dali out.

It was Dali, no wonder he mentioned the marriage of his wife to him that day that day, he wanted Dali. Thinking of Dali's porcelain face and fox-like face, he felt a hint of jealousy. He let out his hands in a bad mood and touched his increasingly loose belly. Dali's feet didn't know what to say for a while, but just laying lazily.

After a long time, I asked again: When was this happening? Why didn’t I know?

A day has come

I said, why do you always run to that yard during this period? It turns out that someone is hooking you

Big Foot said thoughtfully, "Do you Qiao Auntie know this?"

Know Ah!

Seeing that my mother was not angry, she was a little proud, Qiao Auntie didn't care about it

I don't care about this slutty pussy?

Dajiao laughed when she heard this, but she still didn't believe it. Her daughter asked us to celebrate our birthday and go to bed, so she didn't care?

No matter Ah!

Celebrating the birthday quickly said, thinking to myself: Don’t talk about my daughter, she let me sleep by herself

Big Foot was still talking to himself: I was thinking about you and Erli, but I never thought you had sex with Dali.

I suddenly remembered something and celebrating my birthday. What did you do? Don't worry

What else can I do, just do it

Celebrating your birthday blinked in confusion. What could happen?

What can happen? What can you do if you have a big stomach!

What a big belly?

Pretending to be stupid in birthday celebration, pursing his lips and laughing secretly, thinking: Who is Aunt Qiao? Life is accurate, but I can't say this in front of my mother, so I have to pretend to be stupid

My big feet were so scared that they almost sat up. You are so brave. You dare to do this if you don’t understand it?

What's there? Isn't that mother afraid of big belly?

Qingsheng glared at two big eyes, flipped it over, and asked his big feet for a moment and said angrily: "What do you guys do to me?" Can you compare with me? Dali or my daughter, I am all old girls, can I be the same?"

Why is that different? It’s not the same!

Qingsheng muttered in a low voice, and was so angry that his big feet twisted the flesh on his butt. He chuckled into his mother's arms, opened his wet mouth and took the nipples of Big Foot. The soles of Big Foot suddenly shrank, and he was still counting: You are a slut, you don't know anything, you can't understand even if you tell me.

Qingsheng bit something in his mouth and said vaguely: If you can't understand, stop talking... Mom, I still want...

Big Foot was startled and hurriedly pushed him out: You still want it? It's been several times, don't you want to live?

But he was reluctant to give up on his birthday. He used his hands and mouth to smell greasy on his big feet, making his big feet go up and down. He was about to get excited. He quickly whispered: No, celebrate your birthday, I can't hold it anymore. Besides, if you touch it, it's swollen there

Qingsheng stretched out his hand and touched it down, but wiped it with a wet sticky body, raised his head and smiled at his mother: It's not swollen, it's wet

He spoke with shame and slapped the birthday egg on his butt: It's not OK to be wet!

Celebrating her birthday ignored her, broke free from her big feet's hug, rubbed her bulge under the quilt, and slapped her face under the crotch of her big feet, pulled her pubic hair, and stuck her tongue out, licking it like a paparazzi...

Big feet felt a stream of evil fire igniting like a beast. With a humming sound, he stood up, his legs trembled on the kang and trembled with lifelessness, and he kept chanting in his mouth: I'm going to die... I'm going to die... Living ancestor Ah...

He celebrated his birthday but was muffled and asked in the quilt: Is it so exciting?

Great! Great...

Big feet couldn't say the whole sentence, but in the end they were made to scream high and low by a tongue that celebrated their birthday.

Qingsheng became more and more interested, but she licked the wrong place. She smelled the fishy heat and turned the two pieces of meat in the bush and fell over it. She stretched out her tongue desperately, searching the slipperiest and the most greasy crack and exploring it deeper. She was like a lively loach, wiping around in a pond, sifting the chaff like a cramp and slitting the bones. She couldn't bear it anymore. She scratched her hands and reached in, pushed Qingsheng and pulled it up. While screaming happily, she felt that all the water in her body seemed to be flowing out along her pussy.

...bad species...bad species, why would you get Ah...

She shook her head and said, her hair was shaking and shaking it even more messy. For some reason, she suddenly remembered the black ram on the river bank at noon and the red peppers under the black ram. The pepper became bigger and bigger and turned into the round and thick rod to celebrate the birthday. She opened her mouth unconsciously and stuck her tongue to lick it, but she couldn't lick anything. She was so anxious that she couldn't help but shouted: …Cherishing birthday, mother wants...Mom wants Ah...

Celebrating his birthday raised his face covered with vaginal fluid and asked with a whisper: What do you want? What do you want?

Mom wants to...I want to celebrate my birthday

Qingsheng quickly climbed up from below, held his cock at his mother's pussy and inserted it in. I immediately felt a smooth and smooth ball of heat wrapped the cock tightly. It was better than Aunt Qiao. The flesh hurts but it was comfortable, just like being tightly clamped by a pair of hands, making him unable to hold it in a moment of movement. But it was so good. At the beginning, Qingsheng often felt difficult. He was determined to toss but always trembled and ejaculated without much. At that time, she saw that she had just come.Son, I was crazy and confused and enjoyed it. This made Qingsheng a little reluctant and didn't want her to feel uncomfortable even if she didn't say anything, but Qingsheng always noticed the slightest regret in her eyes and movements. Besides, Qingsheng liked the crazy thing when she saw her mother twitching and trembling on the kang, and she didn't care about anything she said, Qingsheng was excited and satisfied for no reason. Sometimes the fun was even better than the pleasure brought by thrusting around her mother's body.

Therefore, we often endure the birthday celebration, put more thoughts elsewhere, extend the time as much as possible, and experience the restraint that my mother endured to slowly relax and completely collapse, just like a mountain made of mud and sand on the riverside with her friends. She spent her energy piled up higher and higher, but she enjoyed the stimulation of the moment when it collapsed.

The only regret is that during this process, my mother seemed a little restrained and often she couldn't bear it, so she took the initiative to ask for it. This made Qingqing feel a little dissatisfied. She felt that her mother still didn't completely relax and did not completely treat Qingqing as her own man. When he peeked at her mother and father, she was not like this. She was so rude at that time.

Every time, Qingqing would think of Aunt Qiao and Dali. The scene of the three of them struggling on the kang made Qingqing excited when she remembered her.

Ah …… Ah ……

My mother's screams became more and more rapid. After coming to her senses, she felt that her cock had grown a lot bigger again. She hurriedly pushed her hard. She carried her legs on her shoulders at some point, spreading her white shoulders, making her soft body completely fit on her belly. It was extremely labor-saving to insert it. Every move seemed to be able to push her to the bottom. She pushed her up and down. The two balls of flesh spread out on her chest were flying up and down. The two nipples seemed to be wide-opening eyes, spinning around.

Perhaps it was too tired, and the moans on the big feet were no longer so loud, but there was a gentle and melodious cry, echoing in the room, occasionally suddenly grabbing Qingsheng's arm, and just pulling it so hard, as if I was afraid that Qingsheng would suddenly pull away, and the two high-rise legs were also tightly hooked on Qingsheng's neck, thrusting the thick lower body against the rushed and violent impact. Every time I hit it, I made a crisp sound of a slap, which shocked the black in the outer room, and occasionally jumped out and shouted uneasyly.

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This kind of life is very comfortable. During the day, my mother and child are filial to the same filial piety as usual. At night, I got into a bed, and howled until the middle of the night, my feet slowly felt relieved. The little things on the kang became more and more calm and happy. The burden that was hidden in my heart had long been lost by a tight and happy wave. I turned like a newly married wife. After celebrating my birthday, my feet began to feel itchy. I looked forward to the sun and quickly fell down. I would go on the kang early with my birthday.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. Seeing that it was Nian'er, Fugui was back. Although his father had such a thought to celebrate his birthday, when he really returned home, he still felt that it was not that kind of thing. He told his mother quietly, and his big feet were a little awkward, so he agreed to have a period of calm and stopped for the rest of the day. Anyway, Fugui would have to go through a few days, and good days are still long.

However, one day later, when I was celebrating my birthday in the middle of the night, I couldn't help but open the door, but I was looking at the big feet, the two of them looked like a pair of cats that were springing. They immediately hugged each other and tore up on the kang, just to make this party shorter and more careful, probably letting the wealthy sleeping in the room know

But after being careful for only two days, Fugui still knew

It was a night with half the moon. Fugui woke up and got up in a daze. He got out of the house in a daze. He thought he was going outside to relieve his hands. He turned around and was about to continue sleeping. But unexpectedly, he heard the door of the house that celebrated his birthday opened. In the past, Fugui would not go to heart. But this day, he was so stupid that he could not take his heart. He quickly heard the sound abnormal. On weekdays, the door was sounding sharply, with only a short sound. But this time the sound was gentle and slowly, like an eight-year-old child pushing a big millstone. Fugui's head buzzing. He sat up, pulling his shoes and looking into the opposite house through the crack of the door.

He saw that the door that opened a narrow gap in the birthday party was slowly closed.

It was ruined, and the two of them were really out of control. Fugui said in his heart that Fugui was not a sudden fever at the beginning. He turned over and thought about it for several days, but he still felt that the feline was broken in his own pot, and the fat water also poured his own fields. It was much better than watching Tianer's guard against running outside with big feet, but he said that it was done and then again, and suddenly came to his eyes. Fugui's heart was really like a five-flavor bottle. He had all the smells left and was gone these days, and Fugui was not unthinking.But every time I think of these, Fugui is inevitable to fight between heaven and earth. On the one hand, I hope that it will be as he thought. It will be a good thing when he is not with my mother. It will be indifferent to my mind. But more of it, I hope that this kind of thing will not happen. My mother and her son are really messy when they sleep. If others know about this, the family of three will be shameless and will be in the end. Fugui doesn't know what he hopes. He mutters every day, and hesitates and suffers no less than others.

Now, there is no time to think about anything, but they really get it

Listen, maybe I guessed wrongly. Fugui fumbled on his clothes and slowly opened the door.

The door of the east house is the same as that of the west house. There is a window of the size of a slab on the door. Fugui wanted to move a bench and climb up to see it. He saw that the darkness on it gave up and touched the door and lowered his body, pressing one ear tightly on the door.

Although the rich guy is not that good, his ears are very good. As soon as he put it on, he heard the movements in the room clearly for a moment. The aging heart in his chest jumped up like when he was alive back then. It was the first time he heard someone’s window. He didn’t expect that men and women would do such a thing, not only the sound of sleeping on the kang, but also the low roar of men full of strength, the continuous moans of women filled with happiness, the sound of slapping and the sound of water that collided with flesh...

He had never heard these sounds carefully as a bystander. His short and short sexual experience was far and vague. The rest of the days were just relying on one hand and tongue to continue the sexual matters that were chewing wax to Big Foot. He had no feeling. He was more of a sense of nervousness and conscientiousness. Even so, he could not help but be cold and decisive. As a man, the energetic galloping had been over ten years. He almost forgot what kind of scene it was when he was on Big Foot. Today, the sudden movement really shocked him like an old man who had been trekking in the desert for many years. When he was about to lose sight of it, he couldn't help but stop and watch and be intoxicated!

The movement in the room was a little less. Fugui probably missed any detail and pressed his ears tighter. He heard his big feet snorting slowly, as if he was hooked back to his soul, and then muttered in a low voice about celebrating his birthday and asked: What's wrong? It's here?

Then I heard Bigfoot say lazily: It's here, but it's still not enough

Celebrating the birthday said: I haven't arrived yet, mom will help me with it

Then there was a slight movement, and I heard Dajiao say: Why did this birthday celebration last so long?

Celebrating the birthday said: I'm holding it over, I'm afraid my mother will feel uncomfortable

Big Foot said: It's so good to celebrate your birthday, I know it's love for you

Then he sucked and spitted out loud for a long time before he heard Big Foot say again: Why are you so hard today? You're so big

Celebrating his birthday laughed and said: It’s so comfortable to fuck, where is the mother, is it comfortable?

Comfortable, more and more comfortable

After a while, he said, "Mom is itchy again, let's do it again."

Celebrating his birthday laughed: Why is my mother always itchy? What kind of pussy is this?

Big Foot also smiled and said: What kind of pussy do you think of? I just want to make my birthday fuck every day

Fugui listened to the lewd voices of the two girls in the room, as if someone had punched her in his heart, and it was like drinking half a pound of burning a knife. As blood surged on his forehead, he collapsed with panting, making his body sit heavily on the ground. He tilted again, hitting the door frame and hitting the movement in the room immediately stopped.

Fugui then remembered his identity. He blushed for no reason. He wanted to hear it for a while, but he was afraid that his big feet would suddenly come out, so he had to quietly go back to his house.

The next morning, when he saw Big Foot, he noticed her face full of shame that could not be concealed. However, Fugui should do whatever he should do, just as nothing happened at night.

The next night, Fugui heard the big foot tiptoe and tear down the kang again, and heard the sound of the door in the opposite house slowly opening and closing. He then touched the main hall and listened to the whole process of the mother and son having fun.

In the days that followed, Fugui became addicted to this matter every night, although he lay down early, he could not fall asleep immediately. He kept his ears and listened to the movements beside him. Once he found that Big Foot had gotten up, he followed Big Foot and birthday party like a night tour. It was not every day. It was always the last time every few days.

This interval even gave Fugui a kind of dissatisfaction and a kind of expectation. Several times he fell asleep due to sleepiness. The sound he heard was already heavy on the kang again, and he regretted it so much that he couldn't do it.

In fact, I had already discovered his peeping at him, and after I found out, I didn't see him stop or scold him. I knew that what he said was true, and when I saw him eavesdropping outside the door every time, I also glimpse Fugui's heart seven or eight points.

At first, it was a little uneasy, and I always felt that the eyes in the dark were eyeing the light, and then I got used to it. The two of them actually felt the fun from it. They tossed and gradually stopped treating him as an obstacle. Instead, they used it as a igniting agent for desire, and consciously made the movement louder and louder.

One night, the mother and son even turned on the lights, and placed the two tossed and turned lights in front of Fugui in shock. They knew that there was a window on the door that was enough for Fugui to see clearly and clearly. They borrowed the light that was lighted up for the first time, allowing Fugui to see the visual image of his closest two people lingering on the kang, and the vivid and strange movements of celebrating the birthday and the movements of big feet.He was reluctant to leave that day. He even hoped that the two of them would keep working so that he could keep looking at the mother and son in the house. He probably knew that there was such a peeper on the window, and he was actually looking in his direction together. Dayouwei felt a little embarrassed when he performed the performance. He quietly touched his house and lay down without hesitation. He rubbed his soft things with his hands and fell asleep unwillingly.

On many nights later, the small window often had a light on one side, and the light filtered by glass illuminated the yellow, a bearded face. The mother and son in the house were scraped and thought about what new posture to use to make the two of them happier.

The methods of having sex for birthdays were taught by Aunt Qiao. She learned and sold it now. She relied on her young body and never knew that her tired feet had limited knowledge. Fortunately, her instinctive needs made her know how to be more comfortable. Her son was also responsible. She asked for it without any fatigue. The mother and mother went from the kang to the ground, and then she tore it from the ground and fell on the kang. For a moment, the room was screaming and screaming, making her rich man scratch her cheeks when she saw her outside.

Life in the village households is like a big wheel, slowly turning Ah to Ah, and turning to Nian. This place is very convenient and difficult. People say that they are waiting for the New Year to come but reaching a hurdle. When they crossed this hurdle, everyone stared at each other and gritted their teeth. Finally, the wheel was crushed. People breathed a sigh of relief and opened their eyes to look at it: Oh, it's a new year again!

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That Spring Festival that year, Dali Erli's father Ge Hongbing did not come back. He said that a severe snow disaster occurred in a certain area. His troops went to support the disaster area. This really made Aunt Qiao feel heartbroken. Recently, this child rarely came here because Dali Erli has been on the winter vacation, especially Erli. As long as the birthday celebration comes, she will stick to her side and ask questions, making Aunt Qiao and Dali fuck her, and now her man will not come back for the New Year. Then her pussy will be too idle for the whole month of the first month.

Qingsheng also changed a lot. He was one year older and had fucked a woman's pussy, and there were more than one. This made Qingsheng regard himself as a man in his heart. Since a real man became a man, he could no longer have the mother's decision on big and small things in his family like in previous years. He just learned the donkey in the road and heard the shouting. During the leisurely days before and after the New Year, although he was busy with his mother, when he arrived at school, he always felt restless when he looked at his classmates who were both good at learning and teacher, and he felt ashamed of God in the sky.Men should use their strength to study on the land, not always on women. Although Aunt Qiao is coquettish, smart and charming, and Mother is so understanding, she has experienced all kinds of wonderful tastes on them. But after all, she has to earn money from eating and drinking, and Mother and Dad have worked hard for half her life, Aunt Qiao's family also needs to take care of her. Qing Biography consciously feels that the burden on her shoulders will be heavier. He wants to carry the two families. This is his unshirkable responsibility.

Besides, sooner or later, you have to marry Dali, and build a new house to build a new house to make your future life more smooth. This requires money, and to earn more money, you have to rely on your own ability to scratch the books often say: Knowledge changes destiny

However, celebrating your birthday is known for yourself. It is impossible to change your destiny by studying in this life. He cannot compare with Dali. Dali is born to be the fate of learning. Every homework is the best in the whole school. But celebrating your birthday thinks that your brain is working well, and you still have the strength to celebrate your birthday. I believe that with these things, you have to make a huge family business to let your parents enjoy the happiness, and let your concubines and sisters live a few days of comfortable life.

On New Year's Eve, the family made delicious New Year's Eve dumplings, and steamed around the kang table full of delicious food. Dajiao opened a bottle of wine brought back by Fugui, and put it on all three of them. If I had never thought about having a birthday party in previous years, it seemed that this year was really different. Dajiao naturally got a cup of birthday party without thinking. Fugui also took it for granted.

The meal was warm and harmonious. The three of them talked about each other and talked about the family, recalling the past days and outlining the future life, listening to their parents planning what to do next year, and interjecting a few words from time to time, and giving their father a few good ideas, which made Fugui very happy. He said that this birthday celebration was really big and his feet were filled with affectionate celebration, and then he quietly twisted a handful of them underneath.

This is the first time I have been involved in the family when I celebrated my birthday. The more I talked, the more excited I became. Finally, I opened my heart and told Dajiao and Fugui that I would not plan to go to school after graduating from junior high school.

Fugui didn't say anything, and drank and ate vegetables quietly. At first glance, he was a little surprised. He frowned and didn't want to celebrate his birthday. He drank a sip of wine. He talked with his mother carefully. It made sense. Birthday celebration is not a material for studying. He has a smart head but has no intention of sitting in the classroom. He passed the five entrance exams, but four of them failed every year. He graduated from junior high school. If he couldn't get into a good high school, he wouldn't have much significance for the farm households. He doesn't count on his education. Instead of spending money in an ordinary school, he would do some work at home.

As I heard Qingsheng talk, Dajiao stopped talking and drank back and forth with Fugui. After a while, two bottles of wine were seen.

The bell in the house rang at 12 o'clock, and the sound of thunder-like firecrackers in the village formed a circle of thunder-like sounds. From time to time, monkeys rushed into the night sky, and sparked in the dark mid-air with whizzing screams. Children on the streets ran around with laughter and carrying lanterns, and stopped at the doors of each house. Seeing the adults picking up whips full of hanging blews, and after the sound was heard, before the smoke had dissipated, they squeezed up with laughter and searched for the squint cannons that had not yet burned out, and then scattered to another house.

Celebrating the birthday also picked a whip and put it at the door. After inserting the door and returning to the house, I found that my father had been tilted at the end of the kang, and he was drunk and started to slut. My mother was also drunk with a pretty face and blushing corners of her eyes. She was dizzy and leaning against the quilt.

He didn't say anything about his birthday, and went over and carried his mother back to his house. He stripped her all of her clothes and then pounced on her...

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On the morning of the first day of the Chinese New Year, the sound of firecrackers gradually became sparse, but the dry and cold air was filled with pungent smell of gunpowder. Fugui took a broom and opened the yard door. He slowly swept the firecracker chips flying around the door, and sang a small song in his mouth.

Oh! You are really diligent in the first year of the Chinese New Year. You swept it so early?

A string of silver bell-like voices came from behind him. Without looking back, Fugui knew that it was Aunt Qiao. He still lowered his head and smiled and said as an answer.

Where is your aunt?

Aunt Qiao brought a basin of water and slapped it on the street. She then scattered the rest of the basin and scattered it in the place where Fugui swept it over to suppress the dust.

Are you sleeping

Fugui still lowered his head and slowly piled up the swept paper scraps.

When she woke up, she asked her to come over, and agreed to eat together on the first day of the New Year, and asked her what she wanted to eat, and celebrate her birthday.

Aunt Qiao turned her head and walked back, almost reaching the door, but she didn't hear Fugui's response. She turned around and saw Fugui's look of resignation, and shouted to him: Are you talking to you! Did you hear it?

Fugui was thinking about something in his heart, but suddenly woke up by Aunt Qiao's final shout. He quickly raised his head and asked: Ah? What did you say?

Aunt Qiao looked at Fugui's drooping virtue, and for a moment, she was so anxious that she was so angry that she gritted her teeth and stared at him and said: It's hard to talk to you! It's like saying eight sentences to the wall, so I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!

After saying that, I really ignored him, but still reminded him again, until he looked at Fugui and nodded, then he returned home in a bad mood.

Regardless of whether Ge Hongbing is at home or not, every year on the first day of the Lunar New Year, it is nothing that the two families live like this. They put the cold dishes on the previous day and then steamed the meat. The two families gathered together in the room for fun. This year is even more different. Dali and the adults knew what happened to celebrate the birthday. Although they didn't put it on the table and said it openly, the people in charge of the two families were tacit. When they were eating, they also pointed at Dali and joked with Dali.

The few of them were all worried, and Erli was left with joy. After hearing this, she was confused and puzzled: Why did you say it? My sister and Brother Qingsheng get together? When did this happen? Although I didn't say anything, I felt like a ball of cotton was blocked in my heart. The year after that, she was left alone, and she was alone.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Aunt Qiao pulled Erli over and shouted that Dajiao went back to her parents' home together in the past year. In the past, Aunt Qiao kept her mind and knew that she would not go to her grandma's house with Dajiao, so she specially kept Dali's guard, which made the couple warm. Erli had something to worry about this year, and she pouted but didn't want to follow him. She drooped her face and ignored anyone. After being yelled by Aunt Qiao a few times, she almost cried. Finally, she was pulled out by Aunt Qiao so reluctantly.Jiao and Fugui packed up a new cart and pushed out the door. Seeing Erli's appearance of frost, he joked a few times, but turned back a few more eyes and big feet were strange for a moment. He didn't know what the little ancestor had had. He asked Aunt Qiao quietly, but Aunt Qiao couldn't say anything, so he glared at Erli a few times, muttered and cursed a few words to Erli's grievances so much that she felt so wronged that she felt so heartbroken. She felt so distressed that she couldn't stop complaining, but it seemed that she had provoked her.

Not to mention that one day when Celebrating the birthday and Dali were alone, they naturally did not do it idle. Dajiao and Qiao Auntie went back to Hutougou together. Erli still had a gloomy face and thoughtful look. Auntie Qiao didn't know what was wrong with her. Seeing that she had been lost for a day, she naturally didn't speak well. When she was about to enter the house, she almost started slapping her. He was grabbed by Dajiao. Erli then narrowly avoided a slap, turned her head and entered her own door. He was facing Dali who heard the movement. Dali asked her what was wrong? Erli snorted and went back to the house without looking back.

Big heels also entered his own yard behind Fugui, shouting for birthday celebration at the top of his throat, and called him out to help him take the basket in his hand, telling him that it was his grandma who specially ordered him to pack delicious food for him. Qingsheng looked through the things in the basket, and his big feet looked happy but whispered: I didn't say anything good to see my mother a day, but I was so happy that I had eaten.

Qingsheng smiled and grinned at her mother as if she was pleased. The big feet, who had been panicking for a day, couldn't help but want to go up and kiss her, but in front of Fugui, he had to suppress Xiehuo, and quietly pinched Qingsheng's butt and twisted it. Qingsheng couldn't help but scream, and jumped to the side like a rabbit.

The rich Yu Guang had already secretly seen the little movements of the mother and the mother, but ignored them, and set up the car silently, picked up a rag and wiped it carefully. Seeing that the mother and the mother and the mother entered the house but did not follow in, they chased the yard and rushed back to their nests one by one.

The birthday celebration inside the house was still happily flipping through the food. From time to time, he picked up a piece of snack and stuffed it into his mouth and leaned behind him. He poked it and asked: Are you not idle today?

What? What's not idle?

Celebrating the birthday mouth was stuffed with stuff, hesitating and asking

What did you say? Let's talk to Dali

Celebrating birthday smiled embarrassedly, grabbed the water tank on the side, Gudong Gudong, took a sip

You are so beautiful today. I have put a lot of effort into this day, right?

Big feet put the birthday in his arms, and lit his forehead with one hand, which looked like a little wife who was scolding her man.

Celebrating her birthday, she laughed and broke free from her mother's arms, turned around and stuffed the half-eating peach pastry into her mouth: "My mother, it's sweet."

The festive Hutougou was covered by night early, and the sound of firecrackers ignited by playful children in the distance came intermittently, and it was particularly crisp and pleasant in the quiet night.

Celebrating his birthday and Dali were embarrassed at home for a day, but at night, he was like a flying wild duck. He ran out early for the New Year. Dajiao did not urge him to go home tightly as usual. He saw that it was not early, so he washed and rinsed and got on the kang early.

The spacious and spacious kang has been burning hot and hot. Lying in the warm quilt, my big feet stretched out my body for a day and couldn't help but snorted happily

Fugui was lying on the edge of the kang, his arms were exposed from his head, sucking the cigarette roll, thick smoke came out of his mouth and nostrils and floated away all over the place, swaying around the room, Fugui took a sip, looked back at his big feet, turned his head and took a sip, it seemed that there was something but he didn't know where to start

This New Year is considered rich and noble except Erli. He was still in a daze. In the past year, he was enjoying all kinds of lively spaces. He looked at the family and the beautiful figures walking over in front of him. He watched the birthday celebration become taller and stronger. Although his wife had added a few wrinkles, he was even more charming and charming. Every time he saw that Fugui felt satisfied from his heart. Although the boss of this family was not at work, he carried all the heavy and tired work at home and outside. He still firmly believed that he was protecting this family. He stretched out his wings and was his wife on the other side and his son on the other side. A pair of wings brought them tightly under his body.

But this year, Fugui felt empty all of a sudden, and he suddenly felt that he had become a veritable waste?

The year of birthday celebration is too tall. I stood up and I was half my head and spent the first half of the year. I could do any job, let alone big feet. In her eyes, I could also carry sacks and build a pigpen, and the rest was useless.

Isn’t this how a man in a village every day? He serves the land during the day and his wife at night. But as he sees that he is useless on the kang in the field, wealth and honor dare not think about it. When he thinks of this, his heart suddenly feels like he is hollowed out.

He regretted it, regretted not coming up with that idea, at least he felt that he had done something a man should do, at least he could still use his hands and tongue to help Big Foot alive. Although Big Foot has never been satisfied, he thought about it again and again, he would not have a good life. Didn't he feel comfortable if he was not satisfied? Big Foot still wanted to steal people if he was not satisfied?

Fugui was confused for a moment, like pouring a pot of hot porridge into a ball. It was neither left nor right. It seemed that he was the only hope to get rid of his illness.

Big Foot went out for a day. Although he was tired and lazy at this time, he was excited for no reason in his mind. He thought he could fall asleep immediately after lying on the kang, but after tossing and turning for a long time, he became more and more energetic.

The sound behind her was clamoring in her ears, and the heavy smoke made her breathless. Her big feet finally turned around in anger and shouted: "Too! Too! Have you finished smoking? The room is already a chimney!

Fugui whispered and said, he leaned over and turned off the cigarette butt under the kang. He looked back at Big Foot, but saw Big Foot kicking his bright eyes and staring at him. He was laughing, making Fugui's second monk unable to touch his head, and hurriedly snored his face with his hands, but there was nothing that made people laugh apart except for the stubble on his face. He looked at his bare chest, and the black and dirty ones there were no different from usual.

Seeing the man's confused look, his big feet's face smiled even stronger, and he asked jokingly: Are you cold in the quilt?

Not cold?

Fugui says

Why am I so cold?

Um?

Fugui still looked surprised

Stupid Ah you!

My big feet suddenly widened my eyes, but the quilt was lifted a crack, come here!

Ah?Oh!

Fugui woke up and hurriedly rubbed into the quilt of Big Foot. The quilt was not cold, but there was a warm and long-lost fragrance. It was the smell of Big Foot. For Fugui, it had been a long time since it was so real.

Fugui was still at a loss and nervous, but his big feet arched over his body with a warm and fragrant smell. Seeing the man opening his hands but not knowing where to put it, he couldn't help but punch him gently. Why didn't he know how to hug his wife? Hold it!

Fugui hurriedly and panicked his big feet in his arms, but his nose suddenly felt sore, and he stuck it in Fugui's arms and never moved again.

I used to be looking forward to this embrace every day, so generous, so powerful, and so confused, what a good day, Ah, I stayed in this embrace every night and was reluctant to move, acting coquettish and blushing, gasping over and over again... Big feet smelled the smell from Fugui's body, the smell mixed with tobacco and sweaty and sour filled the warm quilt, and filled the sour heart of Big feet, which couldn't help but caress Fugui's still strong chest, and suddenly found that Fugui's temples had some gray hair.

Look at you, so much white hair...

Big feet stretched out their fingers to rub Fugui's white hair with caress. Fugui subconsciously hid, was hugged by his big feet, and picked one and pulled it off Fugui's hehe smile, with a kind of humility and an unnatural

Big feet looked at his man carefully, and unconsciously began to distinguish between wealth and birthday from his eyebrows and smile from his smile. The difference between wealth and birthday is simple and honest, but it was a man after all, and his expression was only different from the size of the size of the big feet, and his heart was filled with tenderness and sweetness. It seemed that those nights from many years ago were back, so he pressed closer together. He felt like he swallowed a handful of sour jujubes and two bitter squids in his heart.

Fugui turned around and pulled the lamp. The dark moonlight inside the house suddenly sprinkled in from the window, reflected on the kang, covering the couple's quilt, like a layer of silver frost, Fugui and his big feet were hugged for a long time. No one took the initiative to speak, as if they were afraid of disturbing this rare warmth.

Big feet are still immersed in the memories of the past, but Fugui was both nervous and frightened. Big feet's sudden gentleness and tenderness made Fugui really uncomfortable. Such big feet seemed to have not reappeared for many years. Suddenly, this instantly made Fugui hold Big feet's soft and plump body in his arms. Fugui's hands almost froze. He didn't dare to touch the flesh in real life, nor did he dare to use his strength to tighten the floor. It felt like he was hugging his wife, as if he had stole a woman from someone else's house.

I was put on a posture for a long time, and Fugui's arms were so sore that he couldn't hold on. Finally, he moved slightly. Seeing that Big Foot didn't react at all, he plucked up the courage to put the hand on Big Foot's waist more ironed. I just felt relieved, but I heard Big Foot in his arms. I burst out laughing.

Fugui asked stutterly: What's wrong?

Big feet still giggled and laughed secretly. After laughing enough, they said: Look at why you are so awkward? You have been sleeping on a kang for almost twenty years. Why are you now like you are hugging your new wife?

After saying that, he giggled again

Fugui was a little embarrassed when he smiled, so he let go of his hands and feet, and then he hugged his big feet tighter. The hand that was originally on her waist covered her round butt

By the way, that's what it should be

Only then did Big Foot feel satisfied, he leaned his head against Fugui's chest, and closed his eyes comfortably

What's wrong with you today?

Fugui finally asked

Ah

Then what's wrong?

What's wrong? What's right

Big feet bulged in Fugui's arms for a while, but still curled up beautifully with his eyes closed.

Fugui grinned silently, feeling happy and warm in his heart. This is his beautiful and gentle wife. Over the years, the charm that once made him feel weak has finally returned. This made him feel happy and he was a little excited. If it were in previous years, Fugui would have been on his horse and galloping on his body. He didn't fuck his big feet properly and was like a sieve. But now...

Fugui suddenly felt ashamed, and the feeling of satisfaction and joy that had just risen was suddenly extinguished again.

The sorrow that was rooted in his heart made Fugui return to the cold reality. The cruelty and ruthlessness of Fugui's heart just now made Fugui's heart suddenly fuck him! Fugui couldn't help but curse in his heart, scolding himself, and scolding his unscrupulous body.

At that moment, the sudden resentment and irritability almost made him desperate. He didn't even dare to hold his big feet like this anymore, and even thought that a man like him had no face to hold a woman like this anymore, even if this woman was his wife

The ups and downs of emotions made Fugui tremble subconsciously. Although the slightest, his big feet still noticed Fugui's abnormality and opened his eyes and asked: What's wrong?

Fugui didn't say anything, he bit his teeth and made a loud bang.

But Big Foot was afraid, and looked up at Fugui's face with a slight light. When he saw a ferocity on his face, he couldn't help but feel nervous. He couldn't help but feel guilty and didn't dare to ask again. He was frozen in one position, and his heart was jumping thumping.

Fugui had no idea that Big Foot's thoughts had already gone in the opposite direction with him. He closed his eyes but was still full of frustration and annoyance. Until he suddenly felt that Big Foot had lost his chest, he opened his eyes, and looked at him with a pair of frightened eyes staring at him in a daze. He realized that his disobedience had just disturbed the long-term relive and warm smiled apologetically, stretched out his arms to signal Big Foot to come over Big Foot but dared not approach him. Seeing that he was fine, he turned around and gave him a back.

Fugui hurriedly came over and put his big feet in his arms again, hugging them tighter than before

What happened to you just now? I was shocked

After a long time, Big Foot asked in a low voice

It's okay

Fugui says

I thought... forget it, go to bed!

Big feet wanted to speak but stopped, so they simply closed their eyes, hoping to fall asleep quickly

Fugui's heart moved, as if he guessed the words that Big Foot didn't say. He pressed his chest tightly on his thick and smooth back, as if he was talking to himself: "Celebrating your birthday, okay?"

Big feet tightened, and my heart reached my throat. Fugui hugged Big feet's arm tightly and added some strength, and asked again: OK?

What's OK?

Big feet trembled and asked

That's OK?

Big Foot's heart beat in panic. At that moment, she seemed to feel like she was not afraid. She also knew that Fugui had already learned everything about her and the birthday celebration. It was just so suddenly said from Fugui. It was abrupt and weird like a thin layer of window paper, but it made a person who should not have broken it. Big Foot was nervous and shame mixed with another time of stealing people. This was different from the other time when Fugui discovered that Big Foot was stubborn. Although Big Foot was also worried, there was a stubborn resentment in the bones. This time, Big Foot had a fever for no reason. The feeling of Big Foot couldn't explain it. It seemed a bit difficult to speak and it seemed to be a kind of shameless feeling that someone was peeled off and hung in the yard.

It's okay, I know

Fugui noticed that Bigfoot was restless, comforting Bigfoot and still said nothing.

It's really okay, I'm willing

Fugui said again, Big Foot still didn't say a word, letting Fugui whisper to himself. I saw it, I really don't blame you for forgetting? I said, "Our family has it, but I don't want you to go outside."

As he was talking, Fugui suddenly felt that he was so aggrieved and so bitter. A tough man suddenly shed tears, and the huge tears fell. Like a broken bead, it couldn't help but roll down, flowing down his cheek and hitting on the back of his big feet.

Big feet suddenly turned around, buried her face deeply in Fugui's arms, hugged her tightly, and raised her head, her face full of tears. His father, his father, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

The rest of the words were choked and could not say them again

Big Foot's apology made Fugui feel relieved. It seemed that he had never seen his wife who became more and more aggressive and powerful apologized for something, but this time he felt a little guilty, which gave Fugui's unrestrained heart a little bit of confidence. He couldn't help but be complacent for the incompetence he directed himself. He simply believed that no matter how he still had his own heart in Big Foot's heart, the loss that had been bothered for several days, slowly disappeared. Fugui gently stroked Big Foot's arms, and his palms were filled with love and tenderness. He murmured: OK, OK, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry

It seemed that I was still afraid of my big feet being uncomfortable, and I smiled and said: Actually, I love to watch it

What do you like to see?

Big feet raised a pair of tears and looked at the wealthy

I love watching you do it

Big feet blushed again, and they were embarrassed to the neck. They raised their fists and gave Fugui a little. You damn, don't have a face anymore.

Fugui grinned and said silly: Really, I really want to watch it

Big feet shyly buried her hot face deeply in Fugui's armpits. After letting go, her heart was moved and she asked in a low voice: Really?

real!

Fugui said affirmatively

But Big Foot asked knowingly: Where are you looking at?

Just above the door, I climbed up to see

Why don’t you die if you fall!

Big Foot said with a disgust, his face full of grace but could not be erased, and said! How many times have you seen it? What did you see?

In a few times, I saw you two do it

Let’s talk about it?

Big feet pretended to twist, but Fugui quickly shrank his body and begged for mercy: Really, there are not many times!

snort!

Big feet flew with their eyes and glanced at Fugui, I think you are watching every day

Have you seen it?

Fugui asked

Didn't see it, I felt it!

You've become a god, still feel

Fugui was relieved and said with a fascination, "What do you think, it's really good, it's worthy of being my son."

Being the same virtue as you, it's bad

Why do I think you are bad? Looks like I've been tormenting my son, you've never ended up

I'm endless? You ask if you go, is he not enough or is I not enough?

Big feet widened their eyes, and snatched the white face with a hurry. Suddenly, they realized that what they said was supposed to be a shameful ugly thing. They suddenly turned red to their necks, and they clenched their fists and drumsticks in anger and beat the rich chest like drumsticks. You're going to die! You're going to die!

Big feet looked shy and shy, so they were so obsessed with wealth. In a daze, the big feet in front of them turned back to the neighboring village girl with a long black braid. For a moment, blood surged up, stretched out her arms and tied her big feet's body tightly in her arms, and opened her mouth with a hot air, kissing her face like a chicken pecking at rice.

The kiss was so hard that he immediately felt soft and soft, but he was still pushing: Don't flirt with me... Don't flirt with me...

Fugui didn't care, but he still hugged and kissed him tightly. His hands moved up and down, touching his soft body with big feet, panting and saying: It's okay, I'll go back after celebrating my birthday, let him do it, let me see

Big feet broke free from it desperately, and twisted it hard with Fugui, take a look! Look at it! You!

I really want to see it!

Fugui was anxious and grabbed his big feet's hand and pressed it on his soft cock. I saw that this world is better!

Big Foot was stunned and asked: What did you say? Can it be good?

Really! It can be really good!

If you don’t believe it, your hands rub it under you. You can get better after seeing it? Are you crazy?

Really! Didn’t I go out to find work before the New Year? I heard those people chatting with shameless people, and it seemed that they were talking about one of them, which was similar to me, and they were injured and couldn’t do that anymore. Later, once I accidentally saw that his wife was having sex with a wild man, and he could stand up, saying that the couple is doing well now!

Are you serious? Have you tried it?

Big feet widened their eyes and asked

Almost, I guess it's almost the same! I saw you guys doing it the previous few times, what happened to the ball

Big Foot Bu sat up in a daze, lifted the quilt, pulled off Fugui's pants, touched it with his hand, stared at his cock carefully and shouted: Oh my God, this is OK? Is there any movement?

Fugui smiled and used his strength to hold his body straight. His appearance seemed to be really good. He made his cock, which was still drooping, and he was muttering: How good! How good!

Just watch us do it?

Big feet are still a little skeptical, and they pinched Fugui's soft cock and put it down. After putting it down, they pinched it up again. What a disease is this? I'd better know if I'd have seen others do things. I should have seen it long ago.

Fugui pulled his feet over and said: It's time now, don't go there anymore, just do it in this room and let me see it!

That's not going to happen! Don't you scare your birthday?

Why didn't it work? I'm pretending to be asleep, you guys just do it, it's okay

Big feet giggled and plunged into Fugui's arms. The couple hugged each other again, wrapped tightly in the quilt, which was even warmer than before. They began to plan and answer questions and answer questions. For a moment, they thought about the matter on the kang over and over again. For the same beautiful goal, Fugui and Big feet rarely achieved unity and harmony over the years. The couple's mood at this moment was both surprising and excited.

Big Foot didn't expect that he and the dirty things about birthday became a magic pill, so he felt at once and was restless and excited. Fugui could finally try to open a new chapter of his life, and he was even more excited. The couple had long lost their sleepiness, and hugged them and waited for their birthday to return until they couldn't support them and finally fell asleep in a daze. The medicine tipped back home tipped back at this time. Fugui and Big Foot had long lost their energy, and only heard the snoring sounds of high and low on the kang.