You guys talk, am I going out for a walk?
Hu Hongge's mother pushed the door and went out. This was the second time she went out to visit the door like this. As soon as the old lady walked out of the yard, Gou Minghua stepped forward and kissed Hu Hongge's little mouth. Her arms were tightly holding his waist, making Hu Hongge almost breathless. She pushed her hand and was on it again. This time it was too real and soft. Hu Hongge quickly got off the kang and said: This was not what I meant.
You mean it, I want you to do it
Gou Minghua said as he grabbed Hu Hongge's hand and pressed it on it, and put his breasts forward. Hu Hongge's hand trembled a little. The scene just now was still in front of him. He didn't want to be slapped in the face.
Puchi Gou Minghua laughed, her face became much gentler, her hands holding Hu Hongge's waist were no longer strong, her lips were shaking, and she didn't talk much
Hongge, you can touch it and see, it is definitely better than Sun Weihong's
Gou Minghua herself didn't know why she wanted to compete with Sun Weihong. She didn't see Sun Weihong many times, but it made her feel angry once.
Why is a girl so careless? She is in the pile of men, her shirt is not tightly buttoned, her breasts are mostly exposed, she doesn't say anything, she laughs unrestrainedly, and she almost throws her breasts out with a hairy waist.
After returning home, she looked at herself in the mirror and plucked up her courage to carefully untie it. No matter how she looked, she felt that her little protrusion was too small, like rice grains, but when she touched it, she gradually became bigger. She was scared and quickly greeted her mother. Her mother smiled and said: Girls are like this, but men can't touch them if they don't get married.
If Hu Hongge doesn't touch it, he won't be happy. Gou Minghua mustered up the courage to put Hu Hongge's hand on his chest and whispered: I'll let you touch it, but you can't tell others.
Hu Hongge cut in his heart, who cares?
But as soon as his hand was placed on it, he couldn't help but move. At first, it was still on the edge, and gradually reached the top, moving back and forth on the two small heads. The moans from Gou Minghua's mouth made Hu Hongge very excited. Sun Weihong didn't have this sound. Sun Weihong touched his guy and wanted to let him insert it immediately. Gou Minghua's shy face made Hu Hongge immediately rise up a fire, burning himself a little confused. The breasts touched in his hand were far from satisfying his flame power. He pulled out a hand and touched it down.
Hongge, stop touching, he's peed
Gou Minghua blushed like an apple with her little mouth open. Hu Hongge took the opportunity to kiss her. Gou Minghua's little tongue had a place, and she couldn't come out after reaching it. She was not satisfied with rushing back and forth. She shouted Hu Hongge's tongue as if she was eating onions. Her mouth was sore and she peed more. Hu Hongge's hand was also very suitable for the time being, and she put it on the wet thatch, and she talked too much, saying: Hua, you really peed, do you want me to wipe it for you?
How dare Gou Minghua speak? With a squeak, the place where he urinated was occupied by Hu Hongge
Gou Minghua did not let Hu Hongge succeed in the end and whispered: We will get married when we come back from Beijing, I will give it to you.
Hu Hongge was so angry that he pinched her breasts hard before leaving
The road to Beijing was boring, with a carriage and three people. There were only three sacks of rice on the carriage. The sack was written in red. Hu Hongge personally wrote: The rice for the leader first. Meng Fanyou drove the carriage. Both horses were well raised by Gu Changsheng. He was fat and weighed, but his hooves were not fast. He walked a day before he walked a hundred miles. Daozi said: When will he have to arrive in Beijing?
Let's go for ten days
Hu Hongge smiled and said: I have seen the map. The scenery along the way is beautiful and I have to pass through Chengde. That is the place where Lafayette escapes the summer heat. We have to take a look there.
Meng Fanyou said: Director Hu, you have the final say. After I come back, I will be your soldier. You should teach me more and let me move forward on the road of the Great Revolution.
Hu Hongge hummed, looking at the bags of horse materials and grass under his feet, and then looking at the sun that was pressing down on the mountain. He saw the white lotus-like calves of rice exposed outside.
Daozi regretted not looking at Xiao Liusi. Meng Fan always failed to do it every day. She thought that Xiao Liusi was so hard
I don't know why, but I haven't seen Xiao Liusi these days. Before leaving, there were many people sent. Daozi looked around and saw Xiao Liusi, but she had no choice but to get into the car.
Daozi pulled up his pants, and his feet were very stuffy when worn in yellow rubber shoes. He also took off his feet. His little feet were white and his toes kept fiddling with them. The little feet were right next to Hu Hongge's hand, and the carriage was swaying. Meng Fan was in a mood and sang a mountain song as he looked at the sun: Two-year-old foal ran to the ice beach, do you think it's difficult for us to be friends?
Two years old foals love to have fun, you disturb your kissing heart
You throw your foal to your sister's house, and the foal misses your mother and her sister's house.
Hu Hongge smiled and said: My wife is still slutty, Sanman, you are really OK
Meng Fan was nicknamed Sanmanzi. He said that he was born like a southerner, with a pink face and no similar to Meng Qingnian's species. In the past, Hu Hongge did not dare to call Sanmanzi. Now it is different. He is his leader when he comes back. Although it is not very big, it seems that Sanmanzi is just right. He leans on a straw bag and feels his feet are stuffy. He just takes off his waist, puts his hands on his head and squints his eyes.
Just hummed, the foal misses her mother and her sister's house. Her feet just hit the rice. Hu Hongge's heart moved and touched her feet inadvertently again. Seeing that the rice did not hide, he took advantage of the opportunity to press his feet on it.
Daozi's face turned red immediately, his feet were wrapped around him, Hu Hongge became more and more excited, and he was arrogant, and his smelly feet actually hit his calves.
Daozi was the most sensitive there. I don’t know how long it took for the feet that had not been cut toenails to be next to her, Daozi couldn’t help laughing. Meng Fan asked: Wife, why are you laughing at?
What else can I laugh at? Isn't your foal
Daozi deliberately spoke Northwest dialect, originally trying to hide it, but Hu Hongge was energetic, she did not resist, good things Hu Hongge's hand slowly reached from under the grass into Daozi's arm
The sun has set, and the smoke is curling. Autumn nights are always easy. Meng Fan's whip is slamming, and Hu Hongge's hand is already holding the rice.
Meng Fanyou has been married for almost a month and has been sleeping in the same bed for a month. Meng Fanyou has always been bad. Daozi is happy, but a little disappointed. He has to let him mess around every time, but after half of the struggle, he is always on the edge. Daozi thought of Xiao Liusi, but he is not as good as that little guy.
The married rice is less shy, but she is not as indulgent as her fifth wife. But she has been tempted every day and has made her feel that she has long been moved.
What does that taste like?
The principal's two times had no other memories except pain. If it was really painful, why did the man enjoy it? And she also heard that Sun Weihong had sex with many intellectuals, so what would he do if he was uncomfortable?
Hu Hongge's mother pushed the door and went out. This was the second time she went out to visit the door like this. As soon as the old lady walked out of the yard, Gou Minghua stepped forward and kissed Hu Hongge's little mouth. Her arms were tightly holding his waist, making Hu Hongge almost breathless. She pushed her hand and was on it again. This time it was too real and soft. Hu Hongge quickly got off the kang and said: This was not what I meant.
You mean it, I want you to do it
Gou Minghua said as he grabbed Hu Hongge's hand and pressed it on it, and put his breasts forward. Hu Hongge's hand trembled a little. The scene just now was still in front of him. He didn't want to be slapped in the face.
Puchi Gou Minghua laughed, her face became much gentler, her hands holding Hu Hongge's waist were no longer strong, her lips were shaking, and she didn't talk much
Hongge, you can touch it and see, it is definitely better than Sun Weihong's
Gou Minghua herself didn't know why she wanted to compete with Sun Weihong. She didn't see Sun Weihong many times, but it made her feel angry once.
Why is a girl so careless? She is in the pile of men, her shirt is not tightly buttoned, her breasts are mostly exposed, she doesn't say anything, she laughs unrestrainedly, and she almost throws her breasts out with a hairy waist.
After returning home, she looked at herself in the mirror and plucked up her courage to carefully untie it. No matter how she looked, she felt that her little protrusion was too small, like rice grains, but when she touched it, she gradually became bigger. She was scared and quickly greeted her mother. Her mother smiled and said: Girls are like this, but men can't touch them if they don't get married.
If Hu Hongge doesn't touch it, he won't be happy. Gou Minghua mustered up the courage to put Hu Hongge's hand on his chest and whispered: I'll let you touch it, but you can't tell others.
Hu Hongge cut in his heart, who cares?
But as soon as his hand was placed on it, he couldn't help but move. At first, it was still on the edge, and gradually reached the top, moving back and forth on the two small heads. The moans from Gou Minghua's mouth made Hu Hongge very excited. Sun Weihong didn't have this sound. Sun Weihong touched his guy and wanted to let him insert it immediately. Gou Minghua's shy face made Hu Hongge immediately rise up a fire, burning himself a little confused. The breasts touched in his hand were far from satisfying his flame power. He pulled out a hand and touched it down.
Hongge, stop touching, he's peed
Gou Minghua blushed like an apple with her little mouth open. Hu Hongge took the opportunity to kiss her. Gou Minghua's little tongue had a place, and she couldn't come out after reaching it. She was not satisfied with rushing back and forth. She shouted Hu Hongge's tongue as if she was eating onions. Her mouth was sore and she peed more. Hu Hongge's hand was also very suitable for the time being, and she put it on the wet thatch, and she talked too much, saying: Hua, you really peed, do you want me to wipe it for you?
How dare Gou Minghua speak? With a squeak, the place where he urinated was occupied by Hu Hongge
Gou Minghua did not let Hu Hongge succeed in the end and whispered: We will get married when we come back from Beijing, I will give it to you.
Hu Hongge was so angry that he pinched her breasts hard before leaving
The road to Beijing was boring, with a carriage and three people. There were only three sacks of rice on the carriage. The sack was written in red. Hu Hongge personally wrote: The rice for the leader first. Meng Fanyou drove the carriage. Both horses were well raised by Gu Changsheng. He was fat and weighed, but his hooves were not fast. He walked a day before he walked a hundred miles. Daozi said: When will he have to arrive in Beijing?
Let's go for ten days
Hu Hongge smiled and said: I have seen the map. The scenery along the way is beautiful and I have to pass through Chengde. That is the place where Lafayette escapes the summer heat. We have to take a look there.
Meng Fanyou said: Director Hu, you have the final say. After I come back, I will be your soldier. You should teach me more and let me move forward on the road of the Great Revolution.
Hu Hongge hummed, looking at the bags of horse materials and grass under his feet, and then looking at the sun that was pressing down on the mountain. He saw the white lotus-like calves of rice exposed outside.
Daozi regretted not looking at Xiao Liusi. Meng Fan always failed to do it every day. She thought that Xiao Liusi was so hard
I don't know why, but I haven't seen Xiao Liusi these days. Before leaving, there were many people sent. Daozi looked around and saw Xiao Liusi, but she had no choice but to get into the car.
Daozi pulled up his pants, and his feet were very stuffy when worn in yellow rubber shoes. He also took off his feet. His little feet were white and his toes kept fiddling with them. The little feet were right next to Hu Hongge's hand, and the carriage was swaying. Meng Fan was in a mood and sang a mountain song as he looked at the sun: Two-year-old foal ran to the ice beach, do you think it's difficult for us to be friends?
Two years old foals love to have fun, you disturb your kissing heart
You throw your foal to your sister's house, and the foal misses your mother and her sister's house.
Hu Hongge smiled and said: My wife is still slutty, Sanman, you are really OK
Meng Fan was nicknamed Sanmanzi. He said that he was born like a southerner, with a pink face and no similar to Meng Qingnian's species. In the past, Hu Hongge did not dare to call Sanmanzi. Now it is different. He is his leader when he comes back. Although it is not very big, it seems that Sanmanzi is just right. He leans on a straw bag and feels his feet are stuffy. He just takes off his waist, puts his hands on his head and squints his eyes.
Just hummed, the foal misses her mother and her sister's house. Her feet just hit the rice. Hu Hongge's heart moved and touched her feet inadvertently again. Seeing that the rice did not hide, he took advantage of the opportunity to press his feet on it.
Daozi's face turned red immediately, his feet were wrapped around him, Hu Hongge became more and more excited, and he was arrogant, and his smelly feet actually hit his calves.
Daozi was the most sensitive there. I don’t know how long it took for the feet that had not been cut toenails to be next to her, Daozi couldn’t help laughing. Meng Fan asked: Wife, why are you laughing at?
What else can I laugh at? Isn't your foal
Daozi deliberately spoke Northwest dialect, originally trying to hide it, but Hu Hongge was energetic, she did not resist, good things Hu Hongge's hand slowly reached from under the grass into Daozi's arm
The sun has set, and the smoke is curling. Autumn nights are always easy. Meng Fan's whip is slamming, and Hu Hongge's hand is already holding the rice.
Meng Fanyou has been married for almost a month and has been sleeping in the same bed for a month. Meng Fanyou has always been bad. Daozi is happy, but a little disappointed. He has to let him mess around every time, but after half of the struggle, he is always on the edge. Daozi thought of Xiao Liusi, but he is not as good as that little guy.
The married rice is less shy, but she is not as indulgent as her fifth wife. But she has been tempted every day and has made her feel that she has long been moved.
What does that taste like?
The principal's two times had no other memories except pain. If it was really painful, why did the man enjoy it? And she also heard that Sun Weihong had sex with many intellectuals, so what would he do if he was uncomfortable?
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