Chapter 1

In the eighteen years of my life, I grew completely in the swaying water and grass.

The plains of my mother's hometown, the green smoke is spitting out, the river clams are spitting out beads

That is the warmest little hand I have ever held in this life

My mother leaned against the bronze glass wall, her earpiece was pressed against her ear, one little hand tightly grasped me, and the other was stretched into my loose casual pants, rubbing my firmness

Great! Ask your son, what do you want me to buy to go back? This time I must reward him well

My father shouted excitedly on the other end of the phone, like a child who received New Year's money during the Spring Festival. I could imagine his joy at this moment.

This time, I did a good job in the college entrance examination and was the third place in the liberal arts in the county. My mother called me jokingly. Tanhualang. I clearly remember that my mother kissed me deeply at that time.

Warm as jade, sweet as honey

Her delicate touch made me forget my heart, and my heart was floating, hot, like the scorching sun at noon

And I am not in vain as Tanhualang, and I am diligent in picking my mother's most beautiful flower stamen from time to time.

My mother hung up the phone and vented gently in my ear

The waves between her eyebrows were a hint of primitive desire

I can feel the ripples under the skirt without temptation

But I am still so impatient, combining my masculinity with her femininity, and using the fulfillment I have in her palm to walk on the waves

Bridge, pull the curtains up

Mother's voice carries the cold fragrance of sleepwalking

No need, it's not visible outside!

I frivolously scooped her wave with my hands. This wave that never fades must live in the ocean of my life forever.

I swear secretly

Hate...

My mother was lying on the square coffee table, her snow-white buttocks stimulated my eyes. I really wish I could bury myself in this green wave day and night

Some love cannot escape the net of heaven and would rather cross the world and collapse in front of you. I always peek at my mother's wet path, working tirelessly, and being as persistent as chasing the sun.

On this summer sunny day, my porch cut into the ridge of the field

Mother turned her head around, and her beautiful eyes were graceful and elegant

At this moment, my mother, who is connected with blood, spits out from her three flap of muscles, and three or two drops of amber juice ticked along my huge scale on the purple coffee table, like a lantana lingering on the coast at dusk, and was extremely lustful

Mom, why do I feel that you are getting tighter and tighter here? Is it because of practicing yoga?

I listened to this sound, birds flying and fish jumping, and the wonderful sounds formed by the dense jade rain knocking each other. My mother's beautiful face and her subtle and greasy nasal sound strongly impacted my sexual nerve endings visually and auditoryly, and how could I not be shaken and my soul was scattered?

I'm sorry, since the chemical factory of the Gu Brothers Group moved to the town, I have never had the wild fun of having sex with my mother in the past.

In this increasingly modern industrial new area, polluted rivers replace the brilliance of streams, the sky is always gray, and there is no blueness of the countryside

Especially in such a summer day, the sound of cicadas blends with the sound of wings swelling the air between our genitals, and can often grab the soft sorrow that permeates us like wild waves.

Unfortunately, this scene is difficult to continue.

My mother didn't answer me, but she squeezed out a slight moan in her throat. She was as sweet as the night, as gentle as water, as love songs in bamboo!

One sentence after another, the endless lingering and sadness like silk

Just like the sound of cicadas that have passed away, sometimes rapid and sometimes slow, endless streams of romance at the highest notes

More like a beautiful article about green bamboos, the clanging sounds scattered on the ground when the threads are broken, and the ground is as loud as the sound of gold and stone

Then the silence turned into sand, turned into a broken piece after clouds and rain, leaving only some melancholy and sadness after indulging in lust.

But isn’t this a part of life? The sound of cicadas remains the same, Pingping Zeze Ping

After orgasm, my mother is full of blemishes, which makes people intoxicated

The split legs are flying white, a spring feeling

I gently placed her on the soft leather sofa, and the bun was scattered, floating like clouds. The so-called beauty is like a chrysanthemum, and pear blossoms are covered with rain. That's it.

Qiaoer, I'm thirsty

My mother stuck out her tongue and licked the two red lips. The texture was delicate and distinct, like the ecstasy beauty under her crotch

I was once filled with the joy of darkness, but what made me most fascinated was my mother's juicy wax. The crabapple sleeps in spring, and the fragrance fills my nose.

I knelt in front of her, sipped the colorfulness of the thin cherry blossom, beautiful and graceful, a kind of peerless desolate beauty

Mom, it smells so good, it smells so good

Well...you will mess with mom...

Mother sighed quietly, swaying a line of cool summer breeze

Over the years, I have been lucky to be my mother's biggest sharer. Every time there is storm, she never stings to pour her most abundant breath into my cup

Silent

I touched the lush green space, the grass was green in color, and a green bud was shining among the branches.

Mom, your hair is getting thinner now

Yes, I saw the bad guy, you almost get rid of it every day...

Mother's eyes are as silk as silk, with lazy bewitching

Her body is hot, it is the summer of life, shining, mysterious and fiery

I rose up again, for the beauty after the new rain in the empty mountain

My father has been transferred to the Provincial Institute of Paleontology for more than a month, and it happened to be after my college entrance examination.

So, these wonderful morning lights were left to us mother and son to spend

Today is the summer heat, I am slaughtering my mother with a scoop of pure white brewed by myself. I think it is the most touching legend in the world!

Every inch of my mother's clear body is printed with my hand for eighteen years. My mother is like the water from the thin West Lake, still carrying the warm fragrance of washing tassels, saving my lost soul

Qiao'er, I'm leaving in a few days, but I can't go with you

Mother's words are both joy and sorrow

Originally, my mother wanted to be transferred with her father, but human calculations were not as good as God's calculations. The person in charge of the unit that she wanted to accept changed another one, so she had to go through the so-called procedure again.

Mom, we will meet soon. Didn’t my uncle say that you should let you work in the theater first by borrowing it? With his ability, there should be no problem

Yes

The mother said lightly, her lying posture was particularly seductive, she was a goddess without dust.

I like how she speaks, her voice is slim and fragrant with May's rice dumplings.

In front of me, the beauty's thoughts are a tear falling into the river, and the mood is fading and transformed.

These fluffy eyes, like smoke, scattered without a trace

What to eat today?

Miscellaneous buns, shrimp toppings with yellow fried noodles, and dried ham

I sucked the red grenade between my mother's legs deeply, and there was no need for anything else to dessert. I just ate your piece of honey-filled Huangqiao Seed Bread.

Bad thing! You dare to make fun of me

She loves to tease her in the boudoir and pinchs the soft flesh between my thighs in anger

Sigh, don't say mom, you are young

My mother, who is in her forties, still incites me, her youthful soul with a shocking and deceptive beauty.

Little bad guy...you, aren't you going to visit your teachers? Why haven't you been going yet

My mother couldn't bear my harassment and began to seep water greasyly again. Her body was red and she seemed to have layers of rouge.

Speaking of my teachers, I couldn't help but think of the woman who showed off her eyes and looked red.

It has the unique Qingqing flavor of Jiangnan women. It is a beautiful woman in green who is picked in the Book of Songs and a sentimental Lin Daiyu in the Grand View Garden.

However, for me, she is even more of the You sister in "Dream of Red Mansions".

This woman who loves to write poetry is a big deal for me and has a teacher-student relationship. She has a love affair with her husband on her back. Her all kinds of charm are for me, and her tenderness is also for me.

What should I do?

This was the night when the foggy tower was wet. Wang Xian, who had a plump flesh and bones, was in the endless shattered lights, and he asked me gently: What should I do? What should I do if you leave?

I'm speechless

I have already begun my long-term lost path. The interweaving love and desire once confused me. I don’t know if the eternal light is still in the east of dawn?

Who would like to remind me?

And my beautiful class teacher Wang Xian was once

If the gear of time turns back and time flows back, I will return to the morning light of the past and experience the lingering boy years with Wang Xian again, I will still not be hesitant at all if I am indecisive.

This is a process of spiritual harmony

When we release great love energy in it, we abandon all complicated processes, simplify complexity, and open a unique path to the difficulties that everyone thinks are irreversible. Isn’t this a kind of unforgettable?

It's a phoenix, not afraid of fire, it's a crystal diamond, not afraid of knife sharpening

She said

This is a sentence that broke through the barrier of age and rushed out after a thrilling love trial with the young man who was a young man with a ring.

I'm very sad and ashamed

Because she sublimated this unfamiliar love, but deep down I had only a kind of abuse pleasure, or in other words, I regarded it as an impromptu during the growth of a teenager's sexual desire.

A phone ringing rang, and my mother signaled me to answer. I fucked the receiver. Before I could ask the other party which one it was, a hurried sound like a bean came from the phone: Are you still sleeping? Get up soon! Didn’t you agree to go to the teachers’ house with Zhiyong and the others? Come out quickly, you are waiting for you at my house.

It's Erlang

Still so impatient, didn’t you say it would be better?

I looked up at the clock, smiled slightly, and hung up the phone

Mom, I'm going out, don't you go to rehearse in the afternoon? Or I'll send you there first

No, I don't have to hurry, just walk over slowly, and you'll remember to pick me up at night

Mother smiles lightly as chrysanthemums, beautiful and unparalleled

I love the mist wrapped around her, and my attachment to her body is increasing day by day

Aunt Bai opened the door

It can be seen that she had put on makeup intentionally, and her long, thin eyebrows were carefully depicted one by one.

I like the light makeup she put on, especially when the passion is over. The residual makeup and flushed cheeks make her feel a unique spring love

Aunt Bai also knows that she always deliberately pleases me

Lengzi and the others are in the backyard

Aunt Bai was wearing a home-style maroon silk shirt, her hair was slightly moist, like the wet clouds in July, with unfallen raindrops, drooping and tilting, the two points on her chest stimulated my eyes

Dressed like this, you slut!

I put my mouth close to her ear, put my tongue into her ear, and licked it gently a few times.

Every time I flirt like this, her tender lotus will squeeze out the red juice like worry-free flowers, soaking her garden

Don't, my family is here...

Aunt Bai hurriedly took a few steps back, turned his head and glanced, as if someone would see my actions just now.

But I know that I am standing in the shadow under the grape trellis at this moment, and it is impossible to see us at any angle.

I smiled, put my hand into her lower body, and stroked the bulge, wondering if I?

The breath between her lips whispered an urgent hope to me. My heart understood her speechlessness, just like the moon understood the loneliness of the night.

Death...

Aunt Bai suddenly became soft, her body was as crisp as cotton, her cheeks were as red as the newlywed bride, but her eyes were filled with a cunning light.

She pinched my firmness hard and glanced at the corner of the room on the left

I understand what she means. The corner is where all kinds of medicinal materials are placed. The medicinal smell is strong, and mosquitoes and flies dare not stay easily.

In summer, Aunt Bai and I had a sneaking time here several times, leaving many unforgettable memories.

Isn’t Uncle Li at home?

I smiled evilly, pinching the poppy petal, trembling like rain and dew, and holding a sticky mud flow. Have you just done it, and it's still sticky...

Little thing, I'll let you steal food

She bit her lip and angrily glanced at me. Today, he was checking the account book. Let's hurry up, it's okay.

I always thought that life is pale and weak without the dark flow of rain and clouds

Since I had been through the darkest period of my life with my mother that year, every secret love has been engraved in my bones. The wealth of lust in my growth is the rich color after splashing ink on the canvas of life

Actually, I have arrived at the other side, and the works of my life along the way are all full of Aunt Bai is one of them.

Aunt Bai's pubic hair is vigorous, blooming around the mons pubic pubic, with a black and purple background. Only the labia remain rosy, softly spreading, revealing the hole surrounded by mist

I immediately sank into the entrance of the cave and appreciate the fullness and fullness

Time won't wait for anyone, we are all afraid that someone will come, especially Uncle Li

Erlang is hard to get a pharmacy all year round, but Uncle Li is different, he has to come several times a day

For this mature land, the pear knife I control is easy to use

Every tremor and every tremor of her was filled with surprises, so that I had to press my hand on her mouth, so that the sound remained in this small space

When my huge size sank into her dark wall, it is like a hawk melting into the scorching sun and the sky is green, my heart urgently needs the rainfall.

And she will give it back to me immediately and incorporate my noise into the vast expanse

Her hair was dripping, her eyes were closed tightly, and tears of excitement poured out of the gap like water from the gate, dripping onto her chest bit by bit. In the strange and nervous commotion, she kept tilting her two thin lips and muttering: Hurry up, hurry up...

Aunt Bai really has something that makes me excited

Among all my women, she has many of their benefits

There is not only the elegant and elegant mother of Feng Ling, but also the unrestrained and arrogant attitude of Wang Xian, in the passionate, but also the graceful shyness of Wang Xian

Aunt Bai was once a Yue Opera Qingyi. She had a beautiful face and a graceful figure. Especially the moans when she was ecstatic, people's imagination could ignite. All the Jiguang Chiu Yu of Sex was generously enlarged and enveloped in all my memories.

When I was a child, the graffiti on the walls I often saw in school toilets were often too bold to see. The naked women's genitals were painted exaggeratedly and ridiculously, and the next one would read: This is Li Yan's fucking pussy!

And this Li Yan is Erlang's name

I remember every time Erlang saw it, he was furious and angry, screaming: Damn it! Who painted it? Stand up for me and I will fuck him to death!

Later, of course we knew that some young young men who had just developed took Aunt Bai as masturbation object

But how could I think it? Many years later, I really entered this cave. It was full of clouds and clouds, and it was even more indescribable than the graffiti in the toilet.

Say, you are a bitch!

The desire soared into the sky was scattering me, burning through a deep silhouette. On her fair body, this body was beautiful and charming, belonging to me, this young boy

Aunt Bai was speechless, and her graceful body suddenly began to spasm. She twitched for several times, and her face turned red

I could feel the exhaustion after extreme happiness, like a river pouring out, a moment when pleasure ignited

I suddenly pulled out, and a rich whiteness squirted out of her vagina and shot hard between my thighs. The spring is full of fragrance and the summer is burning.

I was a little stunned, watching this infiltration and denseness, between eternity and moment, between secular and ideals, overshadowed all the worldly noises, thundering before my eyes

Your Aunt Bai is dead... dead...

This body was covered with sweat, mixed with the smell of semen and medicinal materials. I kept scratching it with my hands, from her breasts, her navels, mons pubis, to her feet

Please help me up, Erlan and the others should be anxious

Aunt Bai, who was limping on the ground, had a lazy charm in her face flushed, and her voice was light, still with the afterglow after orgasm

Well, you can clean up slowly, I'll go there first

Although I didn't ejaculate, it was a bit proud to be able to make Aunt Bai lose all her semen. After all, I had never made her so embarrassed before.

Thinking back to the first time I fucked a woman and lost her semen on last year's European Cup night

The object is not someone else, but his own mother