The wind blew again, and the wind was as tight as a whirlwind outside the window, and in the dark night of early spring, he was whimpering through the window frame, making a whimpering sound.
The woman lay on the kang, listening to the whistling wind outside the window. At this moment, her heart was filled with weak dependence and a weak sense of security. This feeling was almost exactly the same as when she was in Song Mantang's arms.
In those days, almost no one in the closed rural areas knew about the avant-garde words such as sex slavery and sexual intercourse. Naturally, women had no way of knowing that she just felt inferior. However, such lowliness could dilute all the fear and helplessness in the past years, leaving only the joy that could not be spoken of.
Song Jianlong took off the quilt and he touched the sexy and seductive bare butt of a woman
The woman's white and tender buttocks were covered with red marks of belts, even in the seams of the buttocks. He couldn't help but remember that when it was dark, there was such red marks on the woman's buttocks. He didn't pay much attention at that time. Looking back now, someone must have used the belt to suck the woman's bare buttocks.
My dad went to find you later? The boy guessed that this was probably what his dad did, so he couldn't help but ask.
Well... your father looked for me later...How do you know...
The woman didn't expect the incident of Hongyinzi. She was a little puzzled, how could this young man know about the afternoon incident?
Did he hit you?
Hearing the boy's question, the woman then realized that it was the red mark on her butt that made the boy guess what happened next day. She immediately said embarrassedly and embarrassedly
After confirming his guess, Song Jianlong felt a little jealous and angry. He raised his hand and slapped the woman on the butt, and said with hatred: Why are you so mean, why do you love people to hit you in the ass!
The woman herself doesn't know why she is so mean. She can hear the jealous and angry voice of the boy, but she doesn't know what to do. The father and son are both averagely powerful. She also heard what Song Mantang said just now. The father and son regarded her as the livestock of the old Song family. How could she choose? Who would let her ride and who would beat her.
She couldn't explain, so she said in a voice: Grandpa... I don't know why... It's just that love makes people beat me... I feel so good...
Listening to the woman's slutty voice, Song Jianlong couldn't help but remember the situation where he used a belt to suck a woman's butt. The raging blood began to boil in his body again. He raised his hand and slapped the woman's butt, and asked fiercely: Do I feel good about you to slap you or does my father feel good about you?
Grandpa...you...you're so fucking...
At this moment, the woman naturally knew that she should please the little grandfather behind her. Although the boy's slap was not very strong, the slap made her commit abuse and slutty again.
The woman's butt was fat and solid. This slap made Song Jianlong's hand hurt. He didn't have a belt. The belt was a cloth strap sewn by his mother. So he looked up and wanted to find a replacement for the house. Seeing a broom sweeping the kang corner, he naturally grabbed it in his hand, swung the broom bump, and slapped it hard on the woman's butt.
Oh... Grandpa...
The heavy broom bumps were thrusting on the butt, and the feeling was different from the belt. The woman was so painful that her heart was trembling, but the pleasure of being abused became fierce again
Are you feeling good?
Very... Very good... Grandpa... You beat my slave's buttocks so hard...
With a bang, the broom bump was thrust on his butt again, and the boy continued to ask: Is it good to have a broom bump or a belt?
It feels so good... the little grandpa feels so good... the little grandpa... the little grandpa... the woman screamed in pain, while she raised her butt and took the initiative to open her plump buttocks, and begged the boy to whip her most sensitive part
With a snap, the broom bump was sucked unabashedly in the open butt crack of the woman, and on the woman's vagina and anus
My little grandpa... The woman screamed sweetly, and the broom was pumped in the most sensitive place. This taste was more difficult to stop than the belt, and it was also more joyful
The vaginal fluid in the vagina slit overflowed sweetly again, the hot kang was fumigating the fragrance of snowflake cream, the faint smell of ass, and the rich smell of pussy. The smell mixed together, and it became increasingly inciting the teenager's rage.
Smack
Hit your butt, hit your asshole, hit your pussy!
Grandpa... Little Grandpa... You beat Nunu's pussy water... You beat Nunu's slutty soup...
After last night, Song Jianlong already knew what pussy water and slut soup were. The woman said it was right. She stuck out her vagina and spread it backwards. The white and greasy vaginal fluid was spreading across the red and swollen vagina. Her curled pubic hair became darker and darker by the vaginal fluid. This lewd and stimulating scene made the boy even more excited, but he was not satisfied.
The boy threw down the broom, grabbed the syringe, and pushed the syringe wildly and evilly on the woman's asshole, and pushed the syringe in with a squirting sound.
The woman didn't know what the boy was going to do, but she felt that the cold syringe was pressing against her asshole, pushing her breath. She was so panicked that she tried hard to clamp her butt and avoided her, screaming in surprise.
Don’t hide, just stick it out. I not only want you to let you flow through your pussy, but also let you fart. While being beaten, I stick out my big white ass and fart me!
The boy imitated his father's fierce voice and ordered the woman
The woman finally understood what this boy was going to do. She had her most shameful shit and urine that had been edible. What kind of shame is worthy of restraint?
The woman no longer avoided her and let the tricky boy give her. With the sound of the syringe, gas after gas pushed into the woman's anal eyes and into the woman's intestines.
Grandpa... dare not come again...
The gas in a woman's belly gathered more and more, she frowned and begged
A few more times! The boy said lewdly, as if he was enjoying it
Several more gases were pushed into the woman's anus, and the woman felt her belly was getting more and more full, and she couldn't bear it.
Grandpa... please spare me... The woman twisted her butt unbearably, and she begged with a crying voice
The tricky boy finally stopped. He slapped the woman's trembling buttocks and asked lewdly: Do you want to fart?
I think... The woman said sadly
Hehe, hold it in, let it go when I hit you in the ass
The dark and lustful desire in the boy's heart was incited by the woman's sorrow. He threw away the syringe and grabbed the broom again. He was extremely excited to rub the broom with the broom bump on the eggs on the woman's buttocks, rub the slits in the woman's buttocks, and rub the woman's red and swollen vagina.
The rough broom bump rubbed into a strange lust. The bulging belly and the feeling of farting seemed to be integrated into this strange lust. The woman couldn't help but hum sweetly and depressedly.
With a snap, the rubbing broom bumps were swung up without warning and thrust heavily on the woman's butt
Oh... Grandpa...
The woman screamed in pain, and her asshole contracted like a conditioned reflex, and then she couldn't help but let go. At the moment of release, a crisp loud fart was released involuntarily.
Is it so good? The boy asked excitedly and obscenely
Feeling so badly... The woman's shameless answer
Is it good to get shit or to get fart?
All feel good...
What a woman is talking about is the truth, being fucked, is also full of shame and helplessness, and is also full of pleasure and joy brought by shame and helplessness
The fanatical boy swung his broom and whipped it on the woman's butt one after another. The crackling sound of flesh was concentrated like raindrops
The woman could no longer control herself. She shook her butt in an extremely confused manner. With a pity, she raised a shameless fart, and at the same time, she screamed.
Grandpa... Why are you so good at slapping your ass... You beat my mischievous ass so hard... You beat my mischievous ass so hard... You beat my mischievous woman's fart...
The woman's fart seemed to touch Song Jianlong's darkest and most passionate desire. He threw away the broom, quickly untied his pants, opened his thumb with one hand, and clenched into the woman's anus without saying anything. He held the hard cock in the other hand, looked at the woman's vagina, which was flowing with vaginal fluid, and inserted it in a hot and hot manner.
Ah...Little Grandpa...
The brick factory far away from the village echoed the mature woman's screams and the roar of the boy. The chilly wind in early spring passed through the window lattice and patted the window paper, as if I wanted to see the boy's bravery and thrust, and see the mature woman's passionate tumbling.
The woman had no time to worry about shame, and as she shook her head, her crisp farts were rising one after another, as if her asshole was also screaming in a passionate way.
At this moment, Song Jianlong wished that two cocks could be born under his crotch. While fucking the woman's vaginal fluid, he was snatching the woman's assholes, and he couldn't help but lose sight of the other.
The woman has experience, she snorted and said, "Grandpa...there's a clean back...you change the two of them...
The young man who was missing the other suddenly realized that he was thrusting his dick, like a calf who was having fun, and fucked those two eyes in turn.
The fragrance of snow cream, the faint smell of ass, and the strong smell of pussy, churned again. These smells mixed together, as if they were mixed into a blazing aphrodisiac, churning and stirring up all the desires on this hot kang
That night, on the kang in the cave west of Songjiawan Village, the same smell was also stirring up Fan Xiaoyu's desires.
After his mother left home, Fan Xiaoyu went to bed early and had already finished writing homework during evening self-study. Because he had masturbated many times last night, he originally planned to restrain himself tonight.
However, there was clearly a scent of snow cream on the kang, mixed with a faint smell of butt, and the unique scent of my mother.
He thought the smell of snow cream and the smell of fart were left by himself last night. He thought that the unique smell of his mother was left by his mother during his nap. How could he think of these smells as the smells left by his mother and Song Jianlong before he returned home
These lewd smells teased this sensitive and fragile boy like aphrodisiac on a spring night. He wanted to restrain himself, but he finally couldn't resist it.
In the dark night, it seemed as if an unknown elf was seducing him. He finally couldn't help but turn over and lie on the kang, squeezed his buzzy little cock on the kang, and his butt couldn't help twisting.
At some point, he had taken off his trousers, his bare butt twisted in the quilt, twisting itchy hot flashes in the crack of the butt, and his anus seemed to be ignited by a strange flame. The emptiness and desire that could not be expressed quickly burned and spread.
At some point, he was already like a girl in Sichun, moaning in a coquettish voice. His hands couldn't help but stroke his butt, and he occasionally opened two butt eggs, fully exposing the burning empty and desireful asshole.
At some point, his fingers had already penetrated the fiery hole, but the tiny fingers made the emptiness and desire more depressed and intense.
The sensitive and fragile boy could no longer control himself. He finally touched the green locust stick in the gap in the cave where the hole collapsed. He lay naked in the quilt, like a girl in Sichun caressing her lover, and was intoxicated by the cold and hard wooden stick.
The boy wrapped a piece of old cloth with a green locust stick. He cleaned it every time he used it. Although he hid in the cracks of the soil, when he opened the old cloth, the stick was still clean because it was often moistened by snow cream and anus. The stick shone with a very warm luster under the light, like an exquisite work of art, but this work exuded the lewd smell of snow cream and smell of stinky fart.
Fan Xiaoyu inexplicably likes these scents. If he adds the unique scent of his mother, it has always been an irresistible temptation and stimulation for him, which is probably related to his childhood experience.
Since the popularity of snow cream has been popularized in rural areas, Su Guifang has often liked to use this thing as lubrication during anal sex. In Fan Xiaoyu's memory, on many awakened nights, the smell of snow cream and the smell of fart on the kang is almost always filled with the smell of snow cream and the strong smell of his mother. These smells seem to fill the entire cave, like Song Mantang's huge figure, filling the entire cave.
The sensitive and fragile boy feared these smells and the huge figure of Song Mantang, but this fear turned into a desire to be abused, hidden deep in his anus, hidden in his prostate, hidden in the deepest part of his heart
My mother often buys snow cream, and the flat snow cream box, on the kang, under the kang mat, and in the cabinet drawers, are almost everywhere. Fan Xiaoyu touched a snow cream box from the kang, applied it on the green locust stick, applied it on his asshole, and in the hot quilt, the lewd fragrance quickly became rich.
The boy lifted the quilt, and he whimpered obsessively like a cat calling out to spring: Captain... You should make my ass... Captain... I'll sell you ass...
Amid the obsessed hum, the green locust stick had penetrated into the fiery gap, and the fiery hole was on the top.
Under the dim light of the incandescent lamp, the boy's round butt was extremely charming and sexy, facing the wooden stick, the cold and hard wooden stick finally opened its hot and soft holes. At this moment, the boy let out an extremely sweet cry
Oh...Mom...
The cold and hard wooden stick, like a strong invader, completely opened the hot and soft holes, and slowly penetrated. The snow cream was like an accomplice of the invader, making the deeper it not difficult. The boy shivered sweetly and trembled. He opened his body without reservation like a girl who longed for a lover, and the wooden stick in his hand was sent to the deepest part of the anus.
All the emptiness and desire, at this moment, seemed to be filled with all. The boy moaned extremely sweetly with his butt, his twitchy little dick was like a happy little white fish, beating sweetly under his crotch, and a string of cheerful prostate fluid was overflowing.
Oh... Captain... please spare my mother... I will sell my ass for you... Captain... I will be my ass... beat me...
Fan Xiaoyu polished the head and body of the Qinghuai wooden stick to a very smooth and round texture. The tail of the stick still maintained the cross section that was sawed off the tree trunk. The stick also polished a circle of smooth and round grooves. When the wooden stick was inserted deep into the anus, the groove was stuck at the anus, so that the wooden stick would not slide out and fall off easily.
After the wooden stick more than one foot long was penetrated deep into the anus, it was half a foot and raised behind the buttocks like a tail. As the boy's body trembled, the wooden stick in the crack of the buttocks was shaking extremely strangely under the light, like a lewd elf, proudly proclaiming its distortion and possession of the boy.
Captain... My mother and I are selling your ass... In the confused spring night, Fan Xiaoyu started to whisper again
Song Mantang didn't know that on this spring night, there was a sensitive and fragile boy calling him. After he returned home from the brick factory, he soon got together with Zhao Guaicui.
Just now, Song Mantang was aroused by Su Guifang's desire. He originally planned to go to the house of Zhou and get a fire with the carpenter's wife. Later, he met the woman at the entrance of the village. She threw her eyes and rubbed her on him, which meant to invite him to have sex in the dark night.
Carpenter Zhou was an outsider. In the years when the class struggle was the most powerful, he brought his wife and children to Songjiawan and settled in the abandoned kiln in the east of the village. The carpenter knew what to do. Before Song Mantang brought the militia to interrogate, he took the initiative to present his wife to Song Mantang.
Although this woman is mediocre, she can do things on the kang. Therefore, Song Mantang no longer investigates where the carpenter's family came from and what their background was. They settled in the abandoned kiln
This carpenter is a coward. Whenever Song Mantang comes to the door, he will vain and ask his wife to serve Song Mantang. Therefore, when the village divides the fields and supplies, Song Mantang treats them like old residents of Songjiawan.
After leaving the brick and tile factory, Song Mantang still wanted to go to the carpenter's house, but when he arrived at the entrance of the village, he changed his mind. He was now in his early forties and had experienced a lot of things on the kang. Although he was still brave, his energy was not as good as he was back then.
At this age, it's just fine to pick up the tricks, and it's not fun to be greedy. Besides, Zhao Guaicui followed him. Although he had never suffered any crime, he spent the night outside when he was young, and let the original wife down a lot. When he thought of him taking his son out, Zhao Guaicui was so obedient, so he decided to go home to accompany his mother.
To be honest, Song Mantang is not a ruthless person. He loves his own woman. He is grateful for the contribution of this woman to the old Song family for years to support her old age and young people. He is even more grateful for the unconditional allowance of this woman.
He loved his son, this is his bones and blood. Zhao Guaicui always blamed himself for giving birth to this only child for the old Song family. He Song Mantang also blamed himself, but he was not in his expression of joy and anger, and replaced this self-blame with love for his son
In order to make his son understand things early, he took great pains. In the first half of his life, he has caught up with the good world. In addition, his strength has completely eaten more and occupied more days. He is well aware of the taste of happiness. He hopes that his son can enjoy this happiness. He even hopes that the Song family will pass on this happiness from generation to generation.
In fact, he also loved Su Guifang very fiercely. This woman was born in a wealthy family of scholars. Her every move and frown and smile were incomparable to ordinary village women. In front of this woman, he actually had a deep inferiority. He knew deeply that although he rubbed the woman into obedience and fart would depend on his face, but if there was no such a earth-shaking world, Song Mantang would not even smell other people's farts. In fact, his rubbing of this woman was mostly due to his inferiority.
However, inferiority complex is inferiority complex. Now he has let his son make her pussy and her ass, and beat her out all her shit. Isn’t this Song Mantang’s ability?
That night, Song Mantang was extremely fanatical about Zhao Guaicui, and Zhao Guaicui moaned and shouted happily under him: His father, kill me...you plant another one for me...I will give another cub for the old Song family...
After the fanaticism, Song Mantang quickly fell asleep with a snoring. He could never imagine that at this moment, a sensitive and fragile boy was calling him.
In fact, in addition to this teenager, there is also a girl under 18 years old. Her sexual psychology is also filled with the shadow of Song Mantang.
That night, in the Beiguan Hotel in Jiufang Town, dozens of miles away from Songjiawan, Fan Xiaoli, who was less than 18 years old, was having sex with a middle-aged man with a lewd man.
The middle-aged man is Wei Dongsheng, and he is the director of the Jiufang Town Food Factory
Jiufang Town Food Factory was a state-owned enterprise before, but it was about to close down due to poor management. The former deputy factory manager Wei Dongsheng contracted the food factory. From then on, the food factory became a private enterprise.
A few years ago, Song Mantang, as an activist in the fight against private criticism, went to the town to attend the commendation meeting. At that time, Wei Dongsheng was also an activist. The two activists gathered together and drank a few glasses of wine. Later, because of the different living environments, they did not have close contacts, but they both knew that there was a person like the other.
After graduating from junior high school, Fan Xiaoli has been idle at home. So Su Guifang begged Song Mantang to find a job for her daughter.
The girl has grown up and it is inconvenient to stay at home. In addition, this child is introverted, and as a mother, she naturally hopes that she can adapt to this society earlier and supplement her family's income.
Song Mantang is familiar with people in the township. He can insert Fan Xiaoli's into any of the private enterprises in the township, but he intends to place the girl in the town food factory. The town is far away from home and the food factory has a dormitory. The girl can't go home for ten days and half a month. For Song Mantang, it is naturally more convenient when she is sexually affair with Su Guifang.
For this reason, Song Mantang made a special trip to the town to find Wei Dongsheng. He did give him some gifts before he could get the matter done.
That was after the lunar year last year. Fan Xiaoli was less than seventeen. The girl stayed at home after graduating from junior high school and had never seen anything. When she arrived at the food factory in the town, she was afraid of her life and almost thought about going home every day.
This girl is like her mother Su Guifang, a natural beauty. People in those days generally had poor quality of life. Most girls in the development period were malnourished and thin. Fan Xiaoli was no exception. However, even though she was thin and thin, her breasts and two buttocks were better developed than most girls. In addition, her frown eyebrows and frown eyes, her white face and pitiful appearance soon made Wei Dongsheng feel itchy and difficult to scratch.
Although Wei Dongsheng is handsome, he is not a good person. His original name is Wei Fusheng. A few years ago, he changed his name to Wei Dongsheng due to political movements. When he learned that this girl was just Song Mantang's daughter, and she was not kinship with Song Mantang, he was bold and often used some small favors to win over the child.
A girl who has never seen any world, in this bad situation where she is unfamiliar with her, she can't help but accept Wei Dongsheng's small favor, accept Wei Dongsheng's verbal teasing, and accept Wei Dongsheng's scrupulous and obscene. Until last summer, a thunderstorm night, the girl finally lost her pure virgin body.
With the first time, there will be the second time, with the third time, with the second time and again
Fan Xiaoli has lost her fatherly love since she was a child. Because she was older, the impact of her mother's love on her was actually even more than that of her younger brother Fan Xiaoyu. When she woke up at midnight, Song Mantang had sex with her mother. She actually saw more of the scenes of her sexual intercourse with her mother than her younger brother.
In fact, because she was older, the family elements and Song Mantang's mistreatment to her mother left more shadows in her heart than her younger brother.
The awakening of sex allowed the girl to find sustenance. The physical pleasure that could not be described seemed to dilute the shadow of childhood, but the physical pleasure could not always be able to swing Song Mantang's figure.
Many times, in the shy and sweet sexual pleasure, Fan Xiaoli always felt that the man on her was Song Mantang. Such hallucinations made her pleasure more and more shy and sweeter, and she would soon get an orgasm that was about to die. She didn't know why, but the orgasm that was about to die was so intense, so intense that she liked such an illusion more and more.
That night, Wei Dongsheng opened a house at Beiguan Hotel and took Fan Xiaoli to have sex with him
A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old is like a fresh cherry. The taste made Wei Dongsheng forget that he was a middle-aged man over forty years old. He almost felt that he was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.
The girl moaned and hummed shyly and sweetly. She didn't think the man on her was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. She felt that the man on her was Song Mantang, the huge figure pressed on her mother at every awakening midnight in childhood.
At this time, Song Mantang had already entered a deep dream. He didn't know that his tyranny had long eroded his tender soul
The woman lay on the kang, listening to the whistling wind outside the window. At this moment, her heart was filled with weak dependence and a weak sense of security. This feeling was almost exactly the same as when she was in Song Mantang's arms.
In those days, almost no one in the closed rural areas knew about the avant-garde words such as sex slavery and sexual intercourse. Naturally, women had no way of knowing that she just felt inferior. However, such lowliness could dilute all the fear and helplessness in the past years, leaving only the joy that could not be spoken of.
Song Jianlong took off the quilt and he touched the sexy and seductive bare butt of a woman
The woman's white and tender buttocks were covered with red marks of belts, even in the seams of the buttocks. He couldn't help but remember that when it was dark, there was such red marks on the woman's buttocks. He didn't pay much attention at that time. Looking back now, someone must have used the belt to suck the woman's bare buttocks.
My dad went to find you later? The boy guessed that this was probably what his dad did, so he couldn't help but ask.
Well... your father looked for me later...How do you know...
The woman didn't expect the incident of Hongyinzi. She was a little puzzled, how could this young man know about the afternoon incident?
Did he hit you?
Hearing the boy's question, the woman then realized that it was the red mark on her butt that made the boy guess what happened next day. She immediately said embarrassedly and embarrassedly
After confirming his guess, Song Jianlong felt a little jealous and angry. He raised his hand and slapped the woman on the butt, and said with hatred: Why are you so mean, why do you love people to hit you in the ass!
The woman herself doesn't know why she is so mean. She can hear the jealous and angry voice of the boy, but she doesn't know what to do. The father and son are both averagely powerful. She also heard what Song Mantang said just now. The father and son regarded her as the livestock of the old Song family. How could she choose? Who would let her ride and who would beat her.
She couldn't explain, so she said in a voice: Grandpa... I don't know why... It's just that love makes people beat me... I feel so good...
Listening to the woman's slutty voice, Song Jianlong couldn't help but remember the situation where he used a belt to suck a woman's butt. The raging blood began to boil in his body again. He raised his hand and slapped the woman's butt, and asked fiercely: Do I feel good about you to slap you or does my father feel good about you?
Grandpa...you...you're so fucking...
At this moment, the woman naturally knew that she should please the little grandfather behind her. Although the boy's slap was not very strong, the slap made her commit abuse and slutty again.
The woman's butt was fat and solid. This slap made Song Jianlong's hand hurt. He didn't have a belt. The belt was a cloth strap sewn by his mother. So he looked up and wanted to find a replacement for the house. Seeing a broom sweeping the kang corner, he naturally grabbed it in his hand, swung the broom bump, and slapped it hard on the woman's butt.
Oh... Grandpa...
The heavy broom bumps were thrusting on the butt, and the feeling was different from the belt. The woman was so painful that her heart was trembling, but the pleasure of being abused became fierce again
Are you feeling good?
Very... Very good... Grandpa... You beat my slave's buttocks so hard...
With a bang, the broom bump was thrust on his butt again, and the boy continued to ask: Is it good to have a broom bump or a belt?
It feels so good... the little grandpa feels so good... the little grandpa... the little grandpa... the woman screamed in pain, while she raised her butt and took the initiative to open her plump buttocks, and begged the boy to whip her most sensitive part
With a snap, the broom bump was sucked unabashedly in the open butt crack of the woman, and on the woman's vagina and anus
My little grandpa... The woman screamed sweetly, and the broom was pumped in the most sensitive place. This taste was more difficult to stop than the belt, and it was also more joyful
The vaginal fluid in the vagina slit overflowed sweetly again, the hot kang was fumigating the fragrance of snowflake cream, the faint smell of ass, and the rich smell of pussy. The smell mixed together, and it became increasingly inciting the teenager's rage.
Smack
Hit your butt, hit your asshole, hit your pussy!
Grandpa... Little Grandpa... You beat Nunu's pussy water... You beat Nunu's slutty soup...
After last night, Song Jianlong already knew what pussy water and slut soup were. The woman said it was right. She stuck out her vagina and spread it backwards. The white and greasy vaginal fluid was spreading across the red and swollen vagina. Her curled pubic hair became darker and darker by the vaginal fluid. This lewd and stimulating scene made the boy even more excited, but he was not satisfied.
The boy threw down the broom, grabbed the syringe, and pushed the syringe wildly and evilly on the woman's asshole, and pushed the syringe in with a squirting sound.
The woman didn't know what the boy was going to do, but she felt that the cold syringe was pressing against her asshole, pushing her breath. She was so panicked that she tried hard to clamp her butt and avoided her, screaming in surprise.
Don’t hide, just stick it out. I not only want you to let you flow through your pussy, but also let you fart. While being beaten, I stick out my big white ass and fart me!
The boy imitated his father's fierce voice and ordered the woman
The woman finally understood what this boy was going to do. She had her most shameful shit and urine that had been edible. What kind of shame is worthy of restraint?
The woman no longer avoided her and let the tricky boy give her. With the sound of the syringe, gas after gas pushed into the woman's anal eyes and into the woman's intestines.
Grandpa... dare not come again...
The gas in a woman's belly gathered more and more, she frowned and begged
A few more times! The boy said lewdly, as if he was enjoying it
Several more gases were pushed into the woman's anus, and the woman felt her belly was getting more and more full, and she couldn't bear it.
Grandpa... please spare me... The woman twisted her butt unbearably, and she begged with a crying voice
The tricky boy finally stopped. He slapped the woman's trembling buttocks and asked lewdly: Do you want to fart?
I think... The woman said sadly
Hehe, hold it in, let it go when I hit you in the ass
The dark and lustful desire in the boy's heart was incited by the woman's sorrow. He threw away the syringe and grabbed the broom again. He was extremely excited to rub the broom with the broom bump on the eggs on the woman's buttocks, rub the slits in the woman's buttocks, and rub the woman's red and swollen vagina.
The rough broom bump rubbed into a strange lust. The bulging belly and the feeling of farting seemed to be integrated into this strange lust. The woman couldn't help but hum sweetly and depressedly.
With a snap, the rubbing broom bumps were swung up without warning and thrust heavily on the woman's butt
Oh... Grandpa...
The woman screamed in pain, and her asshole contracted like a conditioned reflex, and then she couldn't help but let go. At the moment of release, a crisp loud fart was released involuntarily.
Is it so good? The boy asked excitedly and obscenely
Feeling so badly... The woman's shameless answer
Is it good to get shit or to get fart?
All feel good...
What a woman is talking about is the truth, being fucked, is also full of shame and helplessness, and is also full of pleasure and joy brought by shame and helplessness
The fanatical boy swung his broom and whipped it on the woman's butt one after another. The crackling sound of flesh was concentrated like raindrops
The woman could no longer control herself. She shook her butt in an extremely confused manner. With a pity, she raised a shameless fart, and at the same time, she screamed.
Grandpa... Why are you so good at slapping your ass... You beat my mischievous ass so hard... You beat my mischievous ass so hard... You beat my mischievous woman's fart...
The woman's fart seemed to touch Song Jianlong's darkest and most passionate desire. He threw away the broom, quickly untied his pants, opened his thumb with one hand, and clenched into the woman's anus without saying anything. He held the hard cock in the other hand, looked at the woman's vagina, which was flowing with vaginal fluid, and inserted it in a hot and hot manner.
Ah...Little Grandpa...
The brick factory far away from the village echoed the mature woman's screams and the roar of the boy. The chilly wind in early spring passed through the window lattice and patted the window paper, as if I wanted to see the boy's bravery and thrust, and see the mature woman's passionate tumbling.
The woman had no time to worry about shame, and as she shook her head, her crisp farts were rising one after another, as if her asshole was also screaming in a passionate way.
At this moment, Song Jianlong wished that two cocks could be born under his crotch. While fucking the woman's vaginal fluid, he was snatching the woman's assholes, and he couldn't help but lose sight of the other.
The woman has experience, she snorted and said, "Grandpa...there's a clean back...you change the two of them...
The young man who was missing the other suddenly realized that he was thrusting his dick, like a calf who was having fun, and fucked those two eyes in turn.
The fragrance of snow cream, the faint smell of ass, and the strong smell of pussy, churned again. These smells mixed together, as if they were mixed into a blazing aphrodisiac, churning and stirring up all the desires on this hot kang
That night, on the kang in the cave west of Songjiawan Village, the same smell was also stirring up Fan Xiaoyu's desires.
After his mother left home, Fan Xiaoyu went to bed early and had already finished writing homework during evening self-study. Because he had masturbated many times last night, he originally planned to restrain himself tonight.
However, there was clearly a scent of snow cream on the kang, mixed with a faint smell of butt, and the unique scent of my mother.
He thought the smell of snow cream and the smell of fart were left by himself last night. He thought that the unique smell of his mother was left by his mother during his nap. How could he think of these smells as the smells left by his mother and Song Jianlong before he returned home
These lewd smells teased this sensitive and fragile boy like aphrodisiac on a spring night. He wanted to restrain himself, but he finally couldn't resist it.
In the dark night, it seemed as if an unknown elf was seducing him. He finally couldn't help but turn over and lie on the kang, squeezed his buzzy little cock on the kang, and his butt couldn't help twisting.
At some point, he had taken off his trousers, his bare butt twisted in the quilt, twisting itchy hot flashes in the crack of the butt, and his anus seemed to be ignited by a strange flame. The emptiness and desire that could not be expressed quickly burned and spread.
At some point, he was already like a girl in Sichun, moaning in a coquettish voice. His hands couldn't help but stroke his butt, and he occasionally opened two butt eggs, fully exposing the burning empty and desireful asshole.
At some point, his fingers had already penetrated the fiery hole, but the tiny fingers made the emptiness and desire more depressed and intense.
The sensitive and fragile boy could no longer control himself. He finally touched the green locust stick in the gap in the cave where the hole collapsed. He lay naked in the quilt, like a girl in Sichun caressing her lover, and was intoxicated by the cold and hard wooden stick.
The boy wrapped a piece of old cloth with a green locust stick. He cleaned it every time he used it. Although he hid in the cracks of the soil, when he opened the old cloth, the stick was still clean because it was often moistened by snow cream and anus. The stick shone with a very warm luster under the light, like an exquisite work of art, but this work exuded the lewd smell of snow cream and smell of stinky fart.
Fan Xiaoyu inexplicably likes these scents. If he adds the unique scent of his mother, it has always been an irresistible temptation and stimulation for him, which is probably related to his childhood experience.
Since the popularity of snow cream has been popularized in rural areas, Su Guifang has often liked to use this thing as lubrication during anal sex. In Fan Xiaoyu's memory, on many awakened nights, the smell of snow cream and the smell of fart on the kang is almost always filled with the smell of snow cream and the strong smell of his mother. These smells seem to fill the entire cave, like Song Mantang's huge figure, filling the entire cave.
The sensitive and fragile boy feared these smells and the huge figure of Song Mantang, but this fear turned into a desire to be abused, hidden deep in his anus, hidden in his prostate, hidden in the deepest part of his heart
My mother often buys snow cream, and the flat snow cream box, on the kang, under the kang mat, and in the cabinet drawers, are almost everywhere. Fan Xiaoyu touched a snow cream box from the kang, applied it on the green locust stick, applied it on his asshole, and in the hot quilt, the lewd fragrance quickly became rich.
The boy lifted the quilt, and he whimpered obsessively like a cat calling out to spring: Captain... You should make my ass... Captain... I'll sell you ass...
Amid the obsessed hum, the green locust stick had penetrated into the fiery gap, and the fiery hole was on the top.
Under the dim light of the incandescent lamp, the boy's round butt was extremely charming and sexy, facing the wooden stick, the cold and hard wooden stick finally opened its hot and soft holes. At this moment, the boy let out an extremely sweet cry
Oh...Mom...
The cold and hard wooden stick, like a strong invader, completely opened the hot and soft holes, and slowly penetrated. The snow cream was like an accomplice of the invader, making the deeper it not difficult. The boy shivered sweetly and trembled. He opened his body without reservation like a girl who longed for a lover, and the wooden stick in his hand was sent to the deepest part of the anus.
All the emptiness and desire, at this moment, seemed to be filled with all. The boy moaned extremely sweetly with his butt, his twitchy little dick was like a happy little white fish, beating sweetly under his crotch, and a string of cheerful prostate fluid was overflowing.
Oh... Captain... please spare my mother... I will sell my ass for you... Captain... I will be my ass... beat me...
Fan Xiaoyu polished the head and body of the Qinghuai wooden stick to a very smooth and round texture. The tail of the stick still maintained the cross section that was sawed off the tree trunk. The stick also polished a circle of smooth and round grooves. When the wooden stick was inserted deep into the anus, the groove was stuck at the anus, so that the wooden stick would not slide out and fall off easily.
After the wooden stick more than one foot long was penetrated deep into the anus, it was half a foot and raised behind the buttocks like a tail. As the boy's body trembled, the wooden stick in the crack of the buttocks was shaking extremely strangely under the light, like a lewd elf, proudly proclaiming its distortion and possession of the boy.
Captain... My mother and I are selling your ass... In the confused spring night, Fan Xiaoyu started to whisper again
Song Mantang didn't know that on this spring night, there was a sensitive and fragile boy calling him. After he returned home from the brick factory, he soon got together with Zhao Guaicui.
Just now, Song Mantang was aroused by Su Guifang's desire. He originally planned to go to the house of Zhou and get a fire with the carpenter's wife. Later, he met the woman at the entrance of the village. She threw her eyes and rubbed her on him, which meant to invite him to have sex in the dark night.
Carpenter Zhou was an outsider. In the years when the class struggle was the most powerful, he brought his wife and children to Songjiawan and settled in the abandoned kiln in the east of the village. The carpenter knew what to do. Before Song Mantang brought the militia to interrogate, he took the initiative to present his wife to Song Mantang.
Although this woman is mediocre, she can do things on the kang. Therefore, Song Mantang no longer investigates where the carpenter's family came from and what their background was. They settled in the abandoned kiln
This carpenter is a coward. Whenever Song Mantang comes to the door, he will vain and ask his wife to serve Song Mantang. Therefore, when the village divides the fields and supplies, Song Mantang treats them like old residents of Songjiawan.
After leaving the brick and tile factory, Song Mantang still wanted to go to the carpenter's house, but when he arrived at the entrance of the village, he changed his mind. He was now in his early forties and had experienced a lot of things on the kang. Although he was still brave, his energy was not as good as he was back then.
At this age, it's just fine to pick up the tricks, and it's not fun to be greedy. Besides, Zhao Guaicui followed him. Although he had never suffered any crime, he spent the night outside when he was young, and let the original wife down a lot. When he thought of him taking his son out, Zhao Guaicui was so obedient, so he decided to go home to accompany his mother.
To be honest, Song Mantang is not a ruthless person. He loves his own woman. He is grateful for the contribution of this woman to the old Song family for years to support her old age and young people. He is even more grateful for the unconditional allowance of this woman.
He loved his son, this is his bones and blood. Zhao Guaicui always blamed himself for giving birth to this only child for the old Song family. He Song Mantang also blamed himself, but he was not in his expression of joy and anger, and replaced this self-blame with love for his son
In order to make his son understand things early, he took great pains. In the first half of his life, he has caught up with the good world. In addition, his strength has completely eaten more and occupied more days. He is well aware of the taste of happiness. He hopes that his son can enjoy this happiness. He even hopes that the Song family will pass on this happiness from generation to generation.
In fact, he also loved Su Guifang very fiercely. This woman was born in a wealthy family of scholars. Her every move and frown and smile were incomparable to ordinary village women. In front of this woman, he actually had a deep inferiority. He knew deeply that although he rubbed the woman into obedience and fart would depend on his face, but if there was no such a earth-shaking world, Song Mantang would not even smell other people's farts. In fact, his rubbing of this woman was mostly due to his inferiority.
However, inferiority complex is inferiority complex. Now he has let his son make her pussy and her ass, and beat her out all her shit. Isn’t this Song Mantang’s ability?
That night, Song Mantang was extremely fanatical about Zhao Guaicui, and Zhao Guaicui moaned and shouted happily under him: His father, kill me...you plant another one for me...I will give another cub for the old Song family...
After the fanaticism, Song Mantang quickly fell asleep with a snoring. He could never imagine that at this moment, a sensitive and fragile boy was calling him.
In fact, in addition to this teenager, there is also a girl under 18 years old. Her sexual psychology is also filled with the shadow of Song Mantang.
That night, in the Beiguan Hotel in Jiufang Town, dozens of miles away from Songjiawan, Fan Xiaoli, who was less than 18 years old, was having sex with a middle-aged man with a lewd man.
The middle-aged man is Wei Dongsheng, and he is the director of the Jiufang Town Food Factory
Jiufang Town Food Factory was a state-owned enterprise before, but it was about to close down due to poor management. The former deputy factory manager Wei Dongsheng contracted the food factory. From then on, the food factory became a private enterprise.
A few years ago, Song Mantang, as an activist in the fight against private criticism, went to the town to attend the commendation meeting. At that time, Wei Dongsheng was also an activist. The two activists gathered together and drank a few glasses of wine. Later, because of the different living environments, they did not have close contacts, but they both knew that there was a person like the other.
After graduating from junior high school, Fan Xiaoli has been idle at home. So Su Guifang begged Song Mantang to find a job for her daughter.
The girl has grown up and it is inconvenient to stay at home. In addition, this child is introverted, and as a mother, she naturally hopes that she can adapt to this society earlier and supplement her family's income.
Song Mantang is familiar with people in the township. He can insert Fan Xiaoli's into any of the private enterprises in the township, but he intends to place the girl in the town food factory. The town is far away from home and the food factory has a dormitory. The girl can't go home for ten days and half a month. For Song Mantang, it is naturally more convenient when she is sexually affair with Su Guifang.
For this reason, Song Mantang made a special trip to the town to find Wei Dongsheng. He did give him some gifts before he could get the matter done.
That was after the lunar year last year. Fan Xiaoli was less than seventeen. The girl stayed at home after graduating from junior high school and had never seen anything. When she arrived at the food factory in the town, she was afraid of her life and almost thought about going home every day.
This girl is like her mother Su Guifang, a natural beauty. People in those days generally had poor quality of life. Most girls in the development period were malnourished and thin. Fan Xiaoli was no exception. However, even though she was thin and thin, her breasts and two buttocks were better developed than most girls. In addition, her frown eyebrows and frown eyes, her white face and pitiful appearance soon made Wei Dongsheng feel itchy and difficult to scratch.
Although Wei Dongsheng is handsome, he is not a good person. His original name is Wei Fusheng. A few years ago, he changed his name to Wei Dongsheng due to political movements. When he learned that this girl was just Song Mantang's daughter, and she was not kinship with Song Mantang, he was bold and often used some small favors to win over the child.
A girl who has never seen any world, in this bad situation where she is unfamiliar with her, she can't help but accept Wei Dongsheng's small favor, accept Wei Dongsheng's verbal teasing, and accept Wei Dongsheng's scrupulous and obscene. Until last summer, a thunderstorm night, the girl finally lost her pure virgin body.
With the first time, there will be the second time, with the third time, with the second time and again
Fan Xiaoli has lost her fatherly love since she was a child. Because she was older, the impact of her mother's love on her was actually even more than that of her younger brother Fan Xiaoyu. When she woke up at midnight, Song Mantang had sex with her mother. She actually saw more of the scenes of her sexual intercourse with her mother than her younger brother.
In fact, because she was older, the family elements and Song Mantang's mistreatment to her mother left more shadows in her heart than her younger brother.
The awakening of sex allowed the girl to find sustenance. The physical pleasure that could not be described seemed to dilute the shadow of childhood, but the physical pleasure could not always be able to swing Song Mantang's figure.
Many times, in the shy and sweet sexual pleasure, Fan Xiaoli always felt that the man on her was Song Mantang. Such hallucinations made her pleasure more and more shy and sweeter, and she would soon get an orgasm that was about to die. She didn't know why, but the orgasm that was about to die was so intense, so intense that she liked such an illusion more and more.
That night, Wei Dongsheng opened a house at Beiguan Hotel and took Fan Xiaoli to have sex with him
A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old is like a fresh cherry. The taste made Wei Dongsheng forget that he was a middle-aged man over forty years old. He almost felt that he was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.
The girl moaned and hummed shyly and sweetly. She didn't think the man on her was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. She felt that the man on her was Song Mantang, the huge figure pressed on her mother at every awakening midnight in childhood.
At this time, Song Mantang had already entered a deep dream. He didn't know that his tyranny had long eroded his tender soul
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