When it was getting dark, Song Mantang and Cui Shuankui returned to Songjiawan
The subsidy for the village-run enterprise has finally been completed. Five thousand yuan will be obtained soon. Song Mantang's steps are extremely light, and he was shocked that the sparrows living on the jujube trees on the cliffs fluttered and flew around.
Cousin Man, I really admire you. I thought we didn’t have a lime factory, so the fabrication would definitely not be done. I didn’t expect you to be done. Cui Shuankui praised him sincerely
What can’t be done? If the country’s money is not done in vain, it depends on whether you have the ability to get it!
I originally thought that if the subsidy for brick and tile factory could be approved, it would be great. Unexpectedly, once you repay two, both of them were made
Sneer, Song Mantang sneered: You don’t think about it. If you honestly only apply for one brick factory, the subsidy will not even be enough. If you can’t handle the funds, you will still say whether you can get the approval!
Song Mantang said it well. A company subsidizes 5,000 yuan. If you don’t fabricate a lime factory, it will be really not enough to handle it.
Just now, I stuffed two hundred yuan to each township leader and promised to give each person another eight hundred yuan after the subsidy was paid. This matter was done smoothly. Calculated the account and gave a gift of 5,000 yuan. If it weren't for fabricating a lime factory, how could he have got it?
As for whether there is a lime factory in Songjiawan, the township leaders will definitely not investigate it carefully as long as they get the money. These leaders are very enlightened and will definitely not do the matter of shooting themselves in the foot.
Song Mantang did this very well. He not only got the money, but also brought him closer to the township leaders.
There is no lime factory at all. The legal representative of the brick and tile factory is Song Mantang, the village party secretary. He dealt with the money. The villagers of Songjiawan are not only not qualified to ask, but no one dares to ask.
When the money comes down, you get 600 yuan. This matter must be strictly controlled, don't even tell your wife.
Brother, don't worry, please make sure to be tight. The girls' assholes are not tight and their mouths are not tight. How can they tell their wife? Cui Shuankui got 600 yuan in vain, so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth.
Hearing Cui Shuankui's joke, Song Mantang couldn't help but think of Su Guifang. He didn't pay attention to saying this to Su Guifang in the afternoon. Now he thought about it and felt quite regretful.
Fortunately, women don’t like to visit each other, so it’s better for women to be obedient. If he warns him in time, women will never dare to say anything.
Brother, what should Manyuan and Mancang do? Will you tell them the difference?
Song Manyuan and Song Mancang are not only Song Mantang's cousins, but also like Cui Shuankui, both Song Mantang's right-hand man. Cui Shuankui got the money, and I don't know if they have any of these two, so there is this question on the other hand.
They don't work hard for this matter, each of them has four hundred. You clamped your mouth tightly. If they ask, you say you took four hundred. Song Mantang said it, thinking in his heart that he should hurry up and warn the woman.
Brother, don't worry, I know what to say, Cui Shuankui said happily
Well, just know, you go back first, I have something to do
Seeing that she had arrived at the entrance of the village, Song Mantang did not go home. Cui Shuankui asked him to touch someone, and said with a smile: Brother, I feel refreshed when I am happy, please be at ease, hehe
Song Mantang glared at Cui Shuankui with a dark face. The ghost drill made a face and left. He watched Cui Shuankui walk away and turn the detour on the cliff and out of sight. Song Mantang then changed his way to the west of the village.
The kiln courtyard where the woman lives is in a ditch in the west of the village, along with the earth cliff in the ditch. This kiln courtyard originally belonged to the Fan family. It used to be the place where the Fan family raised animals. Later, the Fan family's old house was a breeding place for the production team. However, the orphan and widowed mother of the Fan family lived in the place where the animals were raised before.
Song Mantang couldn't help but sigh that the world was unpredictable, just like the world has indeed changed.
Now it is no longer the year when class struggle is greater than anything else. After the land is divided into households, each farms and collects his own grain. The production team is useless, and his authority is obviously not as good as in previous years. Not to mention the others, just talk about the girls he had been betrothed with in previous years, and a few of them didn't pay much attention to him.
But Song Mantang was not depressed by this. He knew deeply that when a person lives, he had to follow the will of heaven. As long as he followed the will of heaven and dared to do it, he would always be invincible no matter what time it was.
He had already keenly smelled that in this world, in addition to power, money is the most important thing.
After the afternoon, he only gave the woman thirty yuan, and the woman was so grateful that she didn't know what to do. Think about it, now she can easily get 5,000 yuan. In addition to Shuankui and others, it was almost 4,000 yuan. The monthly salary of public teachers is only more than 80 yuan. Based on this, a public teacher can't earn so much in three years.
Of course, the money was finally obtained by the power in his hands. Song Mantang became more and more convinced that power was still the foundation. As long as he had power in his hands, he would have money. As long as he had power in his hands, he Song Mantang was still the master of Song Jiawan.
His only worry now is his son Song Jianlong. I hope this kid can understand these things earlier, so that the old Song family can have successors.
From the old Song family to the Song Laogui branch, both generations of people are from the same lineage. For this reason, Song Mantang secretly wondered. Not to mention the old man's ability, just say that the thing in his crotch is absolutely good. He planted Song Jianlong less than a month after his marriage with Zhao Guaicui. It can be seen that Zhao Guaicui's land is fine and his seeds are not a problem, but after that, Zhao Guaicui's belly did not move anymore, and even the girls he missed later did not plant one.
But wondering, Song Mantang also accepted his fate. God will not let you take everything. Besides, if it is a wolf, one is enough. If it is a sheep, even if it is a group, it will make people eat meat.
Thinking of this, Song Mantang couldn't help but secretly feel that his approach was correct. Letting his son taste the woman earlier will definitely inspire his son's desires and ambitions earlier.
He had already planned to increase the weight tonight. He wanted his son to know that women are just playthings. Real men cannot take playthings seriously, and they cannot be affectionate about playthings.
Song Mantang thought about it while leaving the west of the village. The dilapidated kiln courtyard in the ditch outside the village was already looking at it. In the twilight, he suddenly saw a figure climbing up the wall of the kiln courtyard, hesitating to jump in.
He immediately stopped and quickly hid his body behind a green locust tree, trying his best not to let the other party discover him, and at the same time secretly observe who the other party is
In this Songjiawan, everyone knows that this woman is his forbidden body, Song Mantang. Who did he eat the courage of Xiongxin and leopard? How dare he have the idea of this woman?
Although it was already dark at this time, the figure was clearly visible, either one or another, it was his own cub
Song Mantang quietly hid his body, becoming more and more quiet. He saw the figure jumping into the yard, and waited for a while before turning back to the road back to the village.
Now, it was the time when junior high school kids went to evening self-study. Song Mantang knew that this kid had definitely skipped class and skipped school, so he rushed back to find a woman to do that
At this moment, Song Mantang was not only not angry at all, but also very appreciating and joyful in his heart. Men must have the energy to skip classes and skip school or pry over the door and wall. No matter what method he wants, as long as he can get it, it is his ability.
During breakfast, the boy asked him if he was still looking at the brick factory at night. He was quite angry at that time. The man did not rely on his own to fight for him, but only rely on my arrangements. What a man. Now he was finally relieved: a good boy is from the old Song family, a man!
Song Mantang turned back to the village, his steps became lighter and he was not too late to tell the woman to slow down. His son had such a future, which was more worthy of joy than a few thousand yuan, and let him have fun first.
Su Guifang had already cleaned up at this time. She had just made dinner and left the warm portion for her son in the pot. She just waited for her son to go home and had dinner, so she went to the brick factory.
As soon as she came out of the kitchen kiln, she suddenly saw a figure jumping from the wall to the yard. Not only was she so shocked that her heart was shrunk into a ball, but even the eyes on her lower body were scared into a ball.
Although this kiln courtyard is far away from the village, because of Song Mantang, no one dares to climb over her walls on weekdays. Naturally, she has never seen such a thing. She was so frightened that she didn't even have the energy to open her mouth and shout, and she just stood there stupidly.
When the figure stood up, it was no one else, but it was the little ancestor who had last night. The woman's horror was re-attached and hurriedly met.
Little ancestor...you...why are you here...
The woman deliberately dressed up, and changed her upper body to a small cotton jacket with a red foundation with a white background, and a pair of black pants with a lower body. The material was given to her by Song Mantang before the New Year. The woman was skillful and could cut and sew herself. Because of Song Mantang's preference, she deliberately sewed the pants narrower and more skillful, wrapping her fat buttocks tightly. This was the first time that the woman was on her upper body. It was just because Song Mantang asked her to dress up beautifully that she wore these pants and took out the red cotton jacket sewn when she was a young woman, and they matched them together.
When dressed up like this, the woman looked several years younger. In the dusk, her pretty figure made the boy stunned. For a moment, she felt that her love seemed to be about to explode.
After lingering in love all day, the boy's heart had a feeling of first love. In fact, this was indeed the boy's first love. Although the physical love was in front of him, emotional love quickly grew within this day.
The boy pounced on him, hugging the woman in his arms as if he was hungry, kissing her passionately, and holding the woman's plump buttocks with his hands, rubbing her hard
Auntie, I miss you so much...
The woman was also infected by the teenager's passion, and her rich lips came up to her, and she was panting while kissing: Um... Um... Little ancestor... Why are you back at this time... Don't you go to evening self-study...
I won't go... Auntie, I miss you all this day, my hot pussy, my big tits, my big white ass, my asshole...
Such rude and hot love words fully vent the love and fanaticism of the boy. This love and fanaticism enveloped everything like the night, and quickly enveloped the woman's weak feelings.
Jianwa... Aunt misses you too... I just thought about it...
The boy was still eager to express his longing and fanaticism: Auntie, I even want to be your fart...
The woman's Mèi screamed, and her asshole couldn't help but tighten, and a strand of extremely sweet numbness was shrunk.
The boy picked up the woman. The woman was full and her weight was naturally not light. Although the boy's body had not grown up yet, at this moment, he felt that he was extremely strong.
Grandpa...what are you going to do... Let me go quickly... Be careful and flashed...
The boy ignored it at all. He hugged the woman and broke open the kiln door. He threw the woman on the kang with great enthusiasm. He couldn't wait to untie his pants, and his hot and hard cock quickly jumped out.
The woman was already filled with her heart. What else could she say at this time? In the dark cave, she turned over and knelt on the kang, and hugged the boy under the edge of the kang into her arms. She lowered her head and her rich lips had already held the boy's fishy and hot penis.
Hiss...Ah... The boy roared, and he had been lingering in love all day long. At this moment, it seemed that he had all found his home.
The woman held the boy's penis and sucked emotionally, but the boy couldn't stand the darkness in the cave. He groped for the switch rope
This kiln courtyard is far away from the village and it was not powered. However, in this Songjiawan, there was nothing that Song Mantang could not do. He did not come forward and asked Cui Shuankui to get an electrician and specially pull a wire for the woman's kiln courtyard.
The boy was not familiar with all the layout in the cave, and he couldn't touch the switch rope for a while. The woman knew what the boy was thinking, so she let go of the object in her mouth, climbed to the head of the kang and turned on the lights.
This is also a small wattage incandescent light bulb, but the light is incomparable to the oil lamp.
Under the light, the woman's face was full of charming drunkenness. Song Jianlong couldn't help but think of the peach blossoms on the cliff in spring, as if it was such a color.
He quickly took off his pants, ran to the kang with his lower body naked, and then pulled the woman's belt. The woman pursed her lips and chuckled. While pushing him away, she took off her shoes. She unbuttoned her belt and wiped her pants. Her fat and white bare butt turned around and stuck her on the kang.
Hiss...Ah...
Oh... Grandpa...
In the kiln courtyard that had just begun to night, the cheers of the boy and the mature woman echoed, and the intercourse of dry firewood and fire, weaving each other on the kang of the cave, making the fat buttocks crackle and the vaginal fluid splash everywhere.
Song Jianlong had ejaculated in the woman's pussy once, and the woman had also lost her body twice in a row. However, the boy's penis was raised again. He opened the woman's buttocks and his hard cock was pushed around the woman's asshole.
The woman covered the crack of the butt with her hands back and said anxiously: Grandpa... her ass is not bad...
Song Jianlong didn't understand why his butt was not worth it. He had been worth it last night, but why he was not worth it now.
He pushed the woman's hand away, thrust his cock fiercely, and looked at the eyes and was about to get it. However, the woman turned over and sat up in panic, pressing her butt on the kang: Grandpa... It's really a waste of time... You are obedient... Auntie instigated you...
You are a good guy who sells ass, don't want you to be so mean, just want your ass. Hurry up, big white ass and sells it to me! The boy is unwilling to let go
The woman was so helpless at this time. The last night was full of shit in her eyes. When she was touched in front of her, her shameful and depressed stool kept tormenting her. She almost couldn't hold on to such a situation. How dare she touched her eyes? Not to mention whether the boy in front of her would be disgusting or disgusted. If she couldn't hold on to her, how could Song Mantang explain it?
Later, Song Mantang issued an order to hold her soaked shit and said she would use it tonight. Although she didn't know what the use of her feces would be, she didn't dare to ignore Song Mantang's words.
Hurry up, I have to be your ass tonight! Song Jianlong thought of Xu Hongjuan's lively butt and twisted eggs, and the way Teacher Liu was writing on tiptoe and sticking his buttocks on the blackboard. He was eager to rape a woman's anus and release the stimulation and fantasy of the whole day!
Grandpa...please spare me...I'll give you a dick...I'll lick your ass...please spare this...
Song Jianlong could see that the woman's begging was sincere. He was not only becoming more and more urgent, but also very angry. He didn't know what happened to this woman. He did it well last night, why is he so stubborn now.
In a hurry, he suddenly remembered the vital points of a woman, so he let go of the woman, pretended to be leisurely and took out a cigarette and lit it. While smoking, he slowly said: If you are reluctant, I won’t leave. Anyway, the evening self-study is about to come out, Fan Xiaoyu is coming back soon. When he comes back, you can lick my cock and let him watch from the side.
When the woman heard this, she was so embarrassed that she almost cried: Grandpa... please spare me...
Song Jianlong pretended to be leisurely: either break the buttocks apart and let me go on Sunday, or we just wait slowly, you can do it
Under the light, the boy's face looked arrogant and scoundrel like his old man Song Mantang. The woman could no longer hold on. She turned over and lay on the kang, touched the box of snow cream, picked out some and wiped it in the crack of the butt, and said helplessly: Grandpa... I can't resist you... You... You... You should do it slowly... The place is not clean... Be careful... Be careful... Be careful to dirty your body...
The boy stood up with his cock, proudly stepped behind the woman, and proudly ordered the woman: Pull up his ass and spread it apart!
The woman raised her butt, pulled her plump buttocks with both hands, and was still muttering: Little ancestor... Be slower...
After last night's baptism, everything was already familiar. With the lubrication of the snow cream, I squeezed in.
Oh...Little ancestor...Little grandpa...
Because of holding the feces, the woman's anus is more sensitive. The boy's insertion makes the depressed stool more and more depressed. The depressed is not only full of shame, but also full of unspeakable sweetness and joy.
Song Jianlong also felt that a woman's asshole had a clear difference compared to last night. Not only was the asshole tightly clamped, it was far less soft than last night, but it was also filled with a warm and indescribable thing. The thing surrounded his cock and resisted his cock, bringing him a strange stimulation and pleasure.
The boy started to thrust, and the woman moaned in a crying voice: Little ancestor... do it slowly... Be slower...
How could Song Jianlong slow down? He pressed the woman's fat buttocks, and couldn't help but recall Xu Hongjuan's lively buttocks, and recalled Teacher Liu's buttocks' slits
In the beautiful recollection, a stinking smell of shit spread out in an extremely obvious way. When Song Jianlong hurriedly looked down, he saw a circle of yellow shit on the woman's asshole, which was clearly poked out by her cock.
The dirty feces formed an extremely strong contrast with the woman's snow-white and plump butt. This situation made Song Jianlong inexplicably excited. He seemed to see himself making Xu Hongjuan shit out of sun, and making Mr. Liu sweet and glutinous!
Hiss...Ah... The boy roared, his hard penis hit the deepest part of the woman's asshole, and he was extremely fierce and cheerful, ejaculated with semen one after another.
After ejaculation, the boy couldn't help feeling a little disgusted. He sucked his cock and panted and said to the woman: Auntie, do you have any straw paper?
The woman also smelled the stinking smell. She secretly touched her hands. When she took it in front of her, she was so embarrassed that her face was flushed. While quickly pulling out straw paper under the kang mat, she complained to the young man in shame: I said... I can't do it...
Looking at the woman's shameful and pretty appearance, the boy's disgusting feeling relieved a lot. He took the straw paper and wiped it while teasing the woman: Auntie, I'm making you shit out, I'm making you shit out, hehe!
The woman became more and more embarrassed and blushed. She quickly got up and wiped it clean. Then she got off the kang and mixed it with hot water. She waited for the boy to wash her lower body and also washed her lower body.
Little ancestor, now it’s all your heart, please come back quickly...
I guess that the evening study in the school has ended and my son will return home soon. The woman was anxious. She was wearing clothes while urging the boy.
The boy no longer acted foolishly. He put on his clothes and said with unsatisfactory words: I don’t know if my father would let us go to the brick factory tonight. I asked him in the morning and he said he would be black.
I don't know... what your father thought... I don't know...
The woman knew that she was going to the brick factory later, and Song Mantang asked her to serve her well tonight. She guessed that she would definitely not have anything to do tonight, but she couldn't explain it to the child, so she had to pretend that she didn't know anything.
The boy was still unsatisfied. He hugged the woman in his arms, hugged her tightly for a while, and said in the woman's ear: If my father still asks us to go to the brick factory, you will clean your cakes later, and I will make it well. I haven't done it well just now...
Well, I know, you go back quickly! The woman is urging her again
The boy finally let go of the woman. The woman sent him to the gate. He watched him walk up the cliff and his figure sink into the darkness. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
My son is about to go home, so she has to clean up the kang. Although the boy had only fucked her asshole for a few times, her intentions became stronger. Fortunately, she only missed a little and did not completely lose control. Otherwise, if she went to the brick factory later, Song Mantang would definitely not spare her.
As soon as Song Jianlong walked up to the cliff of the Kiln Courtyard, he met Fan Xiaoyu who was coming home from school.
Few people come to this remote ditch in normal times. I suddenly saw someone walking towards me in the darkness. Fan Xiaoyu was shocked and hurriedly asked him to go by the roadside and let the person pass first
When the man walked to him, he suddenly stopped and called him: Fan Xiaoyu!
Jianlong...
Fan Xiaoyu never expected to meet Song Jianlong here, and was at a loss for a moment
Jianlong...you...why are you here?
Because he is often bullied by this little bandit, every time Fan Xiaoyu sees Song Jianlong, he will always be involuntarily afraid. He almost asks Song Jianlong with a bit of compliment.
Oh, nothing, I did something for my dad
Song Jianlong said, smiling secretly in his heart, he said in his heart: Fan Xiaoyu, Fan Xiaoyu, I just did your mother's business and did your mother's ass.
Fan Xiaoyu is a very smart child. He thought that 80% of what Song Mantang gave to his mother, so he sent Song Jianlong to take it. He never expected that the classmate in front of him was now his mother's guest.
Oh, then you go home slowly, the road is dark... This cowardly boy said with a bit of pleasing meaning
Well, you go back! Song Jianlong said carelessly
In the dark night, these two teenagers with different families, different personalities and destinies staggered on the narrow country road and walked in the opposite direction.
The subsidy for the village-run enterprise has finally been completed. Five thousand yuan will be obtained soon. Song Mantang's steps are extremely light, and he was shocked that the sparrows living on the jujube trees on the cliffs fluttered and flew around.
Cousin Man, I really admire you. I thought we didn’t have a lime factory, so the fabrication would definitely not be done. I didn’t expect you to be done. Cui Shuankui praised him sincerely
What can’t be done? If the country’s money is not done in vain, it depends on whether you have the ability to get it!
I originally thought that if the subsidy for brick and tile factory could be approved, it would be great. Unexpectedly, once you repay two, both of them were made
Sneer, Song Mantang sneered: You don’t think about it. If you honestly only apply for one brick factory, the subsidy will not even be enough. If you can’t handle the funds, you will still say whether you can get the approval!
Song Mantang said it well. A company subsidizes 5,000 yuan. If you don’t fabricate a lime factory, it will be really not enough to handle it.
Just now, I stuffed two hundred yuan to each township leader and promised to give each person another eight hundred yuan after the subsidy was paid. This matter was done smoothly. Calculated the account and gave a gift of 5,000 yuan. If it weren't for fabricating a lime factory, how could he have got it?
As for whether there is a lime factory in Songjiawan, the township leaders will definitely not investigate it carefully as long as they get the money. These leaders are very enlightened and will definitely not do the matter of shooting themselves in the foot.
Song Mantang did this very well. He not only got the money, but also brought him closer to the township leaders.
There is no lime factory at all. The legal representative of the brick and tile factory is Song Mantang, the village party secretary. He dealt with the money. The villagers of Songjiawan are not only not qualified to ask, but no one dares to ask.
When the money comes down, you get 600 yuan. This matter must be strictly controlled, don't even tell your wife.
Brother, don't worry, please make sure to be tight. The girls' assholes are not tight and their mouths are not tight. How can they tell their wife? Cui Shuankui got 600 yuan in vain, so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth.
Hearing Cui Shuankui's joke, Song Mantang couldn't help but think of Su Guifang. He didn't pay attention to saying this to Su Guifang in the afternoon. Now he thought about it and felt quite regretful.
Fortunately, women don’t like to visit each other, so it’s better for women to be obedient. If he warns him in time, women will never dare to say anything.
Brother, what should Manyuan and Mancang do? Will you tell them the difference?
Song Manyuan and Song Mancang are not only Song Mantang's cousins, but also like Cui Shuankui, both Song Mantang's right-hand man. Cui Shuankui got the money, and I don't know if they have any of these two, so there is this question on the other hand.
They don't work hard for this matter, each of them has four hundred. You clamped your mouth tightly. If they ask, you say you took four hundred. Song Mantang said it, thinking in his heart that he should hurry up and warn the woman.
Brother, don't worry, I know what to say, Cui Shuankui said happily
Well, just know, you go back first, I have something to do
Seeing that she had arrived at the entrance of the village, Song Mantang did not go home. Cui Shuankui asked him to touch someone, and said with a smile: Brother, I feel refreshed when I am happy, please be at ease, hehe
Song Mantang glared at Cui Shuankui with a dark face. The ghost drill made a face and left. He watched Cui Shuankui walk away and turn the detour on the cliff and out of sight. Song Mantang then changed his way to the west of the village.
The kiln courtyard where the woman lives is in a ditch in the west of the village, along with the earth cliff in the ditch. This kiln courtyard originally belonged to the Fan family. It used to be the place where the Fan family raised animals. Later, the Fan family's old house was a breeding place for the production team. However, the orphan and widowed mother of the Fan family lived in the place where the animals were raised before.
Song Mantang couldn't help but sigh that the world was unpredictable, just like the world has indeed changed.
Now it is no longer the year when class struggle is greater than anything else. After the land is divided into households, each farms and collects his own grain. The production team is useless, and his authority is obviously not as good as in previous years. Not to mention the others, just talk about the girls he had been betrothed with in previous years, and a few of them didn't pay much attention to him.
But Song Mantang was not depressed by this. He knew deeply that when a person lives, he had to follow the will of heaven. As long as he followed the will of heaven and dared to do it, he would always be invincible no matter what time it was.
He had already keenly smelled that in this world, in addition to power, money is the most important thing.
After the afternoon, he only gave the woman thirty yuan, and the woman was so grateful that she didn't know what to do. Think about it, now she can easily get 5,000 yuan. In addition to Shuankui and others, it was almost 4,000 yuan. The monthly salary of public teachers is only more than 80 yuan. Based on this, a public teacher can't earn so much in three years.
Of course, the money was finally obtained by the power in his hands. Song Mantang became more and more convinced that power was still the foundation. As long as he had power in his hands, he would have money. As long as he had power in his hands, he Song Mantang was still the master of Song Jiawan.
His only worry now is his son Song Jianlong. I hope this kid can understand these things earlier, so that the old Song family can have successors.
From the old Song family to the Song Laogui branch, both generations of people are from the same lineage. For this reason, Song Mantang secretly wondered. Not to mention the old man's ability, just say that the thing in his crotch is absolutely good. He planted Song Jianlong less than a month after his marriage with Zhao Guaicui. It can be seen that Zhao Guaicui's land is fine and his seeds are not a problem, but after that, Zhao Guaicui's belly did not move anymore, and even the girls he missed later did not plant one.
But wondering, Song Mantang also accepted his fate. God will not let you take everything. Besides, if it is a wolf, one is enough. If it is a sheep, even if it is a group, it will make people eat meat.
Thinking of this, Song Mantang couldn't help but secretly feel that his approach was correct. Letting his son taste the woman earlier will definitely inspire his son's desires and ambitions earlier.
He had already planned to increase the weight tonight. He wanted his son to know that women are just playthings. Real men cannot take playthings seriously, and they cannot be affectionate about playthings.
Song Mantang thought about it while leaving the west of the village. The dilapidated kiln courtyard in the ditch outside the village was already looking at it. In the twilight, he suddenly saw a figure climbing up the wall of the kiln courtyard, hesitating to jump in.
He immediately stopped and quickly hid his body behind a green locust tree, trying his best not to let the other party discover him, and at the same time secretly observe who the other party is
In this Songjiawan, everyone knows that this woman is his forbidden body, Song Mantang. Who did he eat the courage of Xiongxin and leopard? How dare he have the idea of this woman?
Although it was already dark at this time, the figure was clearly visible, either one or another, it was his own cub
Song Mantang quietly hid his body, becoming more and more quiet. He saw the figure jumping into the yard, and waited for a while before turning back to the road back to the village.
Now, it was the time when junior high school kids went to evening self-study. Song Mantang knew that this kid had definitely skipped class and skipped school, so he rushed back to find a woman to do that
At this moment, Song Mantang was not only not angry at all, but also very appreciating and joyful in his heart. Men must have the energy to skip classes and skip school or pry over the door and wall. No matter what method he wants, as long as he can get it, it is his ability.
During breakfast, the boy asked him if he was still looking at the brick factory at night. He was quite angry at that time. The man did not rely on his own to fight for him, but only rely on my arrangements. What a man. Now he was finally relieved: a good boy is from the old Song family, a man!
Song Mantang turned back to the village, his steps became lighter and he was not too late to tell the woman to slow down. His son had such a future, which was more worthy of joy than a few thousand yuan, and let him have fun first.
Su Guifang had already cleaned up at this time. She had just made dinner and left the warm portion for her son in the pot. She just waited for her son to go home and had dinner, so she went to the brick factory.
As soon as she came out of the kitchen kiln, she suddenly saw a figure jumping from the wall to the yard. Not only was she so shocked that her heart was shrunk into a ball, but even the eyes on her lower body were scared into a ball.
Although this kiln courtyard is far away from the village, because of Song Mantang, no one dares to climb over her walls on weekdays. Naturally, she has never seen such a thing. She was so frightened that she didn't even have the energy to open her mouth and shout, and she just stood there stupidly.
When the figure stood up, it was no one else, but it was the little ancestor who had last night. The woman's horror was re-attached and hurriedly met.
Little ancestor...you...why are you here...
The woman deliberately dressed up, and changed her upper body to a small cotton jacket with a red foundation with a white background, and a pair of black pants with a lower body. The material was given to her by Song Mantang before the New Year. The woman was skillful and could cut and sew herself. Because of Song Mantang's preference, she deliberately sewed the pants narrower and more skillful, wrapping her fat buttocks tightly. This was the first time that the woman was on her upper body. It was just because Song Mantang asked her to dress up beautifully that she wore these pants and took out the red cotton jacket sewn when she was a young woman, and they matched them together.
When dressed up like this, the woman looked several years younger. In the dusk, her pretty figure made the boy stunned. For a moment, she felt that her love seemed to be about to explode.
After lingering in love all day, the boy's heart had a feeling of first love. In fact, this was indeed the boy's first love. Although the physical love was in front of him, emotional love quickly grew within this day.
The boy pounced on him, hugging the woman in his arms as if he was hungry, kissing her passionately, and holding the woman's plump buttocks with his hands, rubbing her hard
Auntie, I miss you so much...
The woman was also infected by the teenager's passion, and her rich lips came up to her, and she was panting while kissing: Um... Um... Little ancestor... Why are you back at this time... Don't you go to evening self-study...
I won't go... Auntie, I miss you all this day, my hot pussy, my big tits, my big white ass, my asshole...
Such rude and hot love words fully vent the love and fanaticism of the boy. This love and fanaticism enveloped everything like the night, and quickly enveloped the woman's weak feelings.
Jianwa... Aunt misses you too... I just thought about it...
The boy was still eager to express his longing and fanaticism: Auntie, I even want to be your fart...
The woman's Mèi screamed, and her asshole couldn't help but tighten, and a strand of extremely sweet numbness was shrunk.
The boy picked up the woman. The woman was full and her weight was naturally not light. Although the boy's body had not grown up yet, at this moment, he felt that he was extremely strong.
Grandpa...what are you going to do... Let me go quickly... Be careful and flashed...
The boy ignored it at all. He hugged the woman and broke open the kiln door. He threw the woman on the kang with great enthusiasm. He couldn't wait to untie his pants, and his hot and hard cock quickly jumped out.
The woman was already filled with her heart. What else could she say at this time? In the dark cave, she turned over and knelt on the kang, and hugged the boy under the edge of the kang into her arms. She lowered her head and her rich lips had already held the boy's fishy and hot penis.
Hiss...Ah... The boy roared, and he had been lingering in love all day long. At this moment, it seemed that he had all found his home.
The woman held the boy's penis and sucked emotionally, but the boy couldn't stand the darkness in the cave. He groped for the switch rope
This kiln courtyard is far away from the village and it was not powered. However, in this Songjiawan, there was nothing that Song Mantang could not do. He did not come forward and asked Cui Shuankui to get an electrician and specially pull a wire for the woman's kiln courtyard.
The boy was not familiar with all the layout in the cave, and he couldn't touch the switch rope for a while. The woman knew what the boy was thinking, so she let go of the object in her mouth, climbed to the head of the kang and turned on the lights.
This is also a small wattage incandescent light bulb, but the light is incomparable to the oil lamp.
Under the light, the woman's face was full of charming drunkenness. Song Jianlong couldn't help but think of the peach blossoms on the cliff in spring, as if it was such a color.
He quickly took off his pants, ran to the kang with his lower body naked, and then pulled the woman's belt. The woman pursed her lips and chuckled. While pushing him away, she took off her shoes. She unbuttoned her belt and wiped her pants. Her fat and white bare butt turned around and stuck her on the kang.
Hiss...Ah...
Oh... Grandpa...
In the kiln courtyard that had just begun to night, the cheers of the boy and the mature woman echoed, and the intercourse of dry firewood and fire, weaving each other on the kang of the cave, making the fat buttocks crackle and the vaginal fluid splash everywhere.
Song Jianlong had ejaculated in the woman's pussy once, and the woman had also lost her body twice in a row. However, the boy's penis was raised again. He opened the woman's buttocks and his hard cock was pushed around the woman's asshole.
The woman covered the crack of the butt with her hands back and said anxiously: Grandpa... her ass is not bad...
Song Jianlong didn't understand why his butt was not worth it. He had been worth it last night, but why he was not worth it now.
He pushed the woman's hand away, thrust his cock fiercely, and looked at the eyes and was about to get it. However, the woman turned over and sat up in panic, pressing her butt on the kang: Grandpa... It's really a waste of time... You are obedient... Auntie instigated you...
You are a good guy who sells ass, don't want you to be so mean, just want your ass. Hurry up, big white ass and sells it to me! The boy is unwilling to let go
The woman was so helpless at this time. The last night was full of shit in her eyes. When she was touched in front of her, her shameful and depressed stool kept tormenting her. She almost couldn't hold on to such a situation. How dare she touched her eyes? Not to mention whether the boy in front of her would be disgusting or disgusted. If she couldn't hold on to her, how could Song Mantang explain it?
Later, Song Mantang issued an order to hold her soaked shit and said she would use it tonight. Although she didn't know what the use of her feces would be, she didn't dare to ignore Song Mantang's words.
Hurry up, I have to be your ass tonight! Song Jianlong thought of Xu Hongjuan's lively butt and twisted eggs, and the way Teacher Liu was writing on tiptoe and sticking his buttocks on the blackboard. He was eager to rape a woman's anus and release the stimulation and fantasy of the whole day!
Grandpa...please spare me...I'll give you a dick...I'll lick your ass...please spare this...
Song Jianlong could see that the woman's begging was sincere. He was not only becoming more and more urgent, but also very angry. He didn't know what happened to this woman. He did it well last night, why is he so stubborn now.
In a hurry, he suddenly remembered the vital points of a woman, so he let go of the woman, pretended to be leisurely and took out a cigarette and lit it. While smoking, he slowly said: If you are reluctant, I won’t leave. Anyway, the evening self-study is about to come out, Fan Xiaoyu is coming back soon. When he comes back, you can lick my cock and let him watch from the side.
When the woman heard this, she was so embarrassed that she almost cried: Grandpa... please spare me...
Song Jianlong pretended to be leisurely: either break the buttocks apart and let me go on Sunday, or we just wait slowly, you can do it
Under the light, the boy's face looked arrogant and scoundrel like his old man Song Mantang. The woman could no longer hold on. She turned over and lay on the kang, touched the box of snow cream, picked out some and wiped it in the crack of the butt, and said helplessly: Grandpa... I can't resist you... You... You... You should do it slowly... The place is not clean... Be careful... Be careful... Be careful to dirty your body...
The boy stood up with his cock, proudly stepped behind the woman, and proudly ordered the woman: Pull up his ass and spread it apart!
The woman raised her butt, pulled her plump buttocks with both hands, and was still muttering: Little ancestor... Be slower...
After last night's baptism, everything was already familiar. With the lubrication of the snow cream, I squeezed in.
Oh...Little ancestor...Little grandpa...
Because of holding the feces, the woman's anus is more sensitive. The boy's insertion makes the depressed stool more and more depressed. The depressed is not only full of shame, but also full of unspeakable sweetness and joy.
Song Jianlong also felt that a woman's asshole had a clear difference compared to last night. Not only was the asshole tightly clamped, it was far less soft than last night, but it was also filled with a warm and indescribable thing. The thing surrounded his cock and resisted his cock, bringing him a strange stimulation and pleasure.
The boy started to thrust, and the woman moaned in a crying voice: Little ancestor... do it slowly... Be slower...
How could Song Jianlong slow down? He pressed the woman's fat buttocks, and couldn't help but recall Xu Hongjuan's lively buttocks, and recalled Teacher Liu's buttocks' slits
In the beautiful recollection, a stinking smell of shit spread out in an extremely obvious way. When Song Jianlong hurriedly looked down, he saw a circle of yellow shit on the woman's asshole, which was clearly poked out by her cock.
The dirty feces formed an extremely strong contrast with the woman's snow-white and plump butt. This situation made Song Jianlong inexplicably excited. He seemed to see himself making Xu Hongjuan shit out of sun, and making Mr. Liu sweet and glutinous!
Hiss...Ah... The boy roared, his hard penis hit the deepest part of the woman's asshole, and he was extremely fierce and cheerful, ejaculated with semen one after another.
After ejaculation, the boy couldn't help feeling a little disgusted. He sucked his cock and panted and said to the woman: Auntie, do you have any straw paper?
The woman also smelled the stinking smell. She secretly touched her hands. When she took it in front of her, she was so embarrassed that her face was flushed. While quickly pulling out straw paper under the kang mat, she complained to the young man in shame: I said... I can't do it...
Looking at the woman's shameful and pretty appearance, the boy's disgusting feeling relieved a lot. He took the straw paper and wiped it while teasing the woman: Auntie, I'm making you shit out, I'm making you shit out, hehe!
The woman became more and more embarrassed and blushed. She quickly got up and wiped it clean. Then she got off the kang and mixed it with hot water. She waited for the boy to wash her lower body and also washed her lower body.
Little ancestor, now it’s all your heart, please come back quickly...
I guess that the evening study in the school has ended and my son will return home soon. The woman was anxious. She was wearing clothes while urging the boy.
The boy no longer acted foolishly. He put on his clothes and said with unsatisfactory words: I don’t know if my father would let us go to the brick factory tonight. I asked him in the morning and he said he would be black.
I don't know... what your father thought... I don't know...
The woman knew that she was going to the brick factory later, and Song Mantang asked her to serve her well tonight. She guessed that she would definitely not have anything to do tonight, but she couldn't explain it to the child, so she had to pretend that she didn't know anything.
The boy was still unsatisfied. He hugged the woman in his arms, hugged her tightly for a while, and said in the woman's ear: If my father still asks us to go to the brick factory, you will clean your cakes later, and I will make it well. I haven't done it well just now...
Well, I know, you go back quickly! The woman is urging her again
The boy finally let go of the woman. The woman sent him to the gate. He watched him walk up the cliff and his figure sink into the darkness. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
My son is about to go home, so she has to clean up the kang. Although the boy had only fucked her asshole for a few times, her intentions became stronger. Fortunately, she only missed a little and did not completely lose control. Otherwise, if she went to the brick factory later, Song Mantang would definitely not spare her.
As soon as Song Jianlong walked up to the cliff of the Kiln Courtyard, he met Fan Xiaoyu who was coming home from school.
Few people come to this remote ditch in normal times. I suddenly saw someone walking towards me in the darkness. Fan Xiaoyu was shocked and hurriedly asked him to go by the roadside and let the person pass first
When the man walked to him, he suddenly stopped and called him: Fan Xiaoyu!
Jianlong...
Fan Xiaoyu never expected to meet Song Jianlong here, and was at a loss for a moment
Jianlong...you...why are you here?
Because he is often bullied by this little bandit, every time Fan Xiaoyu sees Song Jianlong, he will always be involuntarily afraid. He almost asks Song Jianlong with a bit of compliment.
Oh, nothing, I did something for my dad
Song Jianlong said, smiling secretly in his heart, he said in his heart: Fan Xiaoyu, Fan Xiaoyu, I just did your mother's business and did your mother's ass.
Fan Xiaoyu is a very smart child. He thought that 80% of what Song Mantang gave to his mother, so he sent Song Jianlong to take it. He never expected that the classmate in front of him was now his mother's guest.
Oh, then you go home slowly, the road is dark... This cowardly boy said with a bit of pleasing meaning
Well, you go back! Song Jianlong said carelessly
In the dark night, these two teenagers with different families, different personalities and destinies staggered on the narrow country road and walked in the opposite direction.
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