When Song Jianlong was caught by his father, he was really panicked. He would never have thought that he would be lucky in disguise.
This is a Sunday afternoon in early spring in 1986
The spring in the morning seemed to have trotted all the way to the northern countryside. The thawed land was soft and kind, and the wheat seedlings broke out from the withered color came to the face. The women's faces became lively, their clothes became thin, the curves of breasts and buttocks woke up, and became active.
Song Jianlong, who was less than 16 years old, was restless again. He stole his father's key and went to the brick factory outside the village to masturbate.
The brick and tile factory is far away from the village and is built by villagers. However, the soil in the mountain village is not suitable for brick and tile. After barely operating for a few years, the brick and tile factory stopped working and was abandoned.
The abandoned brick and tile factory was inexplicably but naturally became the private property of the village party secretary Song Mantang. Song Mantang is Song Jianlong's father. For Song Jianlong, the brick and tile factory is his other courtyard.
He slipped into a room. This room used to be a dormitory for a migrant worker in a brick and tile factory. There was a large pavilion on the ground. Because the brick and tile factory had already stopped working, there was no bedding on the floor, only dusty straw mats, and some worn-out labor tools such as shovels were piled up in the corners of the house.
He couldn't help but wiped off his pants, took out the object under his crotch, and while desperately imagining the woman's wonderful breasts and butt, he started grinning and rubbing her teeth while trying to imagine the woman's beautiful breasts and ass.
Song Jianlong, who is in the third year of junior high school, is taller than a boy of the same age. He is dark and strong. His black face, which is clearly angular and fleshy, is very similar to his father Song Mantang's face.
The object under his crotch is much bigger than that of a boy of his age. It is dark and thick, and it is quite powerful.
At this moment, his father Song Mantang bumped into him
Something that is not promising! Song Mantang cursed: Put on your pants!
Song Jianlong was panicked and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, but due to his power, he had to tie his pants and walk out of the house awkwardly.
Standing down! Song Mantang shouted: I have something to say!
Song Jianlong turned his head and stood down
This thing is used by men's house for godmothers, and only those who are unpromising turtles are masturbating themselves! Remember my words, you are a man, you are my Song Mantang's breed. If your dick is hard, you will go find a slut. Don't be like a slut, you dare to think about the sluts, not to find the sluts like a slut.
Song Jianlong forced himself to recover his evil spirit and argued in shame: I am less than sixteen, where can I find a woman? When I get married, I will naturally not be able to do it!
Tsk! Song Mantang sneered: What's wrong with less than 16? You can't play with a woman even if you're less than 16? Besides, the unpromising turtle coward is living by guarding her wife's pussy. Real men are eating in the bowl and watching the pot. It's the ability to live in other people's wives!
Song Jianlong cursed his head, and Song Mantang continued to scold: Anyone who is a real man, don’t try to use his strength to the empty place, and put the cowards to the empty place!
Song Jianlong muttered: I have the energy but I have no place to use it...
Song Mantang shouted: I have no place to use it, right? Go home, there is a pile of firewood in the backyard that has not been chopped yet. Go home and chop firewood!
After being scolded by his father, Song Jianlong had to vent his evil fire on the pile of firewood in the backyard. However, he only chopped him for a while and saw his father go out in his clothes, he threw his axe and went to find the bear. Dongzi's naughty boys like him ran away wildly.
When he came home at supper, his mother Zhao Guaicui had already prepared supper, and his father also went home at some point.
Song Mantang did not scold his son again, nor did he pursue the matter of chopping firewood and leaving behind halfway. Song Jianlong was really surprised.
It was still short in early spring. After dinner, it was already dark. Song Mantang lit a cigarette and said to Zhao Guaicui: You go to bed first, I will take Jianwa out for a walk.
What to do? Zhao Guaicui asked
Watch your TV, sleep on your sleep, and keep your manly affairs in mind!
Song Mantang, who was in his early forties, has his ancestral home from this Songjiawan. His father, Song Laogui, did everything before liberation, and he failed all the family business of his ancestors. He also went to Xishan to be a bandit for a few days. He never thought that after liberation, he was not only a poor and lower-middle peasant who was very poor, but also inexplicably became an underground party member.
After liberation, Song Laogui was always the production team leader and director of the Poor Poor Association of Songjiawan. With his operation and mediation, Song Mantang also joined the party and soon became the leader of the younger generation of Songjiawan.
Later, Song Mantang replaced his father as the production team leader. After dividing the land to the household, he still firmly controlled the overall situation of Songjiawan and became the village party secretary. He became more popular than his father back then. In Songjiawan, he can be said to be a call for wind and rain, and he is extremely strong.
For many years, he worked as a village official in Songjiawan. Song Mantang was arrogant and rude. Zhao Guaicui had already gotten used to it. He didn't say much now. He muttered and put away the dishes and went to watch the black and white TV. Although it was a black and white TV, it was also an extremely rare item in that year. This was the first one in the entire Songjiawan.
The father and son left the house, Song Mantang held a cigarette in his mouth and didn't speak all the way. Song Jianlong couldn't help but feel nervous, but when he thought about it, it was me who could still eat my son, so he put his heart down and still looked down on his shoulders.
Song Mantang threw away the cigarette butt and said to his son: "Men don't think that women are embarrassing, but men must be able to fight, kill, kick and bite. They can only eat more money and take advantage of power. If these two things are the same, you are even seventy-eighty-year-olds, and there are still women who are sticking to you!
Song Jianlong said nothing
Song Mantang felt that this principle might be a bit profound, and his son didn't understand it much, so he continued: Just like your father and me, in this acre of three-part land in Songjiawan, you have to be windy and rainy. The girls who have slept can have half a village, and some of them are still leaning against my crotch.
Song Jianlong still didn't say anything. He also heard a lot about his father's affairs. The rumors in the village were both slight and eyes. His mother never dared to take charge of his father. Song Jianlong didn't think it was a shame, but instead felt that his father was glorious.
In fact, the people in the village who were rumored to be mostly envious of Song Mantang. They were only laughing at the women who had fallen into Song Mantang's crotch and the women's families.
In a few months, you will be sixteen and old. You should learn how to fight with others, how to eat more, and how to be a man!
Song Mantang's last sentence raised the tone, as if only in this way could his philosophy of life be completely implanted into his son's body.
Song Mantang lit another cigarette, and let his son experience it himself.
Song Jianlong followed his father's headless journey. After a while, he finally realized that this was the way to the brick factory.
In the night, the brick factory is already looking at it, and the windows of a room are lit
Song Mantang often gambles in brick and tile factories. Song Jianlong didn't care about the lights when he saw it. He always thought it was nothing more than Mancang Bo, Shuan Kui and others, playing mahjong in that room.
When I approached the house, I didn't hear the noise of shouting and playing mahjong. Instead, there was a very ambiguous tranquility. There was a wisp of smoke in the kang hole, and the smell of smoke in the kang seemed to be ambiguous.
This room was originally a brick and tile factory office, but now it is Song Mantang's palace outside the village. In addition to gambling, the women he misses often sprinkle the mistress on the kang.
The door was tied inside, Song Mantang raised his hand to slap the door, Song Jianlong was guessing who was in the house, the person in the house had pulled out the door bolt and opened the door
There is a woman in the room. Song Jianlong knows this woman. This is Fan Xiaoyu's mother who is in the same village and in the same class.
Songjiawan has many surnames. Before the liberation of the Fan family, they were a big family in the village and a scholarly family. After the liberation, Fan Xiaoyu decided to have a landlord, and his family property was divided by poor and lower-middle peasants. The situation of the Fan family also plummeted.
Shortly after Fan Xiaoyu was born, his grandfather and grandmother passed away one after another. His father Fan Yongtai disappeared from home, leaving only his mother Su Guifang pulling Fan Xiaoyu and his sister. It was the early 1970s, and the class struggle was still harsh. The Fan family must have someone to be a landlord. This woman was really afraid of the enthusiasm of the poor and lower-middle peasants to fight against landlords, so she had to commit herself to Song Mantang in order to seek peace.
At that time, the woman was less than thirty years old and her appearance was quite desirable. Although she had given birth to two children, her figure was not distorted. In addition, her mother's family was also a wealthy scholarly family. In every move, she naturally had a charm that ordinary peasant women did not have.
Song Mantang accepted the woman, avoiding the disaster of wearing a landlord hat, and often providing food for her. The woman was so grateful that she became more and more dedicated to her on the kang.
Song Mantang is not polite either. He often treats this woman as a sex slave. The woman is weak and very smooth under Song Mantang's crotch.
After the land was divided into households, farmers had a better life and no class struggle. The reason for committing to Song Mantang no longer exists, but the woman was still willing to be Song Mantang's mistress and sex slave. After many years of rubbing Song Mantang, the woman became more and more smooth.
A woman can never forget the situation when she just married into the Fan family
At noon that day, Song Mantang brought a militia with live ammunition to arrest her father-in-law and went to the commune to hold a criticism meeting. Her father-in-law walked a little slower, so Song Mantang swung his armed belt and slapped her head and faced with a slight slap.
The iron buckle of the armed belt blew the flesh, and the shocking blood splattered everywhere. The old man screamed like a pig. The situation made her feel scared when she remembered it.
Although there was class struggle in her family, it was not as tragic as this. She was so scared that she was stunned. After Song Mantang and the militia took away their father-in-law, she realized that she had left some shit and urine in her crotch.
She was a newly married young woman who was scared to leave her shit and urine. This shame was naturally unspeakable, but the most shameful thing was that whenever she met Song Mantang, her lower eyes would involuntarily thrust. She either left shit or leaked fart or pee.
This problem was not improved a little until she committed herself to Song Mantang.
The woman had an inexplicable fear of Song Mantang. This fear was mixed with admiration and attachment to the power, which made the woman willingly surrender under Song Mantang's crotch.
Song Mantang also has a special liking for this woman. Among his many mistresses, this woman is the only one who can make him rub it with pleasure.
Song Mantang noticed that it was not a day or two that his son had masturbated. He deliberately broke it up today, just to use this to teach his son the most important lesson in his life.
Although he has never read a book, his years of life experience have given him insight into the world. He wants to inspire his son's desire to possess and ambition. Once a man has these, he can eat more and take more, and can he call the wind and rain!
When his son was chopping firewood, he went out to find Su Guifang.
When he met Su Guifang at the entrance of the village, he glanced at him and the woman understood what he meant. He went to the brick and tile factory before his feet. After a while, the woman slipped into the brick and tile factory afterwards.
Although Su Guifang, who is thirty-seven or eight years old, has the unique mature style of a woman of this age. Her plump and fat figure and white and tender skin are still dripping with water when pressed under her body. Especially her big white buttocks are more plump than in previous years. This is Song Mantang's favorite thing.
The woman knew Song Mantang’s preferences, so she took the initiative to wipe her pants as soon as she entered the door, showing off her bare butt and stowing her cock to Song Mantang.
The woman is the age of a wolf and tiger. In addition, in early spring, her love for spring is becoming more and more unbearable. These days, she was eager to rub her hard, so she worked very hard. Not only did she hold her cock and her eggs, but she even licked her black hairy feces.
Song Mantang was very helpful. The object under his crotch had already been thrust up. He immediately pressed the woman on the edge of the kang, held the dark purple-red hard object, and scraped it back and forth in the woman's plump and white butt crack.
The woman was lying on the edge of the kang, and was shaking by Song Mantang. The vaginal fluid was getting more and more abundant in the vagina. After a while, even the asshole was soaked. The whole asshole was slippery and the fragrance was overflowing.
The woman hummed and moaned, sticking her butt up a little bit, waiting for the mighty and powerful man behind her.
The mature and plump female vagina is more obscene because of estrus. The bulging labia is like the flesh of a shellfish animal, the vaginal fluid between the labia is like the mucus of a shellfish animal
The woman's genitals were eager to insert the man, and the scent of the vaginal fluid became more and more intense. Song Mantang didn't say much, and stabbed it in with his dark, thick and hard penis.
The woman screamed happily, her butt sticking backwards harder
Song Mantang has always been very satisfied with the thing under his crotch. Although he is middle-aged, he is still brave. After a moment of hard work, he lost the woman's body. The vaginal fluid overflowed from the slit of the woman's pussy wet the edge of the walnut kang.
Song Mantang remembers that the walnut wood kang was the second time he divided the landlord's wealth. He dug it from the Fan's kang. After the brick and tile factory stopped working, he built a fire kang in this office and used the kang. Now the women of the Fan family often sprinkle water on the kang on the kang, which really makes the world unpredictable.
The two of them were on the edge of the kang and weaving me and having sex for a while. Song Mantang felt cold on the ground, so he pulled out his penis and handed it in the woman's crotch and turned the woman onto the kang.
The woman took advantage of this time and took off all her clothes. Song Mantang stepped onto the kang. The two of them were in the quilt and there was another rain of rain.
The brick factory is far away from the village and is not afraid of people hearing it. Naturally, the woman let go of her throat and screams.
Song Mantang was so fucked that he turned the woman to the corner of the kang and knelt down. The woman was understanding and hurriedly raised her big white butt with all her strength.
In this posture, the woman's genitals became more and more attractive, but Song Mantang's goal was the brown asshole with dense wrinkles in the open butt cracks of the woman.
He leaned against the woman's buttocks and grinded his cock on the woman's asshole.
The first time the woman's body was inserted into her asshole
That was the first night when a woman committed herself to Song Mantang. That night, after Song Mantang stripped her naked, the first thing she asked her was: Are Fan Yongtai’s butt?
In the dialects of Songjiawan, both the butt and anus are called ass. If you refer to them, the butt egg is called ass. The anus is called ass. The anus is called ass. The ass or the ass or the ass or the ass is called ass. The sewer is called ass or the ass or the ass or the ass. The bare butt is called ass or the sewer. In addition, the most popular and intuitive title of the anus is also frequently used in the dialect.
In dialect, sexual behavior between men and women is called "Day", normal sexual intercourse is called "Day cunt", and anal sex is called "Day cunt".
Fan Yongtai is a traditional conservative man. He has never had anal sex with a woman. Before he committed to Song Mantang, a woman's anus has always been a virgin land that has never been cultivated before.
The woman answered Song Mantang truthfully
Song Mantang's second sentence is: Your pussy is lived by Fan Yongtai every day. I don't care. What should you do?
The woman understood what Song Mantang meant. Although she had not had anal sex, she had heard of it. Her fear of the poor and lower-middle peasant landlords was far greater than the fear of being deflowered when her asshole was deflowered. She turned over and knelt on the kang, and said with great despicability: Captain, my body is not worth much. I can do whatever I want. As long as I can serve the Lord with peace of mind, I can do whatever I want.
At that time, Song Mantang was already the production team leader of Song Jiawan. Because the woman tried her best to flatter and please Song Mantang, she called Song Mantang.
The woman's gentle and submissive flattery further aroused Song Mantang's abusive psychology. He dipped in lamp oil for lubrication and possessed the virgin land that had never been cultivated.
The pain of tearing the cleavage of the asshole made the woman cry and cry for her parents, but the inexplicable pleasure mixed with shame and despicable completely awakened her tormented slavery deep in her heart.
Song Mantang likes her butt. Whenever she has sex with her, she wants to fuck her asshole eight times in ten times. She actually gradually fell in love with this perverted sex method.
Whenever Song Mantang's hard and hot cock gallops across her anus, she will forget her fear, forget the shame of being scared to leave her shit and urine, her most shameful excretion hole, which makes the man she fears most lustful for fun. She often gets unspeakable pleasure and joy in this contradiction
It was probably because of this mentality that she had freed her former shadow. Therefore, after she committed herself to Song Mantang, her problem of feces and enuresis gradually improved.
Song Mantang held the cock and grinded the woman's asshole. The woman naturally understood what Song Mantang meant. She quickly stretched out her butt more and more effort, and held two white and plump butt eggs with both hands, trying her best to spread them to both sides.
Song Mantang has been used to having sex with a woman's asshole, and Song Mantang has no pity. With the nourishment of the vaginal fluid, his dark, thick and hard cock has been inserted all at once.
The woman screamed in pain, and her flesh trembled as if a ripples were rippling.
Oh! Captain, you have made your life bloom... Captain... I sell your ass to you... I sell your asshole to you... I sell your asshole to you... Ah...
Song Mantang is now the village party secretary, but women still can’t help calling Song Mantang the captain when they are in love. In ancient operas, they often like to call themselves slaves or slaves under Song Mantang’s crotch.
These are all very useful to Song Mantang. He roared: You are a product of ass, I love your ass, your asshole!
While speaking, he pressed the woman's butt and fucked her hard
The woman kept moaning, and the vaginal fluid flowed and then fucked, and the asshole was even more fucked, and the fat water and oil were gushing out, and the thrusting became more and more refreshing.
After this, Song Mantang fucked the woman and begged repeatedly, and then he ejaculated the sperm in the woman's feces.
It is extremely physically exhausted to get fucked by the ass. The woman has already been soft and her butt is so soft that it cannot be closed. Her eyes are blurred and nestled in Song Mantang's arms. She just gasps.
Song Mantang lit a cigarette afterwards, smoked slowly, and didn't speak.
The woman took a while to recover. She got off the kang naked and made a cup of tea for Song Mantang, and got back into the bed. After Song Mantang had a tea, she smoked the belt on Song Mantang's pants and put it in front of Song Mantang, and then knelt on the kang with her butt sticking out.
The woman shook her butt and said: Captain, you haven't beaten my family for many days...
Song Mantang not only often rapes women's assholes, but also often abuses and beats women's ass. Although this is a game of sexual abuse, Song Mantang often beats them fiercely.
Su Guifang has long been used to this. Although she is suffering when she is beaten on her butt, the pleasure of being abused is even stronger. Therefore, if Song Mantang doesn't hit her for a few days, she will ask for her to be beaten.
You are so fucking cheap. Song Mantang swung his round and slapped the white big butt: Come here, lie in my arms, I will tell you something serious.
The woman was quite disappointed, but she didn't dare to disobey. She obediently got into the quilt, curled up in Song Mantang's arms like a cat.
To be honest, women have feelings for Song Mantang
Although this man was strong and domineering, rubbing her and humiliating her in various ways on the kang, she got an unprecedented sense of security. Thinking about the past, although her husband was so kind, he could not give her any sense of security. Since she married into the Fan family, she has almost always lived in panic and fear.
Since I committed myself to this man, no one in the village dared to bully her. When the production team assigned work, they were dirty and tired, and they were no longer given her. When they were distributing food, they not only did not deduct it, but also often had a share. In addition, this man often helped her. Compared to her husband's situation when he was at home, it was simply in the sky and under.
Although there has been no class struggle in recent years and the farmers have lived a better life, this man is still the local emperor of Songjiawan. As long as he is with him, there are still endless benefits.
What's more, the abused slavery of a woman has long been poured into this strong and domineering man. Therefore, she became more and more honest with the man, fearing that he would get tired of playing and throw herself away.
The woman curled up in Song Mantang's arms, kissing passionately and rubbing Song Mantang's still strong chest muscles, waiting for Song Mantang to speak
Jianwa is grown up... Song Mantang said leisurely
The woman was a little surprised. She secretly guessed whether it was because the child had grown up and Song Mantang was about to break off contact with her. She listened nervously and did not dare to take on the man's words.
Song Mantang touched another cigarette and lit it, but he didn't say anything for a long time
The woman was so nervous that she said without saying anything: Jianwa is almost sixteen. I remember being one year older than my Xiaoyu. I met Jianwa two days ago and grew taller than last winter...
Song Mantang smoked a cigarette in a fog and said word by word: You can serve Jianwa tonight, let my baby taste the taste of being a man.
The woman became more and more surprised, she thought she had heard it wrong
But Song Mantang said the following words very clearly: I will go back and settle my work at home, come to the brick factory when it gets dark, add firewood to the kang, wash my pussy, and wait to serve my cub
The woman fully understood, but she still couldn't believe her ears
Before this, Song Mantang had bribed her superiors with a woman's body many times, but women never dared to disobey because she understood that she was just a toy to Song Mantang. If Song Mantang wanted to play with her, she would have no right to choose.
But today's situation is different. The other party is Song Mantang's son, a boy less than sixteen years old.
The woman felt unspeakable shame and confusion. She stammered: Jianwa is still young, I...I... am so old... how dare I commit such a sin...
Song Mantang interrupted the woman and said viciously: I can do whatever I say, I don’t have the fart you can! Take out your sexy spirit tonight, but try different ways to serve my cubs, so that my cubs can taste what it feels like to be a man!
The man's tone was unquestionable, and there was no room for negotiation. The woman was so scared that she shivered and didn't dare to say anything more
Song Mantang took out the key of the brick factory from his outer pocket and threw it to the woman: Do you remember what I said?
Remember... Remember... The woman stutters
I'll leave first, you can go back and settle down at home later. Remember, come over to dark and add to the fever first!
This is a Sunday afternoon in early spring in 1986
The spring in the morning seemed to have trotted all the way to the northern countryside. The thawed land was soft and kind, and the wheat seedlings broke out from the withered color came to the face. The women's faces became lively, their clothes became thin, the curves of breasts and buttocks woke up, and became active.
Song Jianlong, who was less than 16 years old, was restless again. He stole his father's key and went to the brick factory outside the village to masturbate.
The brick and tile factory is far away from the village and is built by villagers. However, the soil in the mountain village is not suitable for brick and tile. After barely operating for a few years, the brick and tile factory stopped working and was abandoned.
The abandoned brick and tile factory was inexplicably but naturally became the private property of the village party secretary Song Mantang. Song Mantang is Song Jianlong's father. For Song Jianlong, the brick and tile factory is his other courtyard.
He slipped into a room. This room used to be a dormitory for a migrant worker in a brick and tile factory. There was a large pavilion on the ground. Because the brick and tile factory had already stopped working, there was no bedding on the floor, only dusty straw mats, and some worn-out labor tools such as shovels were piled up in the corners of the house.
He couldn't help but wiped off his pants, took out the object under his crotch, and while desperately imagining the woman's wonderful breasts and butt, he started grinning and rubbing her teeth while trying to imagine the woman's beautiful breasts and ass.
Song Jianlong, who is in the third year of junior high school, is taller than a boy of the same age. He is dark and strong. His black face, which is clearly angular and fleshy, is very similar to his father Song Mantang's face.
The object under his crotch is much bigger than that of a boy of his age. It is dark and thick, and it is quite powerful.
At this moment, his father Song Mantang bumped into him
Something that is not promising! Song Mantang cursed: Put on your pants!
Song Jianlong was panicked and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, but due to his power, he had to tie his pants and walk out of the house awkwardly.
Standing down! Song Mantang shouted: I have something to say!
Song Jianlong turned his head and stood down
This thing is used by men's house for godmothers, and only those who are unpromising turtles are masturbating themselves! Remember my words, you are a man, you are my Song Mantang's breed. If your dick is hard, you will go find a slut. Don't be like a slut, you dare to think about the sluts, not to find the sluts like a slut.
Song Jianlong forced himself to recover his evil spirit and argued in shame: I am less than sixteen, where can I find a woman? When I get married, I will naturally not be able to do it!
Tsk! Song Mantang sneered: What's wrong with less than 16? You can't play with a woman even if you're less than 16? Besides, the unpromising turtle coward is living by guarding her wife's pussy. Real men are eating in the bowl and watching the pot. It's the ability to live in other people's wives!
Song Jianlong cursed his head, and Song Mantang continued to scold: Anyone who is a real man, don’t try to use his strength to the empty place, and put the cowards to the empty place!
Song Jianlong muttered: I have the energy but I have no place to use it...
Song Mantang shouted: I have no place to use it, right? Go home, there is a pile of firewood in the backyard that has not been chopped yet. Go home and chop firewood!
After being scolded by his father, Song Jianlong had to vent his evil fire on the pile of firewood in the backyard. However, he only chopped him for a while and saw his father go out in his clothes, he threw his axe and went to find the bear. Dongzi's naughty boys like him ran away wildly.
When he came home at supper, his mother Zhao Guaicui had already prepared supper, and his father also went home at some point.
Song Mantang did not scold his son again, nor did he pursue the matter of chopping firewood and leaving behind halfway. Song Jianlong was really surprised.
It was still short in early spring. After dinner, it was already dark. Song Mantang lit a cigarette and said to Zhao Guaicui: You go to bed first, I will take Jianwa out for a walk.
What to do? Zhao Guaicui asked
Watch your TV, sleep on your sleep, and keep your manly affairs in mind!
Song Mantang, who was in his early forties, has his ancestral home from this Songjiawan. His father, Song Laogui, did everything before liberation, and he failed all the family business of his ancestors. He also went to Xishan to be a bandit for a few days. He never thought that after liberation, he was not only a poor and lower-middle peasant who was very poor, but also inexplicably became an underground party member.
After liberation, Song Laogui was always the production team leader and director of the Poor Poor Association of Songjiawan. With his operation and mediation, Song Mantang also joined the party and soon became the leader of the younger generation of Songjiawan.
Later, Song Mantang replaced his father as the production team leader. After dividing the land to the household, he still firmly controlled the overall situation of Songjiawan and became the village party secretary. He became more popular than his father back then. In Songjiawan, he can be said to be a call for wind and rain, and he is extremely strong.
For many years, he worked as a village official in Songjiawan. Song Mantang was arrogant and rude. Zhao Guaicui had already gotten used to it. He didn't say much now. He muttered and put away the dishes and went to watch the black and white TV. Although it was a black and white TV, it was also an extremely rare item in that year. This was the first one in the entire Songjiawan.
The father and son left the house, Song Mantang held a cigarette in his mouth and didn't speak all the way. Song Jianlong couldn't help but feel nervous, but when he thought about it, it was me who could still eat my son, so he put his heart down and still looked down on his shoulders.
Song Mantang threw away the cigarette butt and said to his son: "Men don't think that women are embarrassing, but men must be able to fight, kill, kick and bite. They can only eat more money and take advantage of power. If these two things are the same, you are even seventy-eighty-year-olds, and there are still women who are sticking to you!
Song Jianlong said nothing
Song Mantang felt that this principle might be a bit profound, and his son didn't understand it much, so he continued: Just like your father and me, in this acre of three-part land in Songjiawan, you have to be windy and rainy. The girls who have slept can have half a village, and some of them are still leaning against my crotch.
Song Jianlong still didn't say anything. He also heard a lot about his father's affairs. The rumors in the village were both slight and eyes. His mother never dared to take charge of his father. Song Jianlong didn't think it was a shame, but instead felt that his father was glorious.
In fact, the people in the village who were rumored to be mostly envious of Song Mantang. They were only laughing at the women who had fallen into Song Mantang's crotch and the women's families.
In a few months, you will be sixteen and old. You should learn how to fight with others, how to eat more, and how to be a man!
Song Mantang's last sentence raised the tone, as if only in this way could his philosophy of life be completely implanted into his son's body.
Song Mantang lit another cigarette, and let his son experience it himself.
Song Jianlong followed his father's headless journey. After a while, he finally realized that this was the way to the brick factory.
In the night, the brick factory is already looking at it, and the windows of a room are lit
Song Mantang often gambles in brick and tile factories. Song Jianlong didn't care about the lights when he saw it. He always thought it was nothing more than Mancang Bo, Shuan Kui and others, playing mahjong in that room.
When I approached the house, I didn't hear the noise of shouting and playing mahjong. Instead, there was a very ambiguous tranquility. There was a wisp of smoke in the kang hole, and the smell of smoke in the kang seemed to be ambiguous.
This room was originally a brick and tile factory office, but now it is Song Mantang's palace outside the village. In addition to gambling, the women he misses often sprinkle the mistress on the kang.
The door was tied inside, Song Mantang raised his hand to slap the door, Song Jianlong was guessing who was in the house, the person in the house had pulled out the door bolt and opened the door
There is a woman in the room. Song Jianlong knows this woman. This is Fan Xiaoyu's mother who is in the same village and in the same class.
Songjiawan has many surnames. Before the liberation of the Fan family, they were a big family in the village and a scholarly family. After the liberation, Fan Xiaoyu decided to have a landlord, and his family property was divided by poor and lower-middle peasants. The situation of the Fan family also plummeted.
Shortly after Fan Xiaoyu was born, his grandfather and grandmother passed away one after another. His father Fan Yongtai disappeared from home, leaving only his mother Su Guifang pulling Fan Xiaoyu and his sister. It was the early 1970s, and the class struggle was still harsh. The Fan family must have someone to be a landlord. This woman was really afraid of the enthusiasm of the poor and lower-middle peasants to fight against landlords, so she had to commit herself to Song Mantang in order to seek peace.
At that time, the woman was less than thirty years old and her appearance was quite desirable. Although she had given birth to two children, her figure was not distorted. In addition, her mother's family was also a wealthy scholarly family. In every move, she naturally had a charm that ordinary peasant women did not have.
Song Mantang accepted the woman, avoiding the disaster of wearing a landlord hat, and often providing food for her. The woman was so grateful that she became more and more dedicated to her on the kang.
Song Mantang is not polite either. He often treats this woman as a sex slave. The woman is weak and very smooth under Song Mantang's crotch.
After the land was divided into households, farmers had a better life and no class struggle. The reason for committing to Song Mantang no longer exists, but the woman was still willing to be Song Mantang's mistress and sex slave. After many years of rubbing Song Mantang, the woman became more and more smooth.
A woman can never forget the situation when she just married into the Fan family
At noon that day, Song Mantang brought a militia with live ammunition to arrest her father-in-law and went to the commune to hold a criticism meeting. Her father-in-law walked a little slower, so Song Mantang swung his armed belt and slapped her head and faced with a slight slap.
The iron buckle of the armed belt blew the flesh, and the shocking blood splattered everywhere. The old man screamed like a pig. The situation made her feel scared when she remembered it.
Although there was class struggle in her family, it was not as tragic as this. She was so scared that she was stunned. After Song Mantang and the militia took away their father-in-law, she realized that she had left some shit and urine in her crotch.
She was a newly married young woman who was scared to leave her shit and urine. This shame was naturally unspeakable, but the most shameful thing was that whenever she met Song Mantang, her lower eyes would involuntarily thrust. She either left shit or leaked fart or pee.
This problem was not improved a little until she committed herself to Song Mantang.
The woman had an inexplicable fear of Song Mantang. This fear was mixed with admiration and attachment to the power, which made the woman willingly surrender under Song Mantang's crotch.
Song Mantang also has a special liking for this woman. Among his many mistresses, this woman is the only one who can make him rub it with pleasure.
Song Mantang noticed that it was not a day or two that his son had masturbated. He deliberately broke it up today, just to use this to teach his son the most important lesson in his life.
Although he has never read a book, his years of life experience have given him insight into the world. He wants to inspire his son's desire to possess and ambition. Once a man has these, he can eat more and take more, and can he call the wind and rain!
When his son was chopping firewood, he went out to find Su Guifang.
When he met Su Guifang at the entrance of the village, he glanced at him and the woman understood what he meant. He went to the brick and tile factory before his feet. After a while, the woman slipped into the brick and tile factory afterwards.
Although Su Guifang, who is thirty-seven or eight years old, has the unique mature style of a woman of this age. Her plump and fat figure and white and tender skin are still dripping with water when pressed under her body. Especially her big white buttocks are more plump than in previous years. This is Song Mantang's favorite thing.
The woman knew Song Mantang’s preferences, so she took the initiative to wipe her pants as soon as she entered the door, showing off her bare butt and stowing her cock to Song Mantang.
The woman is the age of a wolf and tiger. In addition, in early spring, her love for spring is becoming more and more unbearable. These days, she was eager to rub her hard, so she worked very hard. Not only did she hold her cock and her eggs, but she even licked her black hairy feces.
Song Mantang was very helpful. The object under his crotch had already been thrust up. He immediately pressed the woman on the edge of the kang, held the dark purple-red hard object, and scraped it back and forth in the woman's plump and white butt crack.
The woman was lying on the edge of the kang, and was shaking by Song Mantang. The vaginal fluid was getting more and more abundant in the vagina. After a while, even the asshole was soaked. The whole asshole was slippery and the fragrance was overflowing.
The woman hummed and moaned, sticking her butt up a little bit, waiting for the mighty and powerful man behind her.
The mature and plump female vagina is more obscene because of estrus. The bulging labia is like the flesh of a shellfish animal, the vaginal fluid between the labia is like the mucus of a shellfish animal
The woman's genitals were eager to insert the man, and the scent of the vaginal fluid became more and more intense. Song Mantang didn't say much, and stabbed it in with his dark, thick and hard penis.
The woman screamed happily, her butt sticking backwards harder
Song Mantang has always been very satisfied with the thing under his crotch. Although he is middle-aged, he is still brave. After a moment of hard work, he lost the woman's body. The vaginal fluid overflowed from the slit of the woman's pussy wet the edge of the walnut kang.
Song Mantang remembers that the walnut wood kang was the second time he divided the landlord's wealth. He dug it from the Fan's kang. After the brick and tile factory stopped working, he built a fire kang in this office and used the kang. Now the women of the Fan family often sprinkle water on the kang on the kang, which really makes the world unpredictable.
The two of them were on the edge of the kang and weaving me and having sex for a while. Song Mantang felt cold on the ground, so he pulled out his penis and handed it in the woman's crotch and turned the woman onto the kang.
The woman took advantage of this time and took off all her clothes. Song Mantang stepped onto the kang. The two of them were in the quilt and there was another rain of rain.
The brick factory is far away from the village and is not afraid of people hearing it. Naturally, the woman let go of her throat and screams.
Song Mantang was so fucked that he turned the woman to the corner of the kang and knelt down. The woman was understanding and hurriedly raised her big white butt with all her strength.
In this posture, the woman's genitals became more and more attractive, but Song Mantang's goal was the brown asshole with dense wrinkles in the open butt cracks of the woman.
He leaned against the woman's buttocks and grinded his cock on the woman's asshole.
The first time the woman's body was inserted into her asshole
That was the first night when a woman committed herself to Song Mantang. That night, after Song Mantang stripped her naked, the first thing she asked her was: Are Fan Yongtai’s butt?
In the dialects of Songjiawan, both the butt and anus are called ass. If you refer to them, the butt egg is called ass. The anus is called ass. The anus is called ass. The ass or the ass or the ass or the ass is called ass. The sewer is called ass or the ass or the ass or the ass. The bare butt is called ass or the sewer. In addition, the most popular and intuitive title of the anus is also frequently used in the dialect.
In dialect, sexual behavior between men and women is called "Day", normal sexual intercourse is called "Day cunt", and anal sex is called "Day cunt".
Fan Yongtai is a traditional conservative man. He has never had anal sex with a woman. Before he committed to Song Mantang, a woman's anus has always been a virgin land that has never been cultivated before.
The woman answered Song Mantang truthfully
Song Mantang's second sentence is: Your pussy is lived by Fan Yongtai every day. I don't care. What should you do?
The woman understood what Song Mantang meant. Although she had not had anal sex, she had heard of it. Her fear of the poor and lower-middle peasant landlords was far greater than the fear of being deflowered when her asshole was deflowered. She turned over and knelt on the kang, and said with great despicability: Captain, my body is not worth much. I can do whatever I want. As long as I can serve the Lord with peace of mind, I can do whatever I want.
At that time, Song Mantang was already the production team leader of Song Jiawan. Because the woman tried her best to flatter and please Song Mantang, she called Song Mantang.
The woman's gentle and submissive flattery further aroused Song Mantang's abusive psychology. He dipped in lamp oil for lubrication and possessed the virgin land that had never been cultivated.
The pain of tearing the cleavage of the asshole made the woman cry and cry for her parents, but the inexplicable pleasure mixed with shame and despicable completely awakened her tormented slavery deep in her heart.
Song Mantang likes her butt. Whenever she has sex with her, she wants to fuck her asshole eight times in ten times. She actually gradually fell in love with this perverted sex method.
Whenever Song Mantang's hard and hot cock gallops across her anus, she will forget her fear, forget the shame of being scared to leave her shit and urine, her most shameful excretion hole, which makes the man she fears most lustful for fun. She often gets unspeakable pleasure and joy in this contradiction
It was probably because of this mentality that she had freed her former shadow. Therefore, after she committed herself to Song Mantang, her problem of feces and enuresis gradually improved.
Song Mantang held the cock and grinded the woman's asshole. The woman naturally understood what Song Mantang meant. She quickly stretched out her butt more and more effort, and held two white and plump butt eggs with both hands, trying her best to spread them to both sides.
Song Mantang has been used to having sex with a woman's asshole, and Song Mantang has no pity. With the nourishment of the vaginal fluid, his dark, thick and hard cock has been inserted all at once.
The woman screamed in pain, and her flesh trembled as if a ripples were rippling.
Oh! Captain, you have made your life bloom... Captain... I sell your ass to you... I sell your asshole to you... I sell your asshole to you... Ah...
Song Mantang is now the village party secretary, but women still can’t help calling Song Mantang the captain when they are in love. In ancient operas, they often like to call themselves slaves or slaves under Song Mantang’s crotch.
These are all very useful to Song Mantang. He roared: You are a product of ass, I love your ass, your asshole!
While speaking, he pressed the woman's butt and fucked her hard
The woman kept moaning, and the vaginal fluid flowed and then fucked, and the asshole was even more fucked, and the fat water and oil were gushing out, and the thrusting became more and more refreshing.
After this, Song Mantang fucked the woman and begged repeatedly, and then he ejaculated the sperm in the woman's feces.
It is extremely physically exhausted to get fucked by the ass. The woman has already been soft and her butt is so soft that it cannot be closed. Her eyes are blurred and nestled in Song Mantang's arms. She just gasps.
Song Mantang lit a cigarette afterwards, smoked slowly, and didn't speak.
The woman took a while to recover. She got off the kang naked and made a cup of tea for Song Mantang, and got back into the bed. After Song Mantang had a tea, she smoked the belt on Song Mantang's pants and put it in front of Song Mantang, and then knelt on the kang with her butt sticking out.
The woman shook her butt and said: Captain, you haven't beaten my family for many days...
Song Mantang not only often rapes women's assholes, but also often abuses and beats women's ass. Although this is a game of sexual abuse, Song Mantang often beats them fiercely.
Su Guifang has long been used to this. Although she is suffering when she is beaten on her butt, the pleasure of being abused is even stronger. Therefore, if Song Mantang doesn't hit her for a few days, she will ask for her to be beaten.
You are so fucking cheap. Song Mantang swung his round and slapped the white big butt: Come here, lie in my arms, I will tell you something serious.
The woman was quite disappointed, but she didn't dare to disobey. She obediently got into the quilt, curled up in Song Mantang's arms like a cat.
To be honest, women have feelings for Song Mantang
Although this man was strong and domineering, rubbing her and humiliating her in various ways on the kang, she got an unprecedented sense of security. Thinking about the past, although her husband was so kind, he could not give her any sense of security. Since she married into the Fan family, she has almost always lived in panic and fear.
Since I committed myself to this man, no one in the village dared to bully her. When the production team assigned work, they were dirty and tired, and they were no longer given her. When they were distributing food, they not only did not deduct it, but also often had a share. In addition, this man often helped her. Compared to her husband's situation when he was at home, it was simply in the sky and under.
Although there has been no class struggle in recent years and the farmers have lived a better life, this man is still the local emperor of Songjiawan. As long as he is with him, there are still endless benefits.
What's more, the abused slavery of a woman has long been poured into this strong and domineering man. Therefore, she became more and more honest with the man, fearing that he would get tired of playing and throw herself away.
The woman curled up in Song Mantang's arms, kissing passionately and rubbing Song Mantang's still strong chest muscles, waiting for Song Mantang to speak
Jianwa is grown up... Song Mantang said leisurely
The woman was a little surprised. She secretly guessed whether it was because the child had grown up and Song Mantang was about to break off contact with her. She listened nervously and did not dare to take on the man's words.
Song Mantang touched another cigarette and lit it, but he didn't say anything for a long time
The woman was so nervous that she said without saying anything: Jianwa is almost sixteen. I remember being one year older than my Xiaoyu. I met Jianwa two days ago and grew taller than last winter...
Song Mantang smoked a cigarette in a fog and said word by word: You can serve Jianwa tonight, let my baby taste the taste of being a man.
The woman became more and more surprised, she thought she had heard it wrong
But Song Mantang said the following words very clearly: I will go back and settle my work at home, come to the brick factory when it gets dark, add firewood to the kang, wash my pussy, and wait to serve my cub
The woman fully understood, but she still couldn't believe her ears
Before this, Song Mantang had bribed her superiors with a woman's body many times, but women never dared to disobey because she understood that she was just a toy to Song Mantang. If Song Mantang wanted to play with her, she would have no right to choose.
But today's situation is different. The other party is Song Mantang's son, a boy less than sixteen years old.
The woman felt unspeakable shame and confusion. She stammered: Jianwa is still young, I...I... am so old... how dare I commit such a sin...
Song Mantang interrupted the woman and said viciously: I can do whatever I say, I don’t have the fart you can! Take out your sexy spirit tonight, but try different ways to serve my cubs, so that my cubs can taste what it feels like to be a man!
The man's tone was unquestionable, and there was no room for negotiation. The woman was so scared that she shivered and didn't dare to say anything more
Song Mantang took out the key of the brick factory from his outer pocket and threw it to the woman: Do you remember what I said?
Remember... Remember... The woman stutters
I'll leave first, you can go back and settle down at home later. Remember, come over to dark and add to the fever first!
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