In the bathroom, water vapor was filled with the shower and the shower was still pouring warm water. My mother knelt on the tiled floor with her face up, her brows frowned, her eyes closed, but her slender eyelashes were trembling because of the semen on her eyelids.
During orgasm, I couldn't help but grab her head and press it under my crotch, imagining it into her mouth like ejaculation deep in my vagina. As a result, the glans stabbed directly into my mother's throat. She gagged and pushed me, broke free, and my cock was thrown out of her mouth and then ejaculated her in the face.
The second time I scored, the amount of semen I ejaculated was not much, but two strands happened to ejaculate on her eyes.
She touched her hands around her, looking for something to try to wipe it, but in the end she could only open her mouth with semen and saliva in shame for help:
Son, towel.
I quickly picked up the towel behind her, warmed it under the shower, wringed it out, and handed it to her.
She carefully wiped off the semen from her face and spitted a small mouth out of her mouth.
She lowered her head and whispered:
OK, go out.
******
When I came out, I helped my mother close the bathroom door.
Stupid.
When I returned to the room, I changed into clothes and fell on the bed. The person seemed to be drunk, and my mind was dizzy because of what had just happened.
While standing, my mother was holding her thighs and swaying her head back and forth, she felt her glans rubbing her tongue coating and her palate and stabbing it into her mother's throat, which was undoubtedly an unprecedented stimulation.
It was still a cock that had just been pulled out of her vagina and was stained with semen from her vagina.
Although I didn't ejaculate much, the feeling of orgasm was more intense than when I fucked my pussy and cumming.
But soon I felt uncomfortable again.
It was so natural for my mother to lick and suck this dirty thing, and there was no doubt that it was someone else's credit.
For mother-opaths, I should have had sex with my mother and had oral sex by my mother. I should have felt happy, but now, happiness is defiled, only the pleasure of physical desires.
After calming down, my heart feels more and more empty.
I still remember the first time I had sex with my mother, and when I was climaxed, the pleasure was so surging and so intense.
The flow rate of time was slowed down by the brain, and the ejaculation process was also prolonged. I felt like I was sending an unprecedented large amount of semen through the vas deferens one after another to the urethra and ejaculating into my mother's vagina.
Of course, I was very happy this time, but my mood was very different.
At that time, in addition to the past boyfriend and the dead father, my mother also had a Mediterranean.
But now...
I can't accept the words "buses" or "public toilets" appear on my mother.
Moreover, the incest between me and my mother developed too fast.
As soon as there wasn't much ethical struggle, my mother was easily fucked by the position I entered in the bathroom later...
Actually, I had foreseeed this.
I don’t know when it started, but she stopped closing the door when taking a shower, and she was hiding it.
This must be the Mediterranean requirement. Every time my mother takes a bath, she is ready to be invaded by my son.
And the so-called oral sex just now, the reason is so blunt.
Everything is the Mediterranean.
It's all the Mediterranean orders.
I've seen it for a few days, and anal sex with my mother is no longer a problem.
There is no hope for this future.
……
No……
This is not the result I want.
The taboo pleasure that just now arises from defiling my mother has disappeared, and I am torturing my heart:
Do you want a mom or a prostitute?
In this incest scene, my role is not a son, nor her role is a mother.
This is not incest.
I am a client, she is a prostitute.
I am no different from the fat man in my mother's office, because the Mediterranean allows him to fuck his mother once a month, so he fucked him and let him fuck him.
It's that simple.
When I first joined my mother, I couldn't see her expression, but I saw it afterwards.
I was not in her pupils.
She looked towards me, but she saw a void of nothingness.
At that moment, in the mother's world, I did not exist.
When I was still complacent about my physiology ideas, I didn’t know that my behavior was as stupid as a person who was complacent about finding a shortcut to reach the end of his life as soon as possible.
This is not a fucking suicide!
Suicide is because I want to die, so I go to die.
I don't want to die.
Oedipus mother...
If the mother is not a mother.
Is that love or love?
******
I was pretending to study while I was playing mobile games behind closed doors.
After a while, my mind was in a mess, the game was turned off, and I turned on the surveillance software on my phone.
After just about ten seconds of opening it, my mother came out of the bathroom naked.
As if nothing had happened, her expression was a little calm.
She wiped her body with a dry towel and walked back to the room naked.
I immediately turned to the bedroom monitoring.
My mother, who returned to the room, was not dressed, and the door was not closed. She just closed her body and sat at the computer desk.
She glanced at the door.
Only then did I see that she was not so calm.
Then she pulled open the drawer and took out a rubber cock from it. She lifted her body and sucked the rubber cock's suction cup on the chair. Then she moved her butt, aimed it, and sat...
Um!
Then she supported the table with her hands, her legs spread apart, and her butt rose and fell.
******
After watching my mother get fucked by the rubber cock and cum, she licked and sucked the wet rubber cock in her mouth, then wiped it with a tissue and put it back into the drawer. I turned off the monitoring software and called Zhang Yi.
I hung up again after dialing.
Zhang Yi called over, I answered, said, "It's nothing more, I'm dead again."
Zhang Yi is undoubtedly the person who can comfort me the most.
But I know what she wants to say.
She would tell me that I, a client, can get a prostitute without spending money, and I am still the top brand in the brothel, and I should feel satisfied and so on.
I think after I talk to her, I may feel a little more comfortable, but I will become more empty.
After emptiness, I will fill it with desire.
After filling in my emptiness.
No solution.
But at this time, another thing happened, which diverted my attention.
I received a call from Principal Li:
Teacher Yao committed suicide.
******
suicide?
To be precise, it should be an attempted murder.
The murderer is undoubtedly me.
When I first heard this news, I felt like I was struck by lightning, and my whole body was numb and stiff.
Why did he commit suicide?
Is this kind of thing worth committing suicide?
In my understanding, there are some women who are more miserable than Teacher Yao, but none of them are self-sentenced.
My mother was still raped, and she was not the kind of person who just wanted to get raped and then left. She was abused by the Mediterranean for almost all day.
I have never seen my mother seek death.
This is an era when the porn industry is legalized. Bookstores can buy uncensored nude photos of actresses and models, and adult channels can also see uncensored adult videos.
Being raped is no longer a shameful thing, and many women's virgins are gone in junior high school and high school.
The only thing that is excessive is to use it as a toilet to drink urine.
But her resistance was not fierce at the time, and I could not see any signs that this incident could make her commit suicide.
Why did he commit suicide?
I asked my own question several times in a row.
I can't figure it out.
******
When I went to the hospital, Xiao Zhou arrived before me in Teacher Yao's ward.
Xiao Zhou is from the Mediterranean, a lawyer and my housekeeper.
Unless he is interested in the Mediterranean, I cannot contact him, and I am not qualified to contact him. Most of the special care he gives me is implemented by Xiao Zhou. He is the one who asks for money and people to settle certain things.
For example, he was the one who greeted the school and asked the principal to give me special care, and he also recommended Zhuang Jing's tattoo shop.He would tell me if I could do what I wanted to do.
But I have never seen him. I usually contact him by WeChat or by phone, but his voice and Hepburn's avatar on WeChat made me completely unexpected that he was an old man wearing casual clothes, T-shirt, trousers, sneakers, and a 50-60-year-old with a greased hair.
In my impression, shouldn’t lawyers wear suits and tie?
In addition to him, of course, Principal Li was also on the scene.
as well as……
A female policewoman.
Although I finally talked about this policewoman, the first thing I saw was her.
This is the instinct of being a criminal.
The police uniform was dark and solemn and majestic, which made me a little nervous.
And the woman in this battle suit, the glaring face of Xiao Zhou looked like hatred of evil.
She was arguing with Xiao Zhou.
It is not suitable to say that quarrels are not suitable because Xiao Zhou is very relaxed, while the policewoman feels a little blushing.
When I got closer, I heard the policewoman say:
Zhou Yuxian, you don’t have to be too proud, one day...
Before the female policewoman finished speaking, Zhou Yu actually raised his fingers to put them to the female policewoman's mouth. He was slapped away by the female policewoman, and then he said with a smile:
Officer Pei, you are not a gangster, so you don’t have to talk about the scene before leaving.Let's talk about it
He continued before the policewoman returned:
I personally appreciate your sense of justice, but your justice has been used in the wrong place.
Let's see.
I've looked at it many times, but you didn't like me.
The policewoman stopped talking and left straight away. However, when he passed by me, his blade-like gaze came directly, making me tremble for a moment.
At this time, Zhou Yu walked behind me first and said:
Just bluff.
******
The teacher from his school committed suicide, but Principal Li looked a little light on his face.
Teacher Yao, who was pale on the other side, was still on the ventilator, and he actually said to me:
I didn't expect that Teacher Yao was so fragile...
Then he actually said to me:
Xiao Jing, please give you a new one. A math teacher in high school is good. She is 32 years old and has not been married. She looks much more beautiful than Teacher Yao.
Or does Xiao Jing like a wife?An art teacher in the primary school department is also suitable for a good woman.
this……
Before I could answer, he glanced at Zhuang Jing who was standing properly behind me and immediately said:
If you don’t like it at school, it doesn’t matter if you bring people in outside.
Only now did I realize that what I heard about Principal Li’s rumors in the past were true, especially my mother mentioned: a scumbag.
******
I was still worried and at a loss just now.
After all, one life!
However, the matter is as simple as Teacher Yao’s cold and coming to the hospital for a bottle respirator.
Zhou Yuxian said to me with a smile:
Even if Teacher Yao is really dead, it won’t have any impact on you. We can handle everything.Besides, she has the courage to commit suicide, but she does not have the courage to expose your affairs, so her suicide is completely unable to withstand the pressure of life, and it has nothing to do with you.
This light tone made my head buzz.
He seemed to see my uneasiness again and said:
You are still young, and you soon get used to it. People eat people, and if you don’t eat others, others will eat you. Don’t have too much psychological burden.
He handed me a business card.
Then he said the most vicious and thoughtful thing, but I didn't notice:
What do you think of Officer Pei just now?
Well?
I didn't react at that time.
He whistled:
Occasionally I also work part-time as a madam.What's the point of playing with a teacher? Teachers can be regarded as the profession with the highest cheating rate. Although they are usually role models and serious, there are so many bitches in it.Of course, your teacher Yao is not.
But the female policewoman is different. Just now, Officer Pei is good at capturing and fighting, and has a strong body. It is rare that he has big breasts and buttocks. What kind of tricks can such a woman do in bed?
If you want, I will make arrangements for you.
Think about it, a righteous policewoman, especially she will definitely persevere in finding your Teacher Yao and try to explore the real reason behind her suicide.When she found out about you... It is very likely that Ah, I have dealt with her. She is a very persistent person with extraordinary business abilities.Think about it, she found you there. With my understanding of her, she will definitely instigate Teacher Yao to set a trap for you, but just because she wants to bring you to justice, hey!Why did you think that? In a blink of an eye, she was forced to lie on the bed and give you a criminal who was about to bring to justice. Isn’t this better than playing with Teacher Yao?
******
I was moved.
******
What is Zhou Yuxian’s sinisterness?
At that time, I was not sure that people like police and soldiers who made special contributions were actually forbidden zones.
Without huge interest relations, these two types of people will not be touched under normal circumstances.
But in this world of bastards, it is not impossible for female police and soldiers to deal with them.
Whether the female policewoman is married or not, she pursues her skills, hooks up, or breaks up after the trip or what is going on.
A female soldier who is unmarried can be a crime of destroying the military marriage.
But the nature of rape is completely different and cannot be violated by ordinary people.
This is a tool for the power organs to protect their power.
Those drug dealers who can be sentenced to death dozens of times are naturally not afraid. If they catch a female policewoman, they will go to death, but Zhou Yuxian is not good enough to have a legitimate identity in society.
As one of Mr. Xu's many tool people, he has a lot of power in his hands, but he can't touch Pei Chenyao.
The Mediterranean itself can abuse its power at will, but the people below are not allowed to do whatever they want.
But if I convey to the Mediterranean the intention of wanting to get this female policewoman.
These are two different things.
I am one of the advanced games I play in the Mediterranean. I want to play, that is, the Mediterranean wants to play.
******
How to pronounce this?
Meindert Hbbema, the boulevard tree in Midehenis.
nice.
……
Why hang this painting?
like.
Where do you like it?
nice.
It's not as good as you, you should hang a nude photo of yourself here.
……
Now you want to buy an antique painting, it doesn’t cost much.Of course, I am not referring to the authentic product, but the counterfeit product with a simulation level of 95% of the wavy number and more than 99% under ultra-high scanning resolution technology.
It's 100% for me.
I only know how good-looking it is, but I can't explain where it is. Zhuang Jing obviously has enough artistic cultivation, but she is unwilling to share her heart with me.
This is a small resistance from the sex slave to his master.
I suddenly had an inspiration:
There should be a nude photo of my mother here.
At Zhuang Jing's house, all her oil paintings were replaced with nude photos of her mother.
I'm such a genius.
******
The doorbell rings.
I pulled my dick out of Zhuang Jing's anal canal and patted her plump buttocks:
Go and open the door.
She hesitated for a moment.
I like her hesitation very much.
This inner struggle.
If it were Zhang Yi, she would have opened the door without hesitation.
She could not disobey my orders, but this hesitation about my orders was actually a struggle. I would take care of her feelings when I was in a good mood.
But today I knew who was coming, so I ignored her struggle.
She had no choice but to open the door with her naked body, trembling with her breast ball, and twisting her hips.
Beauty, long time no see.
The person standing behind the door obviously made Zhuang Jing breathe a sigh of relief.
A woman.
A woman she knows.
But her face was not good because the woman was Anne.
Anne of the tattoo shop.
Anne wore a very interesting white leather jacket today, which was the dress of a female character Shamir in an antique fighting game I played.
What’s slightly different is that her top is sleeveless, and there is no inverted new base coat that reveals cleavage inside, so her waist is also exposed, and she is a short skirt with a pussy underneath.
Wow.
This admiration was naturally given to Zhuang Jing. After Annie came in, she looked around the entire house and exclaimed from the bottom of her heart.
But Zhuang Jing obviously did not appreciate the praise of this woman who shed an indelible mark of shame on her body.
sit.
I walked out of the room and signaled Anne to sit down on the sofa, then walked across from her by myself.
At this time, Zhuang Jing, who returned to me, picked up the yoga mat placed next to the TV cabinet, spread it on the ground, and then she lay down on all sides.
I sat on it.
Human sofa.
Xiao Zhou said you have something to do with me.
I'm straight to the point.
I want to make a deal with you.
trade?
right.
Anne pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her pants pockets.
May I?
I nodded.
I offended someone.
The man was named Zhu Bo, nicknamed Lard Bo, and the boss of Xicheng District Zhushi Construction Company.
Half a year ago, he brought a little girl to me for a tattoo, and then he fell in love with me and asked me to go with him.I didn't know who he was at that time and didn't agree.As a result, the next day, my sister was taken away by him.
My sister is different from me. She is a civil servant in the tax bureau and a serious person.My brother-in-law called the police, but because of this phone call that was useless, he is still lying in the hospital.
etc……
I was a little confused when I heard this, what do you mean?Making a movie?
So you come to me?
Um.
Why do you think I can help you?
Because of her.
Annie pointed at Zhuang Jing, who was trembling under my butt.
This kind of woman is not something that ordinary people can have, and it is not lard waves...
I immediately understood.
Zhuang Jing is like a magical weapon and a sharp blade in martial arts novels. It is a disaster for those who are incompetent to get it, but I led her around the streets...
Anne said again:
Moreover, you know a big shot like Mr. Zhou.
Mr. Zhou?
Oh, Xiao Zhou.
Before she came, Xiao Zhou had informed me, so I pretended:
Xiao Zhou said you have special abilities.
ability?
Annie sneered, her feet suddenly raised and put them on the glass coffee table, then separated from each other, and the tender abalone under her short skirt was exposed in front of me without reservation.
Then she reached over with her hands, grabbed the two reddish-brown labia, pulled them away from each other, and exposed the pink inner wall that was moving and glowing with water.
She did all this without any emotional fluctuations. She bit her cigarette's mouth and said in a vague but clearly sound voice:
In front of you, I dare not mention any skills.
After she finished speaking, she supported her lips with her two fingers in her left hand, took a few mouthfuls of cigarette from her mouth with her right hand, and then pressed her naked pussy!
The snow-white thighs trembled, and the pain was short.
Just like you, if I want me to be a human ashtray, I can only be like the beauty under your butt, irresistible.
I didn't look like a word on my face and sighed in my heart.
I accept the precepts of the weak.
In fact, he could directly kidnap me, rape me, and gang rape me like he did to my sister.I accept it.But he didn't, he said he wanted to change his gameplay.
I have a deep understanding.
Just like the Mediterranean, I love to play.
Simple sexual intercourse can no longer stimulate them.
Like drug tolerance.
I myself.
She raised her palm and I realized that the fingerprints on her fingers had been worn off, covering them with calluses.
I'm not just a tattoo artist, I'm a member of the Viper Gang. You may not have heard of it. I'm a gang that controls underground business in the South District. I'm a gang killer...
As soon as she finished speaking, her face suddenly became cold, and her cold eyes scared me.
sorry.
She immediately apologized to me and whispered:
But our boss doesn't want to offend lard wave for me.
You are the killer, just kill him.
Annie also smiled, a heart-wrenching smile.
Master, stop fooling me.
He is not alone, and killing him will not help me at all. Since I can't save my sister, my whole family will not have any good consequences.There is someone behind him, and if he touches him, it means he touches a body of interest.
I stood up.
Zhuang Jing couldn't hold on anymore.
Useless stuff.
In front of outsiders, you must naturally show off.
I sat back on the sofa and shouted to Zhuang Jing:
come over.
When Zhuang Jing lay on the side like a big female cat, I played with her breasts and said to Annie:
What can you give?
I myself.
Annie stood up and smiled at me, smiling completely differently than the temperament she had just shown, very charming.
Then pull the cleavage chain downwards with a sports underwear-like leather top, and the breasts jump out; pull the knots on both sides of the leather skirt, and the short skirt falls to the ground.
But my eyes were not on her plump breasts, and I stared at her face.
She is very attractive.
Just like the mother's appearance, she has different temperaments.
I will not only be a good sex slave, but also a good killer.I will sell myself to you, and I will do whatever you ask me to do.
I didn't answer her, and grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed them.
Amazingly elastic!
I suddenly remembered what Xiao Zhou said about Officer Pei.
Anne is the killer, and the lines of her body indicate the power contained in it.
I have never played with this kind of woman.
What do you want to get?
The peace of family.
Don't want to take revenge on the lard wave?
……
Anne was silent for a moment and shook her head.
I dare not expect this.Little people like me who are concerned will never be able to deal with those big people standing on the upper level. They will either be killed by themselves or eaten by those who are higher than the food chain. It will never be our turn to covet a little.
My sister has been arrested for half a year.I surrendered the next day, but the lard wave didn't want me.He said there was no hurry, he wanted to play slowly.
Who dares to believe that a civil servant from a tax bureau is detained by him as a clerk in his company?A few days later, my sister was suddenly investigated. I forgot all the charges. Anyway, my sister admitted it and was dismissed from public office.Then, Lard Bo called me over every few days and saw how he or his men played with my sister, and I had to go there.My sister got pregnant the second month after being arrested. The day before yesterday I saw her with a big belly and an electric stick stuffed into her pussy. A little kid with yellow hair was lying on the sofa. She looked crooked and sour, and the gangsters on the street who were blackmailed students.
She gestured with her hands, her expression still calm, as if she was telling a trivial matter of indifference:
That fat pig won't get to me because he has a more perverted way of playing.
Anne lit another cigarette.
Where did I say?Oh...the perverted gameplay...They didn't fuck me at all, but they fed me aphrodisiacs. When the medicine worked, they started teasing me, but they just didn't fuck me.Then, I asked me to beg them to perform some dirty things, ask them to fuck them, masturbate, call Chun Ah...
If I were just alone, I would definitely kill them all.But I'm not.I could only watch the little gangster sucking my sister's face with his cock...
My eyes get hot.
This lard wave is quite good at playing...
In this fucking world, we are just some cheap goods that are placed on street stalls for people to choose from, and I am not qualified to take revenge on my customers.
******
Of course I can't help Anne.
I asked Xiao Zhou for advice, and Xiao Zhou first complained about what the lard wave was, and told me about a small matter and asked me if I wanted to help.
Of course I want to have multiple sex slaves like Annie.
Female killer Ah!
A female killer is a sex slave, and this is another Zhuang Jing Ah.
Xiao Zhou said: Let her wait at your house.
I find it ironic.
For Anne, the lard wave is a powerful figure, but for the Mediterranean, the lard wave is nothing.
Have you really killed someone?
Eight.
Talk about it, choose something interesting.
A female boss, she...
After chatting like this, Annie's sister was sent over a little over a young age.
She was obviously carefully cleaned up before she was sent: her curly hair, vermilion lips, and a black lace dress showed her concave and convex figure. Through the translucent silk fabric, the huge milk melon bound by the vermilion bra was obviously larger than in the data because of her pregnancy. Under her bulging belly, the vermilion low-waisted underwear could also be vaguely seen.
My sister is shorter than my sister, but her legs with black stockings can still be said to be slender.
As I approached, a fragrant smell came to my face. I didn’t know what perfume it was, but I could smell it as expensive.
She is brighter and more charming than Anne, but lacks a distinctive personality.
When she dressed up like this, she was like a wealthy lady, but her dark-eyed bags and dull expression somewhat revealed the nightmare she suffered in the past six months.
May I have your name?
As I asked, I touched her body wantonly, from her breasts to her bulge, and then to the vagina under her belly.
This is the fragrance of power.
She didn't move. Compared to being raised as a sexual animal for half a year, touching her like this is really nothing.
An Ying.
The voice is somewhat personal, magnetic, and quite seductive.
I lifted up her skirt and inserted my hand into her panties. She naturally bent her knees slightly and spread her legs to facilitate me to play with her pussy.
Your surname is An Ah?
I asked Anne.
I originally wanted to have a pregnant woman.
Haven't done it before.
Looking at the bulging belly, my dick was so hard.
He is also a fucking sister.
But after touching it, I was indifferent. An Ying was loose underneath, and it was probably not a problem to put a fist in it.
I must have been fisted.
Why……
I sighed in my heart.Not everyone will have advanced gameplay like the Mediterranean.
My asshole is relatively compact... An Ying said flatteringly.
In half a year, a civil servant in the tax bureau was able to say such words almost frankly.
cell phone.
I gave Anne 50,000.
Take your sister to relax and take some care of her.
Anne said nothing from beginning to end, and didn't even say hello to her sister. Now she just nodded and took her sister away.
During orgasm, I couldn't help but grab her head and press it under my crotch, imagining it into her mouth like ejaculation deep in my vagina. As a result, the glans stabbed directly into my mother's throat. She gagged and pushed me, broke free, and my cock was thrown out of her mouth and then ejaculated her in the face.
The second time I scored, the amount of semen I ejaculated was not much, but two strands happened to ejaculate on her eyes.
She touched her hands around her, looking for something to try to wipe it, but in the end she could only open her mouth with semen and saliva in shame for help:
Son, towel.
I quickly picked up the towel behind her, warmed it under the shower, wringed it out, and handed it to her.
She carefully wiped off the semen from her face and spitted a small mouth out of her mouth.
She lowered her head and whispered:
OK, go out.
******
When I came out, I helped my mother close the bathroom door.
Stupid.
When I returned to the room, I changed into clothes and fell on the bed. The person seemed to be drunk, and my mind was dizzy because of what had just happened.
While standing, my mother was holding her thighs and swaying her head back and forth, she felt her glans rubbing her tongue coating and her palate and stabbing it into her mother's throat, which was undoubtedly an unprecedented stimulation.
It was still a cock that had just been pulled out of her vagina and was stained with semen from her vagina.
Although I didn't ejaculate much, the feeling of orgasm was more intense than when I fucked my pussy and cumming.
But soon I felt uncomfortable again.
It was so natural for my mother to lick and suck this dirty thing, and there was no doubt that it was someone else's credit.
For mother-opaths, I should have had sex with my mother and had oral sex by my mother. I should have felt happy, but now, happiness is defiled, only the pleasure of physical desires.
After calming down, my heart feels more and more empty.
I still remember the first time I had sex with my mother, and when I was climaxed, the pleasure was so surging and so intense.
The flow rate of time was slowed down by the brain, and the ejaculation process was also prolonged. I felt like I was sending an unprecedented large amount of semen through the vas deferens one after another to the urethra and ejaculating into my mother's vagina.
Of course, I was very happy this time, but my mood was very different.
At that time, in addition to the past boyfriend and the dead father, my mother also had a Mediterranean.
But now...
I can't accept the words "buses" or "public toilets" appear on my mother.
Moreover, the incest between me and my mother developed too fast.
As soon as there wasn't much ethical struggle, my mother was easily fucked by the position I entered in the bathroom later...
Actually, I had foreseeed this.
I don’t know when it started, but she stopped closing the door when taking a shower, and she was hiding it.
This must be the Mediterranean requirement. Every time my mother takes a bath, she is ready to be invaded by my son.
And the so-called oral sex just now, the reason is so blunt.
Everything is the Mediterranean.
It's all the Mediterranean orders.
I've seen it for a few days, and anal sex with my mother is no longer a problem.
There is no hope for this future.
……
No……
This is not the result I want.
The taboo pleasure that just now arises from defiling my mother has disappeared, and I am torturing my heart:
Do you want a mom or a prostitute?
In this incest scene, my role is not a son, nor her role is a mother.
This is not incest.
I am a client, she is a prostitute.
I am no different from the fat man in my mother's office, because the Mediterranean allows him to fuck his mother once a month, so he fucked him and let him fuck him.
It's that simple.
When I first joined my mother, I couldn't see her expression, but I saw it afterwards.
I was not in her pupils.
She looked towards me, but she saw a void of nothingness.
At that moment, in the mother's world, I did not exist.
When I was still complacent about my physiology ideas, I didn’t know that my behavior was as stupid as a person who was complacent about finding a shortcut to reach the end of his life as soon as possible.
This is not a fucking suicide!
Suicide is because I want to die, so I go to die.
I don't want to die.
Oedipus mother...
If the mother is not a mother.
Is that love or love?
******
I was pretending to study while I was playing mobile games behind closed doors.
After a while, my mind was in a mess, the game was turned off, and I turned on the surveillance software on my phone.
After just about ten seconds of opening it, my mother came out of the bathroom naked.
As if nothing had happened, her expression was a little calm.
She wiped her body with a dry towel and walked back to the room naked.
I immediately turned to the bedroom monitoring.
My mother, who returned to the room, was not dressed, and the door was not closed. She just closed her body and sat at the computer desk.
She glanced at the door.
Only then did I see that she was not so calm.
Then she pulled open the drawer and took out a rubber cock from it. She lifted her body and sucked the rubber cock's suction cup on the chair. Then she moved her butt, aimed it, and sat...
Um!
Then she supported the table with her hands, her legs spread apart, and her butt rose and fell.
******
After watching my mother get fucked by the rubber cock and cum, she licked and sucked the wet rubber cock in her mouth, then wiped it with a tissue and put it back into the drawer. I turned off the monitoring software and called Zhang Yi.
I hung up again after dialing.
Zhang Yi called over, I answered, said, "It's nothing more, I'm dead again."
Zhang Yi is undoubtedly the person who can comfort me the most.
But I know what she wants to say.
She would tell me that I, a client, can get a prostitute without spending money, and I am still the top brand in the brothel, and I should feel satisfied and so on.
I think after I talk to her, I may feel a little more comfortable, but I will become more empty.
After emptiness, I will fill it with desire.
After filling in my emptiness.
No solution.
But at this time, another thing happened, which diverted my attention.
I received a call from Principal Li:
Teacher Yao committed suicide.
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suicide?
To be precise, it should be an attempted murder.
The murderer is undoubtedly me.
When I first heard this news, I felt like I was struck by lightning, and my whole body was numb and stiff.
Why did he commit suicide?
Is this kind of thing worth committing suicide?
In my understanding, there are some women who are more miserable than Teacher Yao, but none of them are self-sentenced.
My mother was still raped, and she was not the kind of person who just wanted to get raped and then left. She was abused by the Mediterranean for almost all day.
I have never seen my mother seek death.
This is an era when the porn industry is legalized. Bookstores can buy uncensored nude photos of actresses and models, and adult channels can also see uncensored adult videos.
Being raped is no longer a shameful thing, and many women's virgins are gone in junior high school and high school.
The only thing that is excessive is to use it as a toilet to drink urine.
But her resistance was not fierce at the time, and I could not see any signs that this incident could make her commit suicide.
Why did he commit suicide?
I asked my own question several times in a row.
I can't figure it out.
******
When I went to the hospital, Xiao Zhou arrived before me in Teacher Yao's ward.
Xiao Zhou is from the Mediterranean, a lawyer and my housekeeper.
Unless he is interested in the Mediterranean, I cannot contact him, and I am not qualified to contact him. Most of the special care he gives me is implemented by Xiao Zhou. He is the one who asks for money and people to settle certain things.
For example, he was the one who greeted the school and asked the principal to give me special care, and he also recommended Zhuang Jing's tattoo shop.He would tell me if I could do what I wanted to do.
But I have never seen him. I usually contact him by WeChat or by phone, but his voice and Hepburn's avatar on WeChat made me completely unexpected that he was an old man wearing casual clothes, T-shirt, trousers, sneakers, and a 50-60-year-old with a greased hair.
In my impression, shouldn’t lawyers wear suits and tie?
In addition to him, of course, Principal Li was also on the scene.
as well as……
A female policewoman.
Although I finally talked about this policewoman, the first thing I saw was her.
This is the instinct of being a criminal.
The police uniform was dark and solemn and majestic, which made me a little nervous.
And the woman in this battle suit, the glaring face of Xiao Zhou looked like hatred of evil.
She was arguing with Xiao Zhou.
It is not suitable to say that quarrels are not suitable because Xiao Zhou is very relaxed, while the policewoman feels a little blushing.
When I got closer, I heard the policewoman say:
Zhou Yuxian, you don’t have to be too proud, one day...
Before the female policewoman finished speaking, Zhou Yu actually raised his fingers to put them to the female policewoman's mouth. He was slapped away by the female policewoman, and then he said with a smile:
Officer Pei, you are not a gangster, so you don’t have to talk about the scene before leaving.Let's talk about it
He continued before the policewoman returned:
I personally appreciate your sense of justice, but your justice has been used in the wrong place.
Let's see.
I've looked at it many times, but you didn't like me.
The policewoman stopped talking and left straight away. However, when he passed by me, his blade-like gaze came directly, making me tremble for a moment.
At this time, Zhou Yu walked behind me first and said:
Just bluff.
******
The teacher from his school committed suicide, but Principal Li looked a little light on his face.
Teacher Yao, who was pale on the other side, was still on the ventilator, and he actually said to me:
I didn't expect that Teacher Yao was so fragile...
Then he actually said to me:
Xiao Jing, please give you a new one. A math teacher in high school is good. She is 32 years old and has not been married. She looks much more beautiful than Teacher Yao.
Or does Xiao Jing like a wife?An art teacher in the primary school department is also suitable for a good woman.
this……
Before I could answer, he glanced at Zhuang Jing who was standing properly behind me and immediately said:
If you don’t like it at school, it doesn’t matter if you bring people in outside.
Only now did I realize that what I heard about Principal Li’s rumors in the past were true, especially my mother mentioned: a scumbag.
******
I was still worried and at a loss just now.
After all, one life!
However, the matter is as simple as Teacher Yao’s cold and coming to the hospital for a bottle respirator.
Zhou Yuxian said to me with a smile:
Even if Teacher Yao is really dead, it won’t have any impact on you. We can handle everything.Besides, she has the courage to commit suicide, but she does not have the courage to expose your affairs, so her suicide is completely unable to withstand the pressure of life, and it has nothing to do with you.
This light tone made my head buzz.
He seemed to see my uneasiness again and said:
You are still young, and you soon get used to it. People eat people, and if you don’t eat others, others will eat you. Don’t have too much psychological burden.
He handed me a business card.
Then he said the most vicious and thoughtful thing, but I didn't notice:
What do you think of Officer Pei just now?
Well?
I didn't react at that time.
He whistled:
Occasionally I also work part-time as a madam.What's the point of playing with a teacher? Teachers can be regarded as the profession with the highest cheating rate. Although they are usually role models and serious, there are so many bitches in it.Of course, your teacher Yao is not.
But the female policewoman is different. Just now, Officer Pei is good at capturing and fighting, and has a strong body. It is rare that he has big breasts and buttocks. What kind of tricks can such a woman do in bed?
If you want, I will make arrangements for you.
Think about it, a righteous policewoman, especially she will definitely persevere in finding your Teacher Yao and try to explore the real reason behind her suicide.When she found out about you... It is very likely that Ah, I have dealt with her. She is a very persistent person with extraordinary business abilities.Think about it, she found you there. With my understanding of her, she will definitely instigate Teacher Yao to set a trap for you, but just because she wants to bring you to justice, hey!Why did you think that? In a blink of an eye, she was forced to lie on the bed and give you a criminal who was about to bring to justice. Isn’t this better than playing with Teacher Yao?
******
I was moved.
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What is Zhou Yuxian’s sinisterness?
At that time, I was not sure that people like police and soldiers who made special contributions were actually forbidden zones.
Without huge interest relations, these two types of people will not be touched under normal circumstances.
But in this world of bastards, it is not impossible for female police and soldiers to deal with them.
Whether the female policewoman is married or not, she pursues her skills, hooks up, or breaks up after the trip or what is going on.
A female soldier who is unmarried can be a crime of destroying the military marriage.
But the nature of rape is completely different and cannot be violated by ordinary people.
This is a tool for the power organs to protect their power.
Those drug dealers who can be sentenced to death dozens of times are naturally not afraid. If they catch a female policewoman, they will go to death, but Zhou Yuxian is not good enough to have a legitimate identity in society.
As one of Mr. Xu's many tool people, he has a lot of power in his hands, but he can't touch Pei Chenyao.
The Mediterranean itself can abuse its power at will, but the people below are not allowed to do whatever they want.
But if I convey to the Mediterranean the intention of wanting to get this female policewoman.
These are two different things.
I am one of the advanced games I play in the Mediterranean. I want to play, that is, the Mediterranean wants to play.
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How to pronounce this?
Meindert Hbbema, the boulevard tree in Midehenis.
nice.
……
Why hang this painting?
like.
Where do you like it?
nice.
It's not as good as you, you should hang a nude photo of yourself here.
……
Now you want to buy an antique painting, it doesn’t cost much.Of course, I am not referring to the authentic product, but the counterfeit product with a simulation level of 95% of the wavy number and more than 99% under ultra-high scanning resolution technology.
It's 100% for me.
I only know how good-looking it is, but I can't explain where it is. Zhuang Jing obviously has enough artistic cultivation, but she is unwilling to share her heart with me.
This is a small resistance from the sex slave to his master.
I suddenly had an inspiration:
There should be a nude photo of my mother here.
At Zhuang Jing's house, all her oil paintings were replaced with nude photos of her mother.
I'm such a genius.
******
The doorbell rings.
I pulled my dick out of Zhuang Jing's anal canal and patted her plump buttocks:
Go and open the door.
She hesitated for a moment.
I like her hesitation very much.
This inner struggle.
If it were Zhang Yi, she would have opened the door without hesitation.
She could not disobey my orders, but this hesitation about my orders was actually a struggle. I would take care of her feelings when I was in a good mood.
But today I knew who was coming, so I ignored her struggle.
She had no choice but to open the door with her naked body, trembling with her breast ball, and twisting her hips.
Beauty, long time no see.
The person standing behind the door obviously made Zhuang Jing breathe a sigh of relief.
A woman.
A woman she knows.
But her face was not good because the woman was Anne.
Anne of the tattoo shop.
Anne wore a very interesting white leather jacket today, which was the dress of a female character Shamir in an antique fighting game I played.
What’s slightly different is that her top is sleeveless, and there is no inverted new base coat that reveals cleavage inside, so her waist is also exposed, and she is a short skirt with a pussy underneath.
Wow.
This admiration was naturally given to Zhuang Jing. After Annie came in, she looked around the entire house and exclaimed from the bottom of her heart.
But Zhuang Jing obviously did not appreciate the praise of this woman who shed an indelible mark of shame on her body.
sit.
I walked out of the room and signaled Anne to sit down on the sofa, then walked across from her by myself.
At this time, Zhuang Jing, who returned to me, picked up the yoga mat placed next to the TV cabinet, spread it on the ground, and then she lay down on all sides.
I sat on it.
Human sofa.
Xiao Zhou said you have something to do with me.
I'm straight to the point.
I want to make a deal with you.
trade?
right.
Anne pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her pants pockets.
May I?
I nodded.
I offended someone.
The man was named Zhu Bo, nicknamed Lard Bo, and the boss of Xicheng District Zhushi Construction Company.
Half a year ago, he brought a little girl to me for a tattoo, and then he fell in love with me and asked me to go with him.I didn't know who he was at that time and didn't agree.As a result, the next day, my sister was taken away by him.
My sister is different from me. She is a civil servant in the tax bureau and a serious person.My brother-in-law called the police, but because of this phone call that was useless, he is still lying in the hospital.
etc……
I was a little confused when I heard this, what do you mean?Making a movie?
So you come to me?
Um.
Why do you think I can help you?
Because of her.
Annie pointed at Zhuang Jing, who was trembling under my butt.
This kind of woman is not something that ordinary people can have, and it is not lard waves...
I immediately understood.
Zhuang Jing is like a magical weapon and a sharp blade in martial arts novels. It is a disaster for those who are incompetent to get it, but I led her around the streets...
Anne said again:
Moreover, you know a big shot like Mr. Zhou.
Mr. Zhou?
Oh, Xiao Zhou.
Before she came, Xiao Zhou had informed me, so I pretended:
Xiao Zhou said you have special abilities.
ability?
Annie sneered, her feet suddenly raised and put them on the glass coffee table, then separated from each other, and the tender abalone under her short skirt was exposed in front of me without reservation.
Then she reached over with her hands, grabbed the two reddish-brown labia, pulled them away from each other, and exposed the pink inner wall that was moving and glowing with water.
She did all this without any emotional fluctuations. She bit her cigarette's mouth and said in a vague but clearly sound voice:
In front of you, I dare not mention any skills.
After she finished speaking, she supported her lips with her two fingers in her left hand, took a few mouthfuls of cigarette from her mouth with her right hand, and then pressed her naked pussy!
The snow-white thighs trembled, and the pain was short.
Just like you, if I want me to be a human ashtray, I can only be like the beauty under your butt, irresistible.
I didn't look like a word on my face and sighed in my heart.
I accept the precepts of the weak.
In fact, he could directly kidnap me, rape me, and gang rape me like he did to my sister.I accept it.But he didn't, he said he wanted to change his gameplay.
I have a deep understanding.
Just like the Mediterranean, I love to play.
Simple sexual intercourse can no longer stimulate them.
Like drug tolerance.
I myself.
She raised her palm and I realized that the fingerprints on her fingers had been worn off, covering them with calluses.
I'm not just a tattoo artist, I'm a member of the Viper Gang. You may not have heard of it. I'm a gang that controls underground business in the South District. I'm a gang killer...
As soon as she finished speaking, her face suddenly became cold, and her cold eyes scared me.
sorry.
She immediately apologized to me and whispered:
But our boss doesn't want to offend lard wave for me.
You are the killer, just kill him.
Annie also smiled, a heart-wrenching smile.
Master, stop fooling me.
He is not alone, and killing him will not help me at all. Since I can't save my sister, my whole family will not have any good consequences.There is someone behind him, and if he touches him, it means he touches a body of interest.
I stood up.
Zhuang Jing couldn't hold on anymore.
Useless stuff.
In front of outsiders, you must naturally show off.
I sat back on the sofa and shouted to Zhuang Jing:
come over.
When Zhuang Jing lay on the side like a big female cat, I played with her breasts and said to Annie:
What can you give?
I myself.
Annie stood up and smiled at me, smiling completely differently than the temperament she had just shown, very charming.
Then pull the cleavage chain downwards with a sports underwear-like leather top, and the breasts jump out; pull the knots on both sides of the leather skirt, and the short skirt falls to the ground.
But my eyes were not on her plump breasts, and I stared at her face.
She is very attractive.
Just like the mother's appearance, she has different temperaments.
I will not only be a good sex slave, but also a good killer.I will sell myself to you, and I will do whatever you ask me to do.
I didn't answer her, and grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed them.
Amazingly elastic!
I suddenly remembered what Xiao Zhou said about Officer Pei.
Anne is the killer, and the lines of her body indicate the power contained in it.
I have never played with this kind of woman.
What do you want to get?
The peace of family.
Don't want to take revenge on the lard wave?
……
Anne was silent for a moment and shook her head.
I dare not expect this.Little people like me who are concerned will never be able to deal with those big people standing on the upper level. They will either be killed by themselves or eaten by those who are higher than the food chain. It will never be our turn to covet a little.
My sister has been arrested for half a year.I surrendered the next day, but the lard wave didn't want me.He said there was no hurry, he wanted to play slowly.
Who dares to believe that a civil servant from a tax bureau is detained by him as a clerk in his company?A few days later, my sister was suddenly investigated. I forgot all the charges. Anyway, my sister admitted it and was dismissed from public office.Then, Lard Bo called me over every few days and saw how he or his men played with my sister, and I had to go there.My sister got pregnant the second month after being arrested. The day before yesterday I saw her with a big belly and an electric stick stuffed into her pussy. A little kid with yellow hair was lying on the sofa. She looked crooked and sour, and the gangsters on the street who were blackmailed students.
She gestured with her hands, her expression still calm, as if she was telling a trivial matter of indifference:
That fat pig won't get to me because he has a more perverted way of playing.
Anne lit another cigarette.
Where did I say?Oh...the perverted gameplay...They didn't fuck me at all, but they fed me aphrodisiacs. When the medicine worked, they started teasing me, but they just didn't fuck me.Then, I asked me to beg them to perform some dirty things, ask them to fuck them, masturbate, call Chun Ah...
If I were just alone, I would definitely kill them all.But I'm not.I could only watch the little gangster sucking my sister's face with his cock...
My eyes get hot.
This lard wave is quite good at playing...
In this fucking world, we are just some cheap goods that are placed on street stalls for people to choose from, and I am not qualified to take revenge on my customers.
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Of course I can't help Anne.
I asked Xiao Zhou for advice, and Xiao Zhou first complained about what the lard wave was, and told me about a small matter and asked me if I wanted to help.
Of course I want to have multiple sex slaves like Annie.
Female killer Ah!
A female killer is a sex slave, and this is another Zhuang Jing Ah.
Xiao Zhou said: Let her wait at your house.
I find it ironic.
For Anne, the lard wave is a powerful figure, but for the Mediterranean, the lard wave is nothing.
Have you really killed someone?
Eight.
Talk about it, choose something interesting.
A female boss, she...
After chatting like this, Annie's sister was sent over a little over a young age.
She was obviously carefully cleaned up before she was sent: her curly hair, vermilion lips, and a black lace dress showed her concave and convex figure. Through the translucent silk fabric, the huge milk melon bound by the vermilion bra was obviously larger than in the data because of her pregnancy. Under her bulging belly, the vermilion low-waisted underwear could also be vaguely seen.
My sister is shorter than my sister, but her legs with black stockings can still be said to be slender.
As I approached, a fragrant smell came to my face. I didn’t know what perfume it was, but I could smell it as expensive.
She is brighter and more charming than Anne, but lacks a distinctive personality.
When she dressed up like this, she was like a wealthy lady, but her dark-eyed bags and dull expression somewhat revealed the nightmare she suffered in the past six months.
May I have your name?
As I asked, I touched her body wantonly, from her breasts to her bulge, and then to the vagina under her belly.
This is the fragrance of power.
She didn't move. Compared to being raised as a sexual animal for half a year, touching her like this is really nothing.
An Ying.
The voice is somewhat personal, magnetic, and quite seductive.
I lifted up her skirt and inserted my hand into her panties. She naturally bent her knees slightly and spread her legs to facilitate me to play with her pussy.
Your surname is An Ah?
I asked Anne.
I originally wanted to have a pregnant woman.
Haven't done it before.
Looking at the bulging belly, my dick was so hard.
He is also a fucking sister.
But after touching it, I was indifferent. An Ying was loose underneath, and it was probably not a problem to put a fist in it.
I must have been fisted.
Why……
I sighed in my heart.Not everyone will have advanced gameplay like the Mediterranean.
My asshole is relatively compact... An Ying said flatteringly.
In half a year, a civil servant in the tax bureau was able to say such words almost frankly.
cell phone.
I gave Anne 50,000.
Take your sister to relax and take some care of her.
Anne said nothing from beginning to end, and didn't even say hello to her sister. Now she just nodded and took her sister away.
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