Sleepiness surged in my heart, Lao Zhao patted his daughter's buttocks, and his tone was dull: Get up, let's clean up together.
Well... Zhao Qingyi stood up reluctantly, and semen dripped between her legs.
The two of them worked for an hour and wiped every part of Ouyang Zhen's skin. After Lao Zhao repeatedly confirmed that the semen in her vagina had been emptied, he helped her put on her underwear.
Because the original stockings were torn, he asked his daughter to find another pair of the same stockings and tried to restore them to their original state.
When Ouyang Zhen lay back in his bedroom, Lao Zhao was so tired that he was breathing.
Everything seemed to be seamless and nothing happened. However, Ouyang Zhen's kiss marks on his neck and chest were difficult to eliminate in a short period of time. Perhaps when she woke up the next day, she would infer the witty and intelligent body pain from the lower body and learn the truth.
Thinking of this, Lao Zhao became worried. Will she call the police directly if she is excited?
Dad, Sister Ouyang may be suspicious, but she will not call the police.
What to say?
Because she has no evidence, she may even suspect that it was made by her second brother. Besides...will the women who eat their father's semen surrender in the end, wouldn't they surrender?
Zhao Qingyi's soft comfort could not eliminate his concerns, and he could only take one step at a time.
My daughter went to the kitchen to make some food. After Lao Zhao swallowed it all, he dragged his tired body back to the room and fell asleep quickly.
He glanced at the corner of his eyes and found that the fifth full moon had appeared in the sky, and each moon seemed to be covered with a layer of light red mist, the color was dark and particularly strange.
Old Zhao vaguely felt a breath of death. At first he was a little worried, but later his mentality relaxed. Anyway, he had to have more women before he died, and he would not care about the huge waves after he died.
……
The next morning, when the sun was just rising, Lao Zhao was suddenly awakened by the clanging sound outside the door. He carefully pressed against the door panel and listened to the movement outside, as if Ouyang Zhen and Zhao Jingxin were quarreling.
What the hell are you crazy? You packed your clothes early in the morning and didn't say anything. I haven't talked about you yet. Why are you smelling smelly and you have drunk so much wine? Hey, hey!
Ouyang Zhen ignored Zhao Jingxin's complaints, dragged his suitcase to the living room, opened the door and left with a slam.
What's the matter... Zhao Jingxin muttered to his room and closed the door again.
Lao Zhao felt very calm inside, and thank God, the thing he was most worried about didn't happen.
After Zhao Jingxin and Zhao Jingcheng went out, he walked out slowly. His daughter seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time. She deliberately wore a thin nightgown, and the two buds on her chest were clearly protruding, rubbing Lao Zhao's arms hard, and her face was pleasing: Dad, Qingyi has been waiting for you for a long time.
Lao Zhao found that her daughter's mental outlook became different. She seemed to be more obsessed with herself. Her tender eyes were full of strong love, which had transcended the category of family affection between father and daughter, and the fragrance of the body was even full of charming spring.
Daughter Ah, why don’t we take it slow first? It’s still in the morning.
Dad, I want it, just want it~ Her hands rubbed against Lao Zhao's crotch, and her penis quickly became erect under external stimulation.
Old Zhao quickly grabbed her pants and prevented her from pulling it off, and his tone seemed irritable and worried: Oh, daughter, you have to control yourself, and you have agreed to be once a day!
Dad, just once, just once... Zhao Qingyi was full of begging. Her strength suddenly increased. She pushed Lao Zhao directly onto the sofa, knelt down and quickly pulled off her pants, bowed her head and took her penis in her mouth.
The numb and current on the glans made Lao Zhao sigh, feeling that he was the one who was forced. If he didn't feed his daughter this time, he wouldn't be able to escape.
After a while, the huge and swollen scrotum contracted vigorously, and strands of white semen shot out from the glans. Zhao Qingyi swallowed it into her stomach with satisfaction, and then she fell to the ground with her eyes closed and her eyes were curled up and trembling, and her face was abnormally flushed.
Lao Zhao's legs were a little trembling when he stood up, and he felt that his daughter was getting more and more abnormal, so he found a reason to go out, otherwise he would be squeezed dry sooner or later. The semen storage has other effects.
When he entered the elevator, he had already pressed the first floor, but after hesitating for a while, he chose the sixth floor.
After walking out of the elevator, Lao Zhao rang the doorbell of Tang Wu's house several times and knocked on the door several times, but there was no response inside. This made him feel very uncomfortable. The beautiful wife was too cautious and she had no chance to take advantage of it.
So, Lao Zhao was wandering around the community with depression, but unexpectedly, every man passing by frowned and looked at him, either covering his nose or bypassing him from afar.
Even the boys chasing and fighting in the community stared at Lao Zhao with hostile eyes. One of the fat men grabbed the gravel and threw it over, which scared Lao Zhao.
Although Lao Zhao was a decent person, he was once a tyrannical master, so he was so angry that he shouted: What are you doing!Bullying an old man, Ah?Where are your parents!
Unexpectedly, the other boys followed the wind and grabbed stones and threw them over. Some even splashed with high-pressure water guns. Old Zhao was furious and took a step and waved his fists: Little beasts, don’t leave!
His body was already weak, and he kept panting after chasing the group of children, and even a trace of blood foam came out of the corner of his mouth.
As he walked, he suddenly staggered and fell to the ground, twisted his ankle, and a wound broke out on his forehead, and bloodshot slowly oozed out.
Oh, it's a sin, beast... Old Zhao lay on the ground and moaned, his clothes were mostly wet, and there was still a lot of yellow mud, and none of the people passing by dared to help him.
Zhao, Teacher Zhao?
Tang Wu pushed the crowd away and exclaimed. She quickly threw down the food in her hand and squatted beside Lao Zhao, with a quick tone: Teacher Zhao, what's wrong with you? Oh, the forehead is bleeding. Can you stand up? I'll help you, come...
Tang Wu's kindness and enthusiasm made Lao Zhao's dark life look a bit brilliant. It turned out that it was not because his wife didn't open the door, but just went out to buy groceries.
When I thought of the experience of being bullied by everyone just now, Lao Zhao's voice trembled: Xiaowu Ah, thank you Ah, it's only you, alas...
Teacher Zhao, it’s okay, I’ll help you home.
Tang Wu did not dislike the dirty body at all, and carefully supported him, so Lao Zhao was able to limp into the elevator.
When he saw the number key pressing to the ninth floor, Lao Zhao remembered that there was a little demon at home and quickly waved his hand: No, I won’t go home, I won’t go back now.
Faced with Tang Wu's confusion, Lao Zhao made up a lie in a hurry: Alas... I am ashamed to say that, I had a conflict with the children again because they disliked me for being dirty, so I ran out by myself when I got angry.
Ah, how could this happen?Then... Teacher Zhao, why don’t you go back to my house first? I will help you bandage the wound quickly, otherwise you will get infected.
That's OK, thank you Ah Xiaowu.Old Zhao was filled with joy, and he was already thinking about it in his mind, and he had thought about it secretly.
When he left the elevator, Lao Zhao pretended to be unable to move. It was all Tang Wu who could only walk into the house. Then he sat on a stool and said he was afraid that his body would be dirty and damaged the sofa.
Tang Wu couldn't resist him, so she immediately found alcohol and cotton swabs, squatted on the ground to help Lao Zhao clean his wound, and finally put a band-aid on it, carefully reminding: It's OK, you can't touch the water these days.
Got it, know.
From Lao Zhao's perspective, he could easily see the graceful spring scenery in the neckline of the beautiful wife. The collarbone was slender and sexy, and the blue bra covered half of the breasts, making the crotch feel uncomfortable.
Teacher Zhao, are you still feeling uncomfortable?
Old Zhao quickly withdrew his gaze and said with a shameless face: Xiaowu, you have clothes worn by the elderly at home. I am so cold, my clothes are wet, cough cough...
Yes, my husband's clothes are quite suitable for you, so I'll give them to you now.
Tang Wu stopped, turned around and looked at Lao Zhao, and suddenly realized: By the way, Teacher Zhao, why don’t you go and take off your clothes first, and then I will wash it for you.
OK, OK, thank you really.Lao Zhao finally waited for her words, and felt relieved. Then he walked into the bathroom with a towel, stood there patiently, waiting for the movement outside.
After about ten minutes, Tang Wu, who had not heard the sound of water in the bathroom for a long time, knocked on the door outside: Teacher Zhao, are you inside?well enough?
Old Zhao unscrewed the door handle, his expression became haggard and lonely, his eyes were full of complexity, and he looked at Tang Wu helplessly.
His expression made Tang Wu feel pity and his tone was even softer: Teacher Zhao...What's wrong with you?
Alas... Old Zhao seemed embarrassed and slowly told the truth about the woven.
It turns out that since he got sick, his body was unable to move and his arms could not be twisted on a large scale. During the hospitalization, a nurse and a nurse wiped his body. However, after he was discharged from the hospital, his sons were unwilling to approach him, and his daughter-in-law and daughter were also watching indifferently, thinking of driving him out, so they had not taken a shower for many days.
After a calm and old explanation, Tang Wu felt very uncomfortable: Why, why do they do this? You are an elderly person and you are sick. As a child... shouldn't you take care of you more?
Lao Zhao sighed and shook his head: I don’t know, I heard it secretly once. They wanted to drive me out of the house and send me back to the hospital to fend for myself. Alas, I should have been rotten in my stomach for these ugly family matters, Xiao Wu is really sorry.
He walked out of the bathroom staggeredly, but Tang Wu grabbed him: Teacher Zhao, where are you going?
I?I'm back and I can't take a shower myself, so I won't cause trouble for you.
No trouble, I mean...
Tang Wu looked at him with her eyes very clear: If... Teacher Zhao, if you don't mind, let me help you wash it. I have also wiped the elderly in the nursing home, no problem.
Old Zhao almost burst into tears, his mouth trembled: Xiaowu, is that true? Are you really willing to help me, this bad old man?
Her tone was firm: Of course, I do.
The fish finally took the bait. At this moment, Lao Zhao could hardly suppress his excitement and walked into the bathroom happily.
Tang Wu helped him take off his clothes and pants, but Lao Zhao was still immersed in the unreal fantasy. He raised his feet in cooperation and took off his underwear.
Tang Wu's eyes kept glancing aside, not looking at Lao Zhao's penis. She put her cuffs on her arm, then turned on the shower, adjusted the water temperature, and skillfully helped Lao Zhao wipe his back with a towel.
There was only a rustling sound of water in the bathroom. In order to ease the atmosphere, she wiped it and said softly: I don’t know why, when I saw Teacher Zhao these days, I felt very friendly inside, which always reminded me of my father. However... He died in a drug rehabilitation center eight years ago due to overdose in drug use. Many of my memories of him are still in my childhood.
It was also at this time that Lao Zhao's restlessness had been calm for a long time and sighed: Your father, um... I think he is a good father, but it's a pity that he has been poisoned. Many things are really unpredictable in life.
Yes, now I occasionally dream, and I think of the scene where he picked me up and turned around.
I will also hold you and walk around the bed... Old Zhao Kuansheng comforted: It's great, at least you have a good memory.
Tang Wu always stood behind him. When she wiped her penis with her hands, it quickly became hard and swollen. Her originally skilled slender hands became panicked and only stayed on it for a while before leaving.
What surprised her even more was the two scrotums, which were extremely huge. The fingertips should be touched more carefully. After gently wiping for a while, then tap until they are focused on cleaning their legs.
Lao Zhao did not dare to act rashly at this time. He had to get the verbal promise from his wife first, so he said in a deep voice: Xiao Wu Ah, I may only have one or two months of life. In the next days, can I come to you... take a shower?
Fearing that Tang Wu didn't hear the request clearly, he continued to add: Can you help me take a shower?
Maybe it was Lao Zhao's short life span that evoked some sad memories of Tang Wu. She nodded without hesitation: It's totally OK, Teacher Zhao, my home is welcome at any time.
Xiaowu Ah, you are so nice. How great it would be if you were my daughter.
Old Zhao suddenly howled as he spoke. Tang Wu was moved by everything and her face slightly vortexed: Teacher Zhao, why don’t you treat me as your goddaughter? I will call you dad in the future, okay?
Good daughter, okay, good!Xiaowu, thank you, thank you.Lao Zhao was so happy that he could be a legitimate daughter in the future.
After taking a shower, Tang Wu helped him clean his body and then put on his clothes and pants.
But Lao Zhao's penis is still hard and the size is several centimeters longer than before. With two swollen scrotums, it makes it difficult to wear labeled underwear. Tang Wu blushed and tried several times, either the glans was exposed outside the underwear, or the underwear was supported by a small tent.
Old Zhao's body was slightly hunched, obviously a little uncomfortable. Tang Wu didn't dare to wear her underwear again when she saw this, and her face was slightly blushed, and she didn't know what to do.
Lao Zhao stood there with embarrassment: Xiaowu Ah, this is an old problem. I had a field disease before, and it would often get erections and it would take several hours to dissolve. Sometimes, I felt uncomfortable in pain, so I kept pouring cold water. Alas...
this……
Tang Wu's voice became smaller and smaller: Dad, have you not... tried to make it out by yourself?
Lao Zhao waved his hand quickly: No, I will never do these things in my life. Since my wife left me, I have been holding on. It’s okay, it’s okay.
But... if you have an erection for several hours, it means it is already very serious and long-term congestion will damage your body. Dad, why don’t we go to the hospital for a look?
Oh no, I'm fine.
All right.
Old Zhao had already stepped out of the door with half his foot, but saw that Tang Wu had no idea what to do. He lowered his head and silently packed the towel, and his heart became anxious. At this time, he ignored it.
Xiao Ah.
Dad, what's wrong?
Lao Zhao said with a shy face: Why don’t you help dad get it out?It's really uncomfortable there, I've been feeling bad for a long time.
What to do?
Tang Wu was startled by his words. When she confirmed that she was going to help Lao Zhao masturbate, the red cloud instantly spread to her cheeks and neck, and her eyes were full of struggle.
Old Zhao was even more ashamed and shook his head: It's okay, it's me that I'm too much.
She silently stared at Lao Zhao who was about to leave, then lowered her head in panic and nodded softly: Then I'll help you.
Really?
Um.
Tang Wu's surrender must be that the semen worked. Old Zhao was overjoyed and watched her take off her shorts, then turned her face to the side, held the glans with a slender finger, and gently stroked it.
Her gestures were awkward, and she obviously didn't do this thing often. Finally, she simply squatted down and held the hand of her penis to make it easier to stroke it.
Old Zhao quietly moved his position and pointed his glans at Tang Wu's lips. He wanted to repeat the previous trick he had dealt with Gong Wenyin.
When the moment before ejaculation came, he said with a tremolo: Xiaowu, Xiaowu Ah!
Tang Wu blushed and looked up: Dad, what's wrong?
But what came towards me was a stream of white semen that accurately shot into her mouth.
Well... When she realized what was going on, her lips, nose and cheeks were already covered in semen, and she couldn't even open her eyes.
Tang Wu closed her lips anxiously and wanted to wipe off the semen from the corner of her mouth with her hands. As a result, there was more and more semen on her face, so she wanted to cover her penis again, but she could not stop the semen that had overflowed from her fingers, slid from her cheeks to her jaw and dripped onto her collar.
Lao Zhao's mind went blank, causing his penis to fire freely, and soon immersed Tang Wu's cheeks in the fishy, translucent semen.
Ahem...
Her eyes became dazed, and she could no longer understand why Lao Zhao had so much semen. She used her last bit of strength to push Lao Zhao out of the bathroom and then closed the door.
After Lao Zhao woke up, he put on his pants and showed his successful face. He was not afraid of being too late. Tang Wu, who was once again infected with semen, probably won't last long.
He slowly swayed in the living room, and after waiting for about half an hour, Tang Wu walked out of the bathroom.
She looked very tired, and the semen on her face had disappeared and had returned to her white luster. Seeing Lao Zhao sitting quietly on the sofa with a nervous look on her face, she comforted her in a low voice: You don’t have to think too much, it’s normal.
Lao Zhao stood up and looked particularly embarrassed: Xiaowu, I really bothered you this time. Then, if nothing happens, I will go back first.
Well, Teacher Zhao, please walk slowly.
Tang Wu's name changes made Lao Zhao feel deeper, and she always feels that her defense towards her has become worse.
Lao Zhao knew that haste would not be able to achieve, so he was not in a hurry to force himself to the bow. He still looked kind and walked into the elevator slowly.
By the time he got home, it was already noon, and his daughter was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, and she was almost ready to prepare lunch.
Dad, you're back. You're hungry. I'll do it soon. Wait a minute~
OK.
Seeing that his daughter returned to normal, Lao Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. Everything was still within his control. Maybe he was thinking too much.
While eating, Zhao Qingyi answered a call and looked embarrassed. She looked up at the time, and then hung up after a dull nod.
Daughter, what's wrong?
My father, it was the counselor's phone call and asked me when I would go back to school. I said I had been delaying for a week and I would be gone if I didn't go to the credits.
Zhao Qingyi felt more and more aggrieved the more he spoke. He hugged Lao Zhao's arm: But I just want to be with my father, and I don't want to go anywhere.
School, school... Old Zhao's thoughts drifted to the distance. He forgot that there was a little girl who was so simple that she was ignorant of the world.
Dad, are you listening?
Lao Zhao came to his senses, his eyes full of lust: Yes, yes, you should go back, you should go back.
I don't want it!Zhao Qingyi shook her head with her lips pursed.
What's wrong? You don't listen to me again?
Lao Zhao's tone became serious and he eased a little bit: You have a task when you go back this time.
What task?
After listening to his plan quietly, Zhao Qingyi looked even more unhappy and finally nodded: Dad, as long as I finish it, I will come back, right?
Of course, I don't want you to leave me.Lao Zhao grabbed and squeezed her smooth chest.
Zhao Qingyi continued to make the conditions: I will share half of that jar of honey.
It's done, but you can't just take it alone, do you understand!
Alas I know~
At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, after Zhao Jingcheng sent Gong Wenyin home, he did not stop for a moment. After explaining a few words to Lao Zhao, he helped Zhao Qingyi leave the house with his suitcase.
Old Zhao stood at the door a little haggardly. Although he was sleepy, his lust had not diminished at all. Because there was no one else at home, he could finally enjoy Gong Wenyin's big breasts.
Gong Wenyin looked at Lao Zhao with a complicated look, and she silently lowered her head while eating.
When she entered the kitchen to wash dishes, Lao Zhao's eyes remained on her back. It was getting colder in autumn. Gong Wenyin was wearing a dark gray long skirt and a thin coat, but it could not cover her plump buttocks at all. The attractive curve of her waist and hips extended to her calf, and the black translucent pantyhose made the skin on her legs even more faint.
The eldest daughter-in-law's character is kind and gentle, which is what Lao Zhao admired her at the time. Now under the semen attack, she is ashamed as a lamb to be slaughtered, and she can hardly escape from Lao Zhao's magic hand.
When Gong Wenyin finished breastfeeding the child and walked out of the room, Lao Zhao stood aside and showed a kind smile: Have you finished feeding the child?
She did not look at Lao Zhao, but whispered: Dad, is there anything wrong?
Come and help me take a shower, I've been itchy lately.
I'm not convenient...
OK, hurry up.
Lao Zhao didn't care whether she agreed or not, and walked straight into the bathroom of the room, took off all her clothes quickly, found a stool to sit down.
He waited for a long time before Gong Wenyin walked in slowly, his eyes very complicated.After closing the door, she squatted on the ground, picked up a shower and a towel to help Lao Zhao wipe his back.
Lao Zhao's penis was already hard and he was patiently enjoying the wiping of his eldest daughter-in-law.
But she didn't touch her penis from beginning to end. Old Zhao, who was impatient, grabbed her buttocks and hugged her whole body in her arms.
Dad, don't...
Gong Wenyin's lips were rude and blocked, and she became panicked and struggled with her hands.
Old Zhao smiled grimly, pried open her white teeth with force, and reached her big tongue directly in, playing a chase with the wet and slippery tip of her tongue inside. The body fluid became broken and a faint fragrance came to her face.
Um... don't... dad...
The more she struggled, the less clothes she had on her body. Old Zhao pulled off her shoulder strap with his rough hand, and the heavy jade breasts suddenly popped out. The breasts were so round and full, and even during the breastfeeding period, they did not sag at all. The nipples that had just been fed were red and light white milk had already overflowed.
What to move, be quiet!Old Zhao's sudden roar made Gong Wenyin stunned.
He opened his five fingers wide, grabbed and rubbed his daughter-in-law's breasts roughly, and his nipples squeezed their fingers and spilled more light white milk.
The other hand was not idle either. He crawled into the bottom of the skirt. No matter how his daughter-in-law's legs closed, he directly reached into the black silk pantyhose at the soft waist. His fingers flexibly explored the lace panties, passing through the soft pubic hair, pressing them accurately on the sensitive clitoris.
Woo...
This suddenly stimulated Gong Wenyin's sensitive area. Her resistance suddenly became weaker, and her legs were still together, allowing her father-in-law's fingertips to rub and ravage between the clitoris and labia. Lao Zhao even slid his fingers into his wet pussy, tucking the tender flesh on his vagina, bringing out a trace of crystal love juice.
After Lao Zhao split her lips, he smiled lewdly: You slutty, you are struggling with strength. Don’t you just want me to mess with you?
I don't have it, please let me go and let me go!
Move around again!Old Zhao slapped her with a backhand, and Gong Wenyin immediately burst into tears with grievance.
He sneered, leaned over and began to suck his daughter-in-law's breasts, pinching his nipples with his fingers even harder, and the milk splashed out was filled with milky fragrance. His dry lips sucked his nipples like a baby, and his teeth occasionally chewed, and his mouth was filled with milky white milk.
As Lao Zhao put his hands on his hands, his daughter-in-law's breasts and vagina were at the same time. She was forced to arch her waist straight, and the hand that patted him on the shoulder became weaker and weaker. Her cheeks were as red as if she had drunk wine. She covered her lips tightly and did not dare to make a sound, and she twisted her buttocks restlessly.
Lao Zhao's throat was extremely dry. He stood up panting, let Gong Wenyin bend forward, then lifted his skirt, pulled off his black silk pantyhose from his waist, revealing his wet pussy, and grabbed his penis and poked it in.
But the awakened eldest daughter-in-law pushed him away, picked up the black silk pantyhose on her knees, and ran away from the bathroom in panic.
Lao Zhao couldn't let her run away again. When the bedroom door was about to close, he hurriedly knocked open with his shoulder.
Gong Wenyin tripped to the ground when she turned around, supported her body with her hands and stepped back, looking panicked: Dad, don't, please...
You pretend, you pretend again!
Lao Zhao grabbed her black silk jade feet and pulled them over hard, then spread her legs apart, and pulled the black silk pantyhose with his fingers, allowing the glans to smoothly squeeze out the two pink petals of moisten the labia.
Gong Wenyin pushed her hands hard, lowering her voice and thirsty: Dad, don't want it anymore, please, the child is still sleeping...
Then just whisper in a low voice?
After Old Zhao finished speaking, his glans passed through the wet and wriggling tender flesh, and his entire penis was inserted into his pussy with a pussy, revealing a comfortable expression.
Wow
At this point, tears flowed from Gong Wenyin's eyes, and the two of them had firmly fitted together and they could no longer distinguish each other.
Old Zhao showed a successful expression, slowly pulled out his glans a little, and then pounded it into the depths of his pussy again. His penis and the wet vagina were firmly fitted, and his thrust back and forth was very stagnant.
Don't... wuwu...
Gong Wenyin covered her cheeks and stopped resisting.
Old Zhao smiled grimly and lowered his head to admire the position of their sexual intercourse. When the glans left his vagina again, the labia had already opened out, and the pleats on the vagina were clearly visible, and were covered with crystal liquid.
The two pink labia were scratched by the glans, and the wall flesh was spread a little bit, and the entire penis was penetrated. Soon, a thud, Gong Wenyin moaned slightly, and his face turned aside and did not dare to look at his father-in-law again.
Old Zhao took a few breaths, then grabbed two sexy black stockings legs, which felt so tender and smooth, and then his waist suddenly hit forward, and the sound of hissing thrusting spread throughout the room.
Good daughter-in-law, ha, is it so comfortable?
Woo... Gong Wenyin ignored him.
The jade buttocks covered by black stockings were blurry and seductive, the pubic bones and buttocks collided with crisp sounds, and a rippling ripples appeared on the buttocks.
Old Zhao took away the hand that covered her cheek: Wen Yin, don’t block your face, see clearly, it’s just me fucking you!
Gong Wenyin pursed her lips, her slightly red eyes were a little wet, as if she was angry and resentful, allowing her father-in-law to be careless.
Her beautiful legs in stockings were placed on Lao Zhao's shoulders, and the silky silk stockings were smooth as silky satin and shook Lao Zhao's cheeks, making a slight rustling sound.
The tender feet swayed in the air, and the plump buttocks were hit and rippled. The pink labia were baptized by the storm, and the two men's intercourse became wet and sticky, and honey dripped all over the ground.
In terms of skills, Lao Zhao's sex methods are monotonous and boring, and they will always be pressed on it, or an old man will push a cart. However, it may be the catalysis of semen poison. Gong Wenyin's eyes were a little confused, and she whispered softly from her jade nose, but she tried hard to restrain herself, for fear that it would wake up the baby.
Her dress was pulled off from her shoulders, and her bra was taken off. The two cherries on her chest were shaking and milk splashed everywhere. After Lao Zhao's palm climbed onto her breasts, his five fingers closed and continued to press the full breasts, pinched the nipples and pulled them out gently. The milk continued to seep out from her nipples, soaking the smooth and tender skin.
Ah……
Gong Wenyin's hair became messy, covering her cheeks a little. She closed her eyes tightly, with a little shy feeling on her cheeks, her red lips slightly opened, and her hands pressed against the ground with her father-in-law's rough impact, and her soft waist was already trembling slightly.
From the jade neck to the soft breasts, to the soft waist, the daughter-in-law's skin was filled with sweat and became more beautiful and gentle. Seeing this, Lao Zhao bent down and wanted to kiss Gong Wenyin's lips.
However, she turned her face and refused to kiss Lao Zhao. Seeing this, Lao Zhao was a little angry, and increased the thrusting force, even patted her hips hard, panting and saying: What's wrong, I'm still pretending to be fucking you to death!
Slow down…Ah…
As Gong Wenyin's vagina continued to hit, her vagina began to contract violently, clamping her penis tightly and unable to move. Her jade feet wrapped in stockings also stretched straight, and her black silk buttocks were lifted up with force, shaking regularly.
Lao Zhao took a breath, feeling that his penis was whispered by his wet little mouth, his vagina trembling and closing. The grainy vaginal wall rubbed back and forth against the penis, and more love fluid oozed out, making the glans become hot and slippery.
Old Zhao was so happy that he couldn't help but hum. As expected, his eldest daughter-in-law was still as tender as water.
After a moment, Gong Wenyin's moan was tender and seductive. Her face was as bright as peach blossoms, and her beautiful eyes were as silk. She couldn't help but open her lips to breathe. After Lao Zhao caught the opportunity, his big tongue took the opportunity to suck in her mouth.
Gong Wenyin could only be reached by him, and her fragrant tongue was also entangled. The two of them kissed deeply. After their full breasts were squeezed, more milk splashed out. Lao Zhao grabbed the plump breast with his other hand, feeling its tenderness and luster, and the breast flesh appeared and disappeared from the fingers.
Silly
As the penis thrust, the labia were rosy and full, and more clear love juice was seeping out of the red and pink flower hole, gurgling along the pubic hill. The two men's genitals were very wet and muddy.
Daughter-in-law, are you comfortable? Do you want to be fucked by me?
Gong Wenyin kept shaking her head, her face flushed and charming, her delicate body was spasming regularly, her big breasts trembled slightly, and her fair body was tightly pressed against Lao Zhao's chest, and one white and one black produced a strong picture impact.
At this moment, a trace of movement came from the living room, and the two of them immediately stopped. Gong Wenyin was so scared that she was pale: He, he is back...
Old Zhao was secretly annoyed, pulled out his wet penis from his pussy, hurriedly put on his pants, and then lay down to the edge of the bed. After Gong Wenyin flattened her wrinkled skirt, she turned off the lights in the bedroom in a hurry.
Zhao Jingcheng turned the door open and stumbled on the bed, not even changing his shoes, and his body smelled of alcohol.
Have you drunk again?
Um……
Gong Wenyin stood by the side of the bed nervously, looked back at the edge of the bed, and said carefully: Why don’t you go and take a shower.
Well... Zhao Jingcheng hummed a few words and quickly snored and fell asleep.
Husband, husband?
Gong Wenyin sat next to her, but did not notice that Lao Zhao had crawled at her feet, grabbed the tender black silk fragrant feet and put them to her mouth to lick them.
She was startled and wanted to retract her jade feet, but Lao Zhao was held in her hand and could not break free.
She shook her head and begged, hoping that Lao Zhao would be more rational, but Lao Zhao, who was trapped in desire, became particularly brave. She stroked her feet with her palms, felt the smooth and beautiful skin of the soles of her feet through the stockings, then went up little by little, and finally reached into her skirt.
Wife, today... I looked at the nearby nursing home... It's okay, then... our dad will be sent in... Zhao Jingcheng was drunk and said vaguely, not seeing any abnormality about his wife.
Gong Wenyin covered her hands in her skirt, her face turned even more blushing, and she restrained her voice: Well...I think, um, yes.
Unexpectedly, their conversation angered Lao Zhao. He pulled it hard, causing Gong Wenyin's lower body to kneel directly on the ground, his hand roughly reached into the crotch of the stockings, and his middle finger slid into the wet and tender pussy.
Um...
After the sensitive honey hole was invaded, Gong Wenyin covered her lips tightly and tried to close her legs.
Zhao Jingcheng's voice continued to come, intermittently: But, my dad, will you agree?
Yes...he...he will understand.
At this time, Lao Zhao's hand had already reached into the collar from the inside of her shoulders, grabbed her plump breasts and rubbed them back and forth. Her nipples stood tall and tall, and the breasts were squeezing out milk and slid down to her waist drop by drop.
Gong Wenyin sang softly again, and Zhao Jingcheng finally heard it, but he didn't care while drunk, and continued to talk about the family: Our dad is getting more and more... too much. Ouyang told me that there is an incest relationship between him and Qingyi, how can I do this?
Her beautiful legs in stockings were soaked a lot by milk, making the stockings on her skin more hazy and slippery. The milk finally flowed into the crotch of the stockings and penetrated into the mysterious flower hole.
Gong Wenyin covered her lips tightly, watching her chest bulge under her clothes swelling and changing in various shapes, and she angrily said: Ouyang...Well...She was talking nonsense...Don't believe her.
Zhao Jingcheng had closed his eyes: Wife, I feel dizzy, have a headache, and my stomach is very uncomfortable.
Then I, I will help you rub your stomach.
Gong Wenyin thought this would make Lao Zhao feel afraid, but Lao Zhao directly asked her to kneel on the bed, spread her black stockings and pull her underwear aside, revealing her two slightly delicate red labia.
Gong Wenyin bit Fang's lips tightly, and his hands pressed on Zhao Jingcheng's belly were very nervous. At this time, Lao Zhao had already stretched out his tongue to lick his labia, and he also held the blooming clitoris with milk and vaginal fluid on it.
This stimulation made her almost no strength to care about her husband.
Wife, wife, what's wrong... are you uncomfortable... Zhao Jingcheng seemed weak.
No, no.
Gong Wenyin shook her head quickly, kicking her beautiful black stockings and feet, but Lao Zhao hugged her soft waist and raised her jade buttocks high, revealing the rosy gully stream.
He thrust his waist forward, and his cock squeezed open his narrow pussy, and his glans passed through the winding and winding skin walls, poking the deep part of the flower hole.
Woo... She quickly covered her lips. Fortunately, Zhao Jingcheng was in a confused state and did not notice any strangeness.
Lao Zhao no longer cared about it. He stroked his very elastic buttocks, and every pubic impact was very hard, making a crisp sound of slap.
Gong Wenyin was too scared, causing the tender flesh of the vagina to twitch and suck it like life.
Since Lao Zhao's invasion could not be stopped, she could only hide her ears and play music from her phone to cover up the sound of the two having sex.
It is precisely because of the music that her delicate buttocks are constantly thrusting, her beautiful legs in stockings are constantly shaking, and her moans seem restrained and low, intermittent.
Old Zhao pinched her left and right nipples hard, and his swaying breasts were very close to Zhao Jingcheng's face. If it weren't for the dress blocking him, milk would even splash on his face.
The sad daughter-in-law begged softly: Can you go to the side? Please...
Old Zhao actually didn't dare to do anything randomly, so he lie flat on the ground, letting her glans touch the sensitive flower lips, and scraping the pink mound back and forth.
Come in quickly... Now it was Gong Wenyin's turn to take the initiative. She probably had enough of the fear and was just thinking about ending soon.
Little slut, then I'm in.
Lao Zhao pushed his waist forward, and his glans was instantly wrapped by the flesh on the wall of the vagina. The soft and tender flesh in the vagina was so tight. The two wet labia were pressed against Lao Zhao's moan, and the sexual organs were once again integrated.
Gong Wenyin whined, hugging his neck, sweat beads gushing on his face, his delicate body trembled regularly, and a pair of beautiful stockings and legs wrapped around his father-in-law's waist and back, making the two of their sexual organs tighter, and their slightly blooming lips sucking their penis back and forth.
Old Zhao blushed and felt his penis rushing through the spiral squirming duct. The glans and the uterus were sucking together. The stimulation made him almost have the desire to ejaculate.
He sat up and hugged Gong Wenyin in his arms. The stockings were tightly attached to the whitening skin on his buttocks, which felt soft and smooth. Then he let his plump and deep jade buttocks sit down, quickly swallowing his penis, and a crisp sound of body impact came.
Woo woo...
Isn’t it exciting to have sex next to your husband?Old Zhao smiled grimly, full of pride.
Gong Wenyin's cheeks were as bright as peach blossoms at this time, her jade nose was moaning and panting, and her lips were soft and rosy. She gave Lao Zhao a lingering kiss, rubbing and squirting her smooth tongue.
Her soft breasts were squeezed into a flat shape, and more milk flowed out, and they fell down her white breasts, mixed with love juice.
Give me... Give me...
Her beautiful legs in stockings were tightly wrapped around Lao Zhao, her buttocks were swaying back and forth, and her red and honey flesh trembled, tightly clasped Lao Zhao's penis, causing a stronger stimulation.
Old Zhao held it in a long time. Under the continuous teasing of his eldest daughter-in-law, his mind buzzed and pulled his penis out of his vagina. At this time, the slightly blooming labia could no longer be closed. He turned out slightly, forming a slightly opened hole in the middle, and the pink and tender stream became wet, and the granulation was clearly visible.
Cum to me, in my mouth, I want to...
Gong Wenyin immediately crawled in front of him, opened her lips and took her cock in her mouth, swallowing all the semen. Because the amount of semen was very large, a lot of them overflowed from her mouth and dripped on the floor.
Old Zhao pressed her head tightly, letting the glans go deep into the throat. The strong pleasure of ejaculation made him feel as if he was floating in the air.
After ejaculation, Gong Wenyin's tongue reluctantly left her penis, then lay on the ground, licking the semen on the floor like a bitch. Her jade buttocks were raised high, revealing the powdery flesh of the pubic mound, and a large amount of love juice mixed with milk seeped into the white jade carved skin in the stockings.
But Lao Zhao was no longer in the mood to appreciate the spring light. It was surrounded by darkness, and his energy seemed to be pulled out of his body. His vision in front of him was dark, his center of gravity was unstable, and he pressed on his daughter-in-law and fainted.
Well... Zhao Qingyi stood up reluctantly, and semen dripped between her legs.
The two of them worked for an hour and wiped every part of Ouyang Zhen's skin. After Lao Zhao repeatedly confirmed that the semen in her vagina had been emptied, he helped her put on her underwear.
Because the original stockings were torn, he asked his daughter to find another pair of the same stockings and tried to restore them to their original state.
When Ouyang Zhen lay back in his bedroom, Lao Zhao was so tired that he was breathing.
Everything seemed to be seamless and nothing happened. However, Ouyang Zhen's kiss marks on his neck and chest were difficult to eliminate in a short period of time. Perhaps when she woke up the next day, she would infer the witty and intelligent body pain from the lower body and learn the truth.
Thinking of this, Lao Zhao became worried. Will she call the police directly if she is excited?
Dad, Sister Ouyang may be suspicious, but she will not call the police.
What to say?
Because she has no evidence, she may even suspect that it was made by her second brother. Besides...will the women who eat their father's semen surrender in the end, wouldn't they surrender?
Zhao Qingyi's soft comfort could not eliminate his concerns, and he could only take one step at a time.
My daughter went to the kitchen to make some food. After Lao Zhao swallowed it all, he dragged his tired body back to the room and fell asleep quickly.
He glanced at the corner of his eyes and found that the fifth full moon had appeared in the sky, and each moon seemed to be covered with a layer of light red mist, the color was dark and particularly strange.
Old Zhao vaguely felt a breath of death. At first he was a little worried, but later his mentality relaxed. Anyway, he had to have more women before he died, and he would not care about the huge waves after he died.
……
The next morning, when the sun was just rising, Lao Zhao was suddenly awakened by the clanging sound outside the door. He carefully pressed against the door panel and listened to the movement outside, as if Ouyang Zhen and Zhao Jingxin were quarreling.
What the hell are you crazy? You packed your clothes early in the morning and didn't say anything. I haven't talked about you yet. Why are you smelling smelly and you have drunk so much wine? Hey, hey!
Ouyang Zhen ignored Zhao Jingxin's complaints, dragged his suitcase to the living room, opened the door and left with a slam.
What's the matter... Zhao Jingxin muttered to his room and closed the door again.
Lao Zhao felt very calm inside, and thank God, the thing he was most worried about didn't happen.
After Zhao Jingxin and Zhao Jingcheng went out, he walked out slowly. His daughter seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time. She deliberately wore a thin nightgown, and the two buds on her chest were clearly protruding, rubbing Lao Zhao's arms hard, and her face was pleasing: Dad, Qingyi has been waiting for you for a long time.
Lao Zhao found that her daughter's mental outlook became different. She seemed to be more obsessed with herself. Her tender eyes were full of strong love, which had transcended the category of family affection between father and daughter, and the fragrance of the body was even full of charming spring.
Daughter Ah, why don’t we take it slow first? It’s still in the morning.
Dad, I want it, just want it~ Her hands rubbed against Lao Zhao's crotch, and her penis quickly became erect under external stimulation.
Old Zhao quickly grabbed her pants and prevented her from pulling it off, and his tone seemed irritable and worried: Oh, daughter, you have to control yourself, and you have agreed to be once a day!
Dad, just once, just once... Zhao Qingyi was full of begging. Her strength suddenly increased. She pushed Lao Zhao directly onto the sofa, knelt down and quickly pulled off her pants, bowed her head and took her penis in her mouth.
The numb and current on the glans made Lao Zhao sigh, feeling that he was the one who was forced. If he didn't feed his daughter this time, he wouldn't be able to escape.
After a while, the huge and swollen scrotum contracted vigorously, and strands of white semen shot out from the glans. Zhao Qingyi swallowed it into her stomach with satisfaction, and then she fell to the ground with her eyes closed and her eyes were curled up and trembling, and her face was abnormally flushed.
Lao Zhao's legs were a little trembling when he stood up, and he felt that his daughter was getting more and more abnormal, so he found a reason to go out, otherwise he would be squeezed dry sooner or later. The semen storage has other effects.
When he entered the elevator, he had already pressed the first floor, but after hesitating for a while, he chose the sixth floor.
After walking out of the elevator, Lao Zhao rang the doorbell of Tang Wu's house several times and knocked on the door several times, but there was no response inside. This made him feel very uncomfortable. The beautiful wife was too cautious and she had no chance to take advantage of it.
So, Lao Zhao was wandering around the community with depression, but unexpectedly, every man passing by frowned and looked at him, either covering his nose or bypassing him from afar.
Even the boys chasing and fighting in the community stared at Lao Zhao with hostile eyes. One of the fat men grabbed the gravel and threw it over, which scared Lao Zhao.
Although Lao Zhao was a decent person, he was once a tyrannical master, so he was so angry that he shouted: What are you doing!Bullying an old man, Ah?Where are your parents!
Unexpectedly, the other boys followed the wind and grabbed stones and threw them over. Some even splashed with high-pressure water guns. Old Zhao was furious and took a step and waved his fists: Little beasts, don’t leave!
His body was already weak, and he kept panting after chasing the group of children, and even a trace of blood foam came out of the corner of his mouth.
As he walked, he suddenly staggered and fell to the ground, twisted his ankle, and a wound broke out on his forehead, and bloodshot slowly oozed out.
Oh, it's a sin, beast... Old Zhao lay on the ground and moaned, his clothes were mostly wet, and there was still a lot of yellow mud, and none of the people passing by dared to help him.
Zhao, Teacher Zhao?
Tang Wu pushed the crowd away and exclaimed. She quickly threw down the food in her hand and squatted beside Lao Zhao, with a quick tone: Teacher Zhao, what's wrong with you? Oh, the forehead is bleeding. Can you stand up? I'll help you, come...
Tang Wu's kindness and enthusiasm made Lao Zhao's dark life look a bit brilliant. It turned out that it was not because his wife didn't open the door, but just went out to buy groceries.
When I thought of the experience of being bullied by everyone just now, Lao Zhao's voice trembled: Xiaowu Ah, thank you Ah, it's only you, alas...
Teacher Zhao, it’s okay, I’ll help you home.
Tang Wu did not dislike the dirty body at all, and carefully supported him, so Lao Zhao was able to limp into the elevator.
When he saw the number key pressing to the ninth floor, Lao Zhao remembered that there was a little demon at home and quickly waved his hand: No, I won’t go home, I won’t go back now.
Faced with Tang Wu's confusion, Lao Zhao made up a lie in a hurry: Alas... I am ashamed to say that, I had a conflict with the children again because they disliked me for being dirty, so I ran out by myself when I got angry.
Ah, how could this happen?Then... Teacher Zhao, why don’t you go back to my house first? I will help you bandage the wound quickly, otherwise you will get infected.
That's OK, thank you Ah Xiaowu.Old Zhao was filled with joy, and he was already thinking about it in his mind, and he had thought about it secretly.
When he left the elevator, Lao Zhao pretended to be unable to move. It was all Tang Wu who could only walk into the house. Then he sat on a stool and said he was afraid that his body would be dirty and damaged the sofa.
Tang Wu couldn't resist him, so she immediately found alcohol and cotton swabs, squatted on the ground to help Lao Zhao clean his wound, and finally put a band-aid on it, carefully reminding: It's OK, you can't touch the water these days.
Got it, know.
From Lao Zhao's perspective, he could easily see the graceful spring scenery in the neckline of the beautiful wife. The collarbone was slender and sexy, and the blue bra covered half of the breasts, making the crotch feel uncomfortable.
Teacher Zhao, are you still feeling uncomfortable?
Old Zhao quickly withdrew his gaze and said with a shameless face: Xiaowu, you have clothes worn by the elderly at home. I am so cold, my clothes are wet, cough cough...
Yes, my husband's clothes are quite suitable for you, so I'll give them to you now.
Tang Wu stopped, turned around and looked at Lao Zhao, and suddenly realized: By the way, Teacher Zhao, why don’t you go and take off your clothes first, and then I will wash it for you.
OK, OK, thank you really.Lao Zhao finally waited for her words, and felt relieved. Then he walked into the bathroom with a towel, stood there patiently, waiting for the movement outside.
After about ten minutes, Tang Wu, who had not heard the sound of water in the bathroom for a long time, knocked on the door outside: Teacher Zhao, are you inside?well enough?
Old Zhao unscrewed the door handle, his expression became haggard and lonely, his eyes were full of complexity, and he looked at Tang Wu helplessly.
His expression made Tang Wu feel pity and his tone was even softer: Teacher Zhao...What's wrong with you?
Alas... Old Zhao seemed embarrassed and slowly told the truth about the woven.
It turns out that since he got sick, his body was unable to move and his arms could not be twisted on a large scale. During the hospitalization, a nurse and a nurse wiped his body. However, after he was discharged from the hospital, his sons were unwilling to approach him, and his daughter-in-law and daughter were also watching indifferently, thinking of driving him out, so they had not taken a shower for many days.
After a calm and old explanation, Tang Wu felt very uncomfortable: Why, why do they do this? You are an elderly person and you are sick. As a child... shouldn't you take care of you more?
Lao Zhao sighed and shook his head: I don’t know, I heard it secretly once. They wanted to drive me out of the house and send me back to the hospital to fend for myself. Alas, I should have been rotten in my stomach for these ugly family matters, Xiao Wu is really sorry.
He walked out of the bathroom staggeredly, but Tang Wu grabbed him: Teacher Zhao, where are you going?
I?I'm back and I can't take a shower myself, so I won't cause trouble for you.
No trouble, I mean...
Tang Wu looked at him with her eyes very clear: If... Teacher Zhao, if you don't mind, let me help you wash it. I have also wiped the elderly in the nursing home, no problem.
Old Zhao almost burst into tears, his mouth trembled: Xiaowu, is that true? Are you really willing to help me, this bad old man?
Her tone was firm: Of course, I do.
The fish finally took the bait. At this moment, Lao Zhao could hardly suppress his excitement and walked into the bathroom happily.
Tang Wu helped him take off his clothes and pants, but Lao Zhao was still immersed in the unreal fantasy. He raised his feet in cooperation and took off his underwear.
Tang Wu's eyes kept glancing aside, not looking at Lao Zhao's penis. She put her cuffs on her arm, then turned on the shower, adjusted the water temperature, and skillfully helped Lao Zhao wipe his back with a towel.
There was only a rustling sound of water in the bathroom. In order to ease the atmosphere, she wiped it and said softly: I don’t know why, when I saw Teacher Zhao these days, I felt very friendly inside, which always reminded me of my father. However... He died in a drug rehabilitation center eight years ago due to overdose in drug use. Many of my memories of him are still in my childhood.
It was also at this time that Lao Zhao's restlessness had been calm for a long time and sighed: Your father, um... I think he is a good father, but it's a pity that he has been poisoned. Many things are really unpredictable in life.
Yes, now I occasionally dream, and I think of the scene where he picked me up and turned around.
I will also hold you and walk around the bed... Old Zhao Kuansheng comforted: It's great, at least you have a good memory.
Tang Wu always stood behind him. When she wiped her penis with her hands, it quickly became hard and swollen. Her originally skilled slender hands became panicked and only stayed on it for a while before leaving.
What surprised her even more was the two scrotums, which were extremely huge. The fingertips should be touched more carefully. After gently wiping for a while, then tap until they are focused on cleaning their legs.
Lao Zhao did not dare to act rashly at this time. He had to get the verbal promise from his wife first, so he said in a deep voice: Xiao Wu Ah, I may only have one or two months of life. In the next days, can I come to you... take a shower?
Fearing that Tang Wu didn't hear the request clearly, he continued to add: Can you help me take a shower?
Maybe it was Lao Zhao's short life span that evoked some sad memories of Tang Wu. She nodded without hesitation: It's totally OK, Teacher Zhao, my home is welcome at any time.
Xiaowu Ah, you are so nice. How great it would be if you were my daughter.
Old Zhao suddenly howled as he spoke. Tang Wu was moved by everything and her face slightly vortexed: Teacher Zhao, why don’t you treat me as your goddaughter? I will call you dad in the future, okay?
Good daughter, okay, good!Xiaowu, thank you, thank you.Lao Zhao was so happy that he could be a legitimate daughter in the future.
After taking a shower, Tang Wu helped him clean his body and then put on his clothes and pants.
But Lao Zhao's penis is still hard and the size is several centimeters longer than before. With two swollen scrotums, it makes it difficult to wear labeled underwear. Tang Wu blushed and tried several times, either the glans was exposed outside the underwear, or the underwear was supported by a small tent.
Old Zhao's body was slightly hunched, obviously a little uncomfortable. Tang Wu didn't dare to wear her underwear again when she saw this, and her face was slightly blushed, and she didn't know what to do.
Lao Zhao stood there with embarrassment: Xiaowu Ah, this is an old problem. I had a field disease before, and it would often get erections and it would take several hours to dissolve. Sometimes, I felt uncomfortable in pain, so I kept pouring cold water. Alas...
this……
Tang Wu's voice became smaller and smaller: Dad, have you not... tried to make it out by yourself?
Lao Zhao waved his hand quickly: No, I will never do these things in my life. Since my wife left me, I have been holding on. It’s okay, it’s okay.
But... if you have an erection for several hours, it means it is already very serious and long-term congestion will damage your body. Dad, why don’t we go to the hospital for a look?
Oh no, I'm fine.
All right.
Old Zhao had already stepped out of the door with half his foot, but saw that Tang Wu had no idea what to do. He lowered his head and silently packed the towel, and his heart became anxious. At this time, he ignored it.
Xiao Ah.
Dad, what's wrong?
Lao Zhao said with a shy face: Why don’t you help dad get it out?It's really uncomfortable there, I've been feeling bad for a long time.
What to do?
Tang Wu was startled by his words. When she confirmed that she was going to help Lao Zhao masturbate, the red cloud instantly spread to her cheeks and neck, and her eyes were full of struggle.
Old Zhao was even more ashamed and shook his head: It's okay, it's me that I'm too much.
She silently stared at Lao Zhao who was about to leave, then lowered her head in panic and nodded softly: Then I'll help you.
Really?
Um.
Tang Wu's surrender must be that the semen worked. Old Zhao was overjoyed and watched her take off her shorts, then turned her face to the side, held the glans with a slender finger, and gently stroked it.
Her gestures were awkward, and she obviously didn't do this thing often. Finally, she simply squatted down and held the hand of her penis to make it easier to stroke it.
Old Zhao quietly moved his position and pointed his glans at Tang Wu's lips. He wanted to repeat the previous trick he had dealt with Gong Wenyin.
When the moment before ejaculation came, he said with a tremolo: Xiaowu, Xiaowu Ah!
Tang Wu blushed and looked up: Dad, what's wrong?
But what came towards me was a stream of white semen that accurately shot into her mouth.
Well... When she realized what was going on, her lips, nose and cheeks were already covered in semen, and she couldn't even open her eyes.
Tang Wu closed her lips anxiously and wanted to wipe off the semen from the corner of her mouth with her hands. As a result, there was more and more semen on her face, so she wanted to cover her penis again, but she could not stop the semen that had overflowed from her fingers, slid from her cheeks to her jaw and dripped onto her collar.
Lao Zhao's mind went blank, causing his penis to fire freely, and soon immersed Tang Wu's cheeks in the fishy, translucent semen.
Ahem...
Her eyes became dazed, and she could no longer understand why Lao Zhao had so much semen. She used her last bit of strength to push Lao Zhao out of the bathroom and then closed the door.
After Lao Zhao woke up, he put on his pants and showed his successful face. He was not afraid of being too late. Tang Wu, who was once again infected with semen, probably won't last long.
He slowly swayed in the living room, and after waiting for about half an hour, Tang Wu walked out of the bathroom.
She looked very tired, and the semen on her face had disappeared and had returned to her white luster. Seeing Lao Zhao sitting quietly on the sofa with a nervous look on her face, she comforted her in a low voice: You don’t have to think too much, it’s normal.
Lao Zhao stood up and looked particularly embarrassed: Xiaowu, I really bothered you this time. Then, if nothing happens, I will go back first.
Well, Teacher Zhao, please walk slowly.
Tang Wu's name changes made Lao Zhao feel deeper, and she always feels that her defense towards her has become worse.
Lao Zhao knew that haste would not be able to achieve, so he was not in a hurry to force himself to the bow. He still looked kind and walked into the elevator slowly.
By the time he got home, it was already noon, and his daughter was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, and she was almost ready to prepare lunch.
Dad, you're back. You're hungry. I'll do it soon. Wait a minute~
OK.
Seeing that his daughter returned to normal, Lao Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. Everything was still within his control. Maybe he was thinking too much.
While eating, Zhao Qingyi answered a call and looked embarrassed. She looked up at the time, and then hung up after a dull nod.
Daughter, what's wrong?
My father, it was the counselor's phone call and asked me when I would go back to school. I said I had been delaying for a week and I would be gone if I didn't go to the credits.
Zhao Qingyi felt more and more aggrieved the more he spoke. He hugged Lao Zhao's arm: But I just want to be with my father, and I don't want to go anywhere.
School, school... Old Zhao's thoughts drifted to the distance. He forgot that there was a little girl who was so simple that she was ignorant of the world.
Dad, are you listening?
Lao Zhao came to his senses, his eyes full of lust: Yes, yes, you should go back, you should go back.
I don't want it!Zhao Qingyi shook her head with her lips pursed.
What's wrong? You don't listen to me again?
Lao Zhao's tone became serious and he eased a little bit: You have a task when you go back this time.
What task?
After listening to his plan quietly, Zhao Qingyi looked even more unhappy and finally nodded: Dad, as long as I finish it, I will come back, right?
Of course, I don't want you to leave me.Lao Zhao grabbed and squeezed her smooth chest.
Zhao Qingyi continued to make the conditions: I will share half of that jar of honey.
It's done, but you can't just take it alone, do you understand!
Alas I know~
At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, after Zhao Jingcheng sent Gong Wenyin home, he did not stop for a moment. After explaining a few words to Lao Zhao, he helped Zhao Qingyi leave the house with his suitcase.
Old Zhao stood at the door a little haggardly. Although he was sleepy, his lust had not diminished at all. Because there was no one else at home, he could finally enjoy Gong Wenyin's big breasts.
Gong Wenyin looked at Lao Zhao with a complicated look, and she silently lowered her head while eating.
When she entered the kitchen to wash dishes, Lao Zhao's eyes remained on her back. It was getting colder in autumn. Gong Wenyin was wearing a dark gray long skirt and a thin coat, but it could not cover her plump buttocks at all. The attractive curve of her waist and hips extended to her calf, and the black translucent pantyhose made the skin on her legs even more faint.
The eldest daughter-in-law's character is kind and gentle, which is what Lao Zhao admired her at the time. Now under the semen attack, she is ashamed as a lamb to be slaughtered, and she can hardly escape from Lao Zhao's magic hand.
When Gong Wenyin finished breastfeeding the child and walked out of the room, Lao Zhao stood aside and showed a kind smile: Have you finished feeding the child?
She did not look at Lao Zhao, but whispered: Dad, is there anything wrong?
Come and help me take a shower, I've been itchy lately.
I'm not convenient...
OK, hurry up.
Lao Zhao didn't care whether she agreed or not, and walked straight into the bathroom of the room, took off all her clothes quickly, found a stool to sit down.
He waited for a long time before Gong Wenyin walked in slowly, his eyes very complicated.After closing the door, she squatted on the ground, picked up a shower and a towel to help Lao Zhao wipe his back.
Lao Zhao's penis was already hard and he was patiently enjoying the wiping of his eldest daughter-in-law.
But she didn't touch her penis from beginning to end. Old Zhao, who was impatient, grabbed her buttocks and hugged her whole body in her arms.
Dad, don't...
Gong Wenyin's lips were rude and blocked, and she became panicked and struggled with her hands.
Old Zhao smiled grimly, pried open her white teeth with force, and reached her big tongue directly in, playing a chase with the wet and slippery tip of her tongue inside. The body fluid became broken and a faint fragrance came to her face.
Um... don't... dad...
The more she struggled, the less clothes she had on her body. Old Zhao pulled off her shoulder strap with his rough hand, and the heavy jade breasts suddenly popped out. The breasts were so round and full, and even during the breastfeeding period, they did not sag at all. The nipples that had just been fed were red and light white milk had already overflowed.
What to move, be quiet!Old Zhao's sudden roar made Gong Wenyin stunned.
He opened his five fingers wide, grabbed and rubbed his daughter-in-law's breasts roughly, and his nipples squeezed their fingers and spilled more light white milk.
The other hand was not idle either. He crawled into the bottom of the skirt. No matter how his daughter-in-law's legs closed, he directly reached into the black silk pantyhose at the soft waist. His fingers flexibly explored the lace panties, passing through the soft pubic hair, pressing them accurately on the sensitive clitoris.
Woo...
This suddenly stimulated Gong Wenyin's sensitive area. Her resistance suddenly became weaker, and her legs were still together, allowing her father-in-law's fingertips to rub and ravage between the clitoris and labia. Lao Zhao even slid his fingers into his wet pussy, tucking the tender flesh on his vagina, bringing out a trace of crystal love juice.
After Lao Zhao split her lips, he smiled lewdly: You slutty, you are struggling with strength. Don’t you just want me to mess with you?
I don't have it, please let me go and let me go!
Move around again!Old Zhao slapped her with a backhand, and Gong Wenyin immediately burst into tears with grievance.
He sneered, leaned over and began to suck his daughter-in-law's breasts, pinching his nipples with his fingers even harder, and the milk splashed out was filled with milky fragrance. His dry lips sucked his nipples like a baby, and his teeth occasionally chewed, and his mouth was filled with milky white milk.
As Lao Zhao put his hands on his hands, his daughter-in-law's breasts and vagina were at the same time. She was forced to arch her waist straight, and the hand that patted him on the shoulder became weaker and weaker. Her cheeks were as red as if she had drunk wine. She covered her lips tightly and did not dare to make a sound, and she twisted her buttocks restlessly.
Lao Zhao's throat was extremely dry. He stood up panting, let Gong Wenyin bend forward, then lifted his skirt, pulled off his black silk pantyhose from his waist, revealing his wet pussy, and grabbed his penis and poked it in.
But the awakened eldest daughter-in-law pushed him away, picked up the black silk pantyhose on her knees, and ran away from the bathroom in panic.
Lao Zhao couldn't let her run away again. When the bedroom door was about to close, he hurriedly knocked open with his shoulder.
Gong Wenyin tripped to the ground when she turned around, supported her body with her hands and stepped back, looking panicked: Dad, don't, please...
You pretend, you pretend again!
Lao Zhao grabbed her black silk jade feet and pulled them over hard, then spread her legs apart, and pulled the black silk pantyhose with his fingers, allowing the glans to smoothly squeeze out the two pink petals of moisten the labia.
Gong Wenyin pushed her hands hard, lowering her voice and thirsty: Dad, don't want it anymore, please, the child is still sleeping...
Then just whisper in a low voice?
After Old Zhao finished speaking, his glans passed through the wet and wriggling tender flesh, and his entire penis was inserted into his pussy with a pussy, revealing a comfortable expression.
Wow
At this point, tears flowed from Gong Wenyin's eyes, and the two of them had firmly fitted together and they could no longer distinguish each other.
Old Zhao showed a successful expression, slowly pulled out his glans a little, and then pounded it into the depths of his pussy again. His penis and the wet vagina were firmly fitted, and his thrust back and forth was very stagnant.
Don't... wuwu...
Gong Wenyin covered her cheeks and stopped resisting.
Old Zhao smiled grimly and lowered his head to admire the position of their sexual intercourse. When the glans left his vagina again, the labia had already opened out, and the pleats on the vagina were clearly visible, and were covered with crystal liquid.
The two pink labia were scratched by the glans, and the wall flesh was spread a little bit, and the entire penis was penetrated. Soon, a thud, Gong Wenyin moaned slightly, and his face turned aside and did not dare to look at his father-in-law again.
Old Zhao took a few breaths, then grabbed two sexy black stockings legs, which felt so tender and smooth, and then his waist suddenly hit forward, and the sound of hissing thrusting spread throughout the room.
Good daughter-in-law, ha, is it so comfortable?
Woo... Gong Wenyin ignored him.
The jade buttocks covered by black stockings were blurry and seductive, the pubic bones and buttocks collided with crisp sounds, and a rippling ripples appeared on the buttocks.
Old Zhao took away the hand that covered her cheek: Wen Yin, don’t block your face, see clearly, it’s just me fucking you!
Gong Wenyin pursed her lips, her slightly red eyes were a little wet, as if she was angry and resentful, allowing her father-in-law to be careless.
Her beautiful legs in stockings were placed on Lao Zhao's shoulders, and the silky silk stockings were smooth as silky satin and shook Lao Zhao's cheeks, making a slight rustling sound.
The tender feet swayed in the air, and the plump buttocks were hit and rippled. The pink labia were baptized by the storm, and the two men's intercourse became wet and sticky, and honey dripped all over the ground.
In terms of skills, Lao Zhao's sex methods are monotonous and boring, and they will always be pressed on it, or an old man will push a cart. However, it may be the catalysis of semen poison. Gong Wenyin's eyes were a little confused, and she whispered softly from her jade nose, but she tried hard to restrain herself, for fear that it would wake up the baby.
Her dress was pulled off from her shoulders, and her bra was taken off. The two cherries on her chest were shaking and milk splashed everywhere. After Lao Zhao's palm climbed onto her breasts, his five fingers closed and continued to press the full breasts, pinched the nipples and pulled them out gently. The milk continued to seep out from her nipples, soaking the smooth and tender skin.
Ah……
Gong Wenyin's hair became messy, covering her cheeks a little. She closed her eyes tightly, with a little shy feeling on her cheeks, her red lips slightly opened, and her hands pressed against the ground with her father-in-law's rough impact, and her soft waist was already trembling slightly.
From the jade neck to the soft breasts, to the soft waist, the daughter-in-law's skin was filled with sweat and became more beautiful and gentle. Seeing this, Lao Zhao bent down and wanted to kiss Gong Wenyin's lips.
However, she turned her face and refused to kiss Lao Zhao. Seeing this, Lao Zhao was a little angry, and increased the thrusting force, even patted her hips hard, panting and saying: What's wrong, I'm still pretending to be fucking you to death!
Slow down…Ah…
As Gong Wenyin's vagina continued to hit, her vagina began to contract violently, clamping her penis tightly and unable to move. Her jade feet wrapped in stockings also stretched straight, and her black silk buttocks were lifted up with force, shaking regularly.
Lao Zhao took a breath, feeling that his penis was whispered by his wet little mouth, his vagina trembling and closing. The grainy vaginal wall rubbed back and forth against the penis, and more love fluid oozed out, making the glans become hot and slippery.
Old Zhao was so happy that he couldn't help but hum. As expected, his eldest daughter-in-law was still as tender as water.
After a moment, Gong Wenyin's moan was tender and seductive. Her face was as bright as peach blossoms, and her beautiful eyes were as silk. She couldn't help but open her lips to breathe. After Lao Zhao caught the opportunity, his big tongue took the opportunity to suck in her mouth.
Gong Wenyin could only be reached by him, and her fragrant tongue was also entangled. The two of them kissed deeply. After their full breasts were squeezed, more milk splashed out. Lao Zhao grabbed the plump breast with his other hand, feeling its tenderness and luster, and the breast flesh appeared and disappeared from the fingers.
Silly
As the penis thrust, the labia were rosy and full, and more clear love juice was seeping out of the red and pink flower hole, gurgling along the pubic hill. The two men's genitals were very wet and muddy.
Daughter-in-law, are you comfortable? Do you want to be fucked by me?
Gong Wenyin kept shaking her head, her face flushed and charming, her delicate body was spasming regularly, her big breasts trembled slightly, and her fair body was tightly pressed against Lao Zhao's chest, and one white and one black produced a strong picture impact.
At this moment, a trace of movement came from the living room, and the two of them immediately stopped. Gong Wenyin was so scared that she was pale: He, he is back...
Old Zhao was secretly annoyed, pulled out his wet penis from his pussy, hurriedly put on his pants, and then lay down to the edge of the bed. After Gong Wenyin flattened her wrinkled skirt, she turned off the lights in the bedroom in a hurry.
Zhao Jingcheng turned the door open and stumbled on the bed, not even changing his shoes, and his body smelled of alcohol.
Have you drunk again?
Um……
Gong Wenyin stood by the side of the bed nervously, looked back at the edge of the bed, and said carefully: Why don’t you go and take a shower.
Well... Zhao Jingcheng hummed a few words and quickly snored and fell asleep.
Husband, husband?
Gong Wenyin sat next to her, but did not notice that Lao Zhao had crawled at her feet, grabbed the tender black silk fragrant feet and put them to her mouth to lick them.
She was startled and wanted to retract her jade feet, but Lao Zhao was held in her hand and could not break free.
She shook her head and begged, hoping that Lao Zhao would be more rational, but Lao Zhao, who was trapped in desire, became particularly brave. She stroked her feet with her palms, felt the smooth and beautiful skin of the soles of her feet through the stockings, then went up little by little, and finally reached into her skirt.
Wife, today... I looked at the nearby nursing home... It's okay, then... our dad will be sent in... Zhao Jingcheng was drunk and said vaguely, not seeing any abnormality about his wife.
Gong Wenyin covered her hands in her skirt, her face turned even more blushing, and she restrained her voice: Well...I think, um, yes.
Unexpectedly, their conversation angered Lao Zhao. He pulled it hard, causing Gong Wenyin's lower body to kneel directly on the ground, his hand roughly reached into the crotch of the stockings, and his middle finger slid into the wet and tender pussy.
Um...
After the sensitive honey hole was invaded, Gong Wenyin covered her lips tightly and tried to close her legs.
Zhao Jingcheng's voice continued to come, intermittently: But, my dad, will you agree?
Yes...he...he will understand.
At this time, Lao Zhao's hand had already reached into the collar from the inside of her shoulders, grabbed her plump breasts and rubbed them back and forth. Her nipples stood tall and tall, and the breasts were squeezing out milk and slid down to her waist drop by drop.
Gong Wenyin sang softly again, and Zhao Jingcheng finally heard it, but he didn't care while drunk, and continued to talk about the family: Our dad is getting more and more... too much. Ouyang told me that there is an incest relationship between him and Qingyi, how can I do this?
Her beautiful legs in stockings were soaked a lot by milk, making the stockings on her skin more hazy and slippery. The milk finally flowed into the crotch of the stockings and penetrated into the mysterious flower hole.
Gong Wenyin covered her lips tightly, watching her chest bulge under her clothes swelling and changing in various shapes, and she angrily said: Ouyang...Well...She was talking nonsense...Don't believe her.
Zhao Jingcheng had closed his eyes: Wife, I feel dizzy, have a headache, and my stomach is very uncomfortable.
Then I, I will help you rub your stomach.
Gong Wenyin thought this would make Lao Zhao feel afraid, but Lao Zhao directly asked her to kneel on the bed, spread her black stockings and pull her underwear aside, revealing her two slightly delicate red labia.
Gong Wenyin bit Fang's lips tightly, and his hands pressed on Zhao Jingcheng's belly were very nervous. At this time, Lao Zhao had already stretched out his tongue to lick his labia, and he also held the blooming clitoris with milk and vaginal fluid on it.
This stimulation made her almost no strength to care about her husband.
Wife, wife, what's wrong... are you uncomfortable... Zhao Jingcheng seemed weak.
No, no.
Gong Wenyin shook her head quickly, kicking her beautiful black stockings and feet, but Lao Zhao hugged her soft waist and raised her jade buttocks high, revealing the rosy gully stream.
He thrust his waist forward, and his cock squeezed open his narrow pussy, and his glans passed through the winding and winding skin walls, poking the deep part of the flower hole.
Woo... She quickly covered her lips. Fortunately, Zhao Jingcheng was in a confused state and did not notice any strangeness.
Lao Zhao no longer cared about it. He stroked his very elastic buttocks, and every pubic impact was very hard, making a crisp sound of slap.
Gong Wenyin was too scared, causing the tender flesh of the vagina to twitch and suck it like life.
Since Lao Zhao's invasion could not be stopped, she could only hide her ears and play music from her phone to cover up the sound of the two having sex.
It is precisely because of the music that her delicate buttocks are constantly thrusting, her beautiful legs in stockings are constantly shaking, and her moans seem restrained and low, intermittent.
Old Zhao pinched her left and right nipples hard, and his swaying breasts were very close to Zhao Jingcheng's face. If it weren't for the dress blocking him, milk would even splash on his face.
The sad daughter-in-law begged softly: Can you go to the side? Please...
Old Zhao actually didn't dare to do anything randomly, so he lie flat on the ground, letting her glans touch the sensitive flower lips, and scraping the pink mound back and forth.
Come in quickly... Now it was Gong Wenyin's turn to take the initiative. She probably had enough of the fear and was just thinking about ending soon.
Little slut, then I'm in.
Lao Zhao pushed his waist forward, and his glans was instantly wrapped by the flesh on the wall of the vagina. The soft and tender flesh in the vagina was so tight. The two wet labia were pressed against Lao Zhao's moan, and the sexual organs were once again integrated.
Gong Wenyin whined, hugging his neck, sweat beads gushing on his face, his delicate body trembled regularly, and a pair of beautiful stockings and legs wrapped around his father-in-law's waist and back, making the two of their sexual organs tighter, and their slightly blooming lips sucking their penis back and forth.
Old Zhao blushed and felt his penis rushing through the spiral squirming duct. The glans and the uterus were sucking together. The stimulation made him almost have the desire to ejaculate.
He sat up and hugged Gong Wenyin in his arms. The stockings were tightly attached to the whitening skin on his buttocks, which felt soft and smooth. Then he let his plump and deep jade buttocks sit down, quickly swallowing his penis, and a crisp sound of body impact came.
Woo woo...
Isn’t it exciting to have sex next to your husband?Old Zhao smiled grimly, full of pride.
Gong Wenyin's cheeks were as bright as peach blossoms at this time, her jade nose was moaning and panting, and her lips were soft and rosy. She gave Lao Zhao a lingering kiss, rubbing and squirting her smooth tongue.
Her soft breasts were squeezed into a flat shape, and more milk flowed out, and they fell down her white breasts, mixed with love juice.
Give me... Give me...
Her beautiful legs in stockings were tightly wrapped around Lao Zhao, her buttocks were swaying back and forth, and her red and honey flesh trembled, tightly clasped Lao Zhao's penis, causing a stronger stimulation.
Old Zhao held it in a long time. Under the continuous teasing of his eldest daughter-in-law, his mind buzzed and pulled his penis out of his vagina. At this time, the slightly blooming labia could no longer be closed. He turned out slightly, forming a slightly opened hole in the middle, and the pink and tender stream became wet, and the granulation was clearly visible.
Cum to me, in my mouth, I want to...
Gong Wenyin immediately crawled in front of him, opened her lips and took her cock in her mouth, swallowing all the semen. Because the amount of semen was very large, a lot of them overflowed from her mouth and dripped on the floor.
Old Zhao pressed her head tightly, letting the glans go deep into the throat. The strong pleasure of ejaculation made him feel as if he was floating in the air.
After ejaculation, Gong Wenyin's tongue reluctantly left her penis, then lay on the ground, licking the semen on the floor like a bitch. Her jade buttocks were raised high, revealing the powdery flesh of the pubic mound, and a large amount of love juice mixed with milk seeped into the white jade carved skin in the stockings.
But Lao Zhao was no longer in the mood to appreciate the spring light. It was surrounded by darkness, and his energy seemed to be pulled out of his body. His vision in front of him was dark, his center of gravity was unstable, and he pressed on his daughter-in-law and fainted.
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