Xulai County
At the door of the Public Security Bureau, Erli, pay attention to discipline. I know you are particularly filial to your mother, so don’t let it go.Fan Qiufang reminded him with some concern.
Erli patted Fan Qiufang's shoulder indifferently: Don't worry, sister, don't think I can only be a rude. I can do the Infernal Affairs trick, but I just didn't have the chance to let me practice it before.
By the way, Erli, I heard from the director that the political commissar introduced you to a primary school teacher last time. How about it?My red envelope is so anxious that I have nowhere to send it!
Fan Qiufang still cares about this friend's alumni and younger brother's man.
Come on, sister, I have a clear idea about this.Don’t forget to feed my brother-in-law tonight. He won’t see you when you leave.
After saying that, he turned around flexibly, and the expected small stone flew past his ears.
Erli has a monster in his heart, and that is his mother.
No man who has been divorced for a long time does not want a woman, but Erli’s job is not serious and his girlfriend is not serious. Xulai County is located at the intersection of the three provinces. It has always been a vicious area. Sometimes it is common for him to stay at home for three or five days.
There are also women in the team, but if they can’t get married, those who don’t get married are almost like men. In this way, there is only one mother who looks like women the most.
Luo Yahui happens to be a doctor. She will clean herself up no matter what time. She always has a faint fragrance on her body. In the past two years, she has become obsessed with dancing and has even reduced her actual age by five or six years.
Over time, Erli couldn't wait to go home and look at his mother a few more times every day as soon as he went to work, and wanted to smell the nice smell next to him.
When I approached the house, I smelled the fragrance of fish and meat. Mom, are you a guest at home?Why is this good dish?
After saying that, he picked up a piece of beef with his fingers and stuffed it into his mouth. Luo Yahui, wearing a sportswear, smiled and hit her son's hand: Greedy cat, wash his hands first. Today is your 39th birthday, my stupid son!
When the last waist soup was served, it was already dark. Erli took out a bottle of French red wine given by his friend: Mom, let's have a play pie today, how about a candlelight dinner?
Luo Yahui smiled and said: Let it be as you, today you are the birthday boy, and you will listen to you.
Erli was looking forward to what happened tonight. Although if that was really something would make him fall into boundless hell, the magic power made him unable to stop the beast in his heart.
Mom, I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, and the time is still unclear. If... Of course, just in case, mom, don't think too much.
Luo Yahui usually doesn't drink wine, but today she drank a lot of red wine. Two red clouds were printed on her fair fair face in old age. Erli was even more excited. Bah, bah, take it back quickly. You are not allowed to say unlucky words on such a good day today.
Erli took advantage of the alcohol to drink and kissed his hand that was covering his mouth.
I was crazy after drinking some wine!
Luo Yahui hurriedly pulled her hand back and sighed with a little regret: Alas, Erli, you should listen to mom, change jobs, mom has a classmate, your Uncle Tong, who hugged you when he was a child. He is now the secretary-general of the Municipal People's Congress. Mom is not going to go to the back door for you to get promoted and make money. Mom is asking you to change a stable job, at least you have to become a family, right?
Erli quickly changed the topic: Mom, the moon is so good tonight, why don’t I dance with you?
Without waiting for my mother to statically turn on the CD and play a record of Teresa Teng. Come on, mom, hurry up!
If I hadn't met you, where would I be?How are life...
Red wine, moonlight, candlelight, my favorite song, my son I care about the most. Luo Yahui, who has a strong bourgeois mood, has a little out of control. The strong masculine scent on her son made her feel a long-lost impulse, and her reason is slowly being killed by alcohol.
Mom, you shampooed your hair today, it smells so good!Erli is getting bolder.
Um!Mother's voice was like a mosquito.
You ask how deeply I love you?How much do I love you?...
Another song was changed, and the mother and son changed from serious dancing to holding each other slowly, and Erli's hands were gradually tightening.
Luo Yahui listened to her son's heartbeat, and the masculine smell was so close that it rushed straight into her nose. She even felt her son's hardness. She tried to push, her hands were weak and she was slamming her husband's chest like a spoiled wife.
Mom, I love you!It's been a long time!
This little red wine is nothing to Erli, but the alcohol and the atmosphere also made him a little drunk. Luo Yahui had no reaction. Maybe she didn't hear it clearly, or maybe she heard it clearly, but her mind had already begun to get tangled until her son's lips covered her mouth.
Well... The instinctive female defense made her push her son away with all her strength: No, no, we can't do this, we are mother and son...
I don’t need any other woman except my mother in my life!
The loud voice made Luo Huijuan scared. Then her eyes turned black, her lips were printed on her back, and her waist was hugged tightly. The terrible alcohol also played a further role at this time. Luo Yahui gradually forgot whether her son was in front of her or a strong man she longed for for many years.
The tongue went in, Erli was overjoyed, and then he looked for the tongue. His hand also touched the slightly sweaty back as his mother stopped him weakly. His big hand went around in front, lifted up from the bottom of the bra, and grabbed the soft and warm breasts in his hand.
Luo Yahui's sensitive nipples that had been forgotten for more than 20 years were pinched, and before she could even say she didn't want her tongue, she lost her tongue...
Second power, you can't do this!Don't touch that!Ah!don't want!
The train of desire and the big lock of reason are fighting fiercely in Luo Yahui's heart. If she hadn't drunk, she might have kept it in this life!
The doctor is the doctor. The two-witted lips and tongue found their source in the mother's thick pubic hair. There was no odor in the slightly wet hole. Except for the faint residual urine stains, I remember that my wife's was much fishy than this.
I'm in my mother's vagina!I'm in my mother's vagina!
Erli kept repeating this sentence in his mind. The frequency of tongue movement was extremely fast. Luo Yahui's body became straightened. The words in her mouth were still repeating, but her voice became weaker and weaker.
The son's hard glans came in, and the meaningless dodging and struggling on his thighs could not stop the strong son from being as strong as his male roots.
Luo Yahui's tears flowed down, ashamed of her desire!
I will not be afraid of myself for the sake of my later years!
Sad that the disobedient body cannot stop her son's taboo behavior!
Ah！
The son's thick and long male root was slowly but strongly thrust to the end. The hungry vagina, which had long forgotten the smell of food, cheered and cried to show welcome, regardless of the owner's futile struggle.
No, AhAh!don't want……
Erli knew that his mother not only had a physical and mental obsession, but also had a physical obsession, and did not dare to ask her mother whether she was comfortable or not to cause disgust. She just used her actions to completely conquer her.
The second force is inserted quickly but not deep, and the movements are strong but not rude. The 16-centimeter penis is inserted to about 3/4 each time, and then it goes back. It repeats itself. Occasionally, it will go in and out, but after reaching the end, it slowly exits like a slow motion replay, and then slowly goes in and out. At the same time, the lips and tongue gently suck the mother's big nipples.
Luo Yahui was powerless to say no, and what she said was also deceiving herself. The huge entertainment of her body almost completely killed the reason.
Erli changed from leaning over to kneeling fucking. Luo Yahui saw her two legs being carried on her shoulders by her son and quickly closed her eyes. She became faster and faster, like a machine gun. The intersection of her vagina was so fast that it was dazzling. Luo Yahui's depressed um word kept popping out of her mouth rhythmically, and the feet raised in her thin black socks kept waving cutely in front of Erli's eyes.
Don't touch that, don't touch that, mom begs you.
People with cleanliness are most afraid of others seeing their own dirty things or smelling strange smells on their bodies, which is very embarrassing for them.
Erli didn't think his mother's feet were smelly, and the smell was actually very light. What he saw was sexy and stimulating, and the natural smell from the mother's body.
Doing these jobs does not delay the work of the cock. The sound of friction between the penis and the penis and the water of the vagina has lasted for a long time. The mature vagina in love is like a drug abuser: when you see it, it feels comfortable to suck it, but after sucking it, you can't stop, but instead you want to suck it even more!
Erli dog's nose kept making a sound of smelling things hard. This sound was ashamed that Luo Yahui covered her face with her hands, and suddenly felt relaxed and cool on her feet, needless to say that her socks were missing.
Erli did not smell it immediately, but raised his feet a little further for appreciation. This foot was so beautiful that it was not like the feet of this age. The foot board was mainly white, the soles of the feet were a little hard and slightly yellowed near the ankles. A curved line in the middle of the soles seemed to be a clumsy painting by a primary school student. The soles of the soles were a little naughty with five fingers, and the nails were even fashionablely painted in red.
Erli swallowed his saliva, pulled his barefoot over and buried it deeply on his face, and sniffed it hard while feeling the warmth of his mother's feet.
It's so itchy!
Luo Yahui knew that her son was licking her feet and thought to herself: This is popular now?It's really unheard of Ah!Not smelly?
After having been fucked for more than ten minutes, Luo Yahui thought every time she was about to say: Should she be coming out soon?
But this idea is wrong every time.
The situation is very strange now. Just half a minute ago, my son picked her up and then lay down by himself. Luo Yahui naturally knew what to do, but she still couldn't let go completely or could not convince herself to do that.
Of course it’s not good to be fucked by her son, but she can always comfort herself: I have nothing to do!I had no strength after drinking, and I was a woman, and I was still old, and I couldn't resist him so strong.
But her son was made by her, and she became the attacker. Although the hard thing buried deep in the vagina made her want to make her feel comfortable...
Mom, from the moment my cock (Luo Yahui heard this vulgar and dirty word, we were already incest.There is no difference between moving for a while and moving for a hundred times or a thousand times, it is both incest.Since it has happened, is the process in the middle still important?
Erli was not idle when he was talking. He was too strong and was not alone in holding up his mother who was 106 pounds. Luo Yahui still didn't say anything. He came and did not surrender, nor did he defend or left.
Seeing that his mother did not cooperate, Erli failed to make another plan. Although Luo Yahui was unwilling to move by herself, she still let her son put on a shameful position of spreading her butt and legs apart with the idea of ending as soon as possible.
The wet hole was easily penetrated by the penis, her small breasts were held by both hands, and even her sweaty back was invaded by her son's tongue. Yes, um, um, um, um... The son's impact was still so powerful, Luo Yahui didn't know how long it would take: Get it out quickly, mom can't stand it!
It's Ah. Such a long-lasting, powerful and fast intercourse not only requires good physical strength, but also the woman's poor physical strength and her waist can't stand it. Luo Yahui put her elbow on the bed and raised her white buttocks and rejoices: Fortunately, she dances every day, otherwise her waist would have been broken.
After being glad, she was ashamed again: Are you glad to do this?
Things always have to go back to the beginning, but Erli and his mother have the same posture as they were at the beginning.
The strong Erli was sweating all over, but his waist was reluctant to slow down. Luo Yahui had no strength to um, and only the occasional moan proved that his master was not in a coma. Erli was fucking and watching his mother's shaking breasts, and the pleasure kept moving forward on his cock.
My son was kissing his lips and putting his tongue in. It doesn’t matter. It’s over quickly, I can’t stand it!
You can do whatever you like, hurry up, mom can't stand it!
Luo Yahui let her tongue stir in her mouth with a manly smell of tobacco and alcohol. She did not resist when her tongue was hooked out. When she was sucked, she could feel the madness of her son's male root.
There is hope!
This is a sign that my son wants to ejaculate!
Um... The hot semen hit the deep part of the vagina. Luo Yahui's flips were very long, her body collapsed very straight, and her weak vagina was clamping it for life...
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This mission made Fan Qiufang a little scared. Not to mention the cruelty of drug dealers in the police industry, even the common people knew about it.
The reason is very simple. As long as you catch it, you will basically be sentenced to death. If you fight, you may be beaten to death on the spot, but there is also a small chance that you can run away. If you don’t fight, you will definitely be taken to the execution ground to eat a peanut.
But Fan Qiufang's fear is not because of the end of her life, but because she is sad about her family losing her. Her husband, son, mother and mother are concerned about too many people!
Although the superiors would say they would not force them every time they arranged an undercover task, and of course they really did not force any police officers to participate, in fact, it seems that they had not heard that those who were arranged would refuse the order.
Forget it, I didn't think about this anymore. Fan Qiufang stroked her hair and prepared to buy some vegetables to make a delicious meal for her family before leaving.
The vegetable market was crowded with people, and Fan Qiufang squeezed to the meat stall to buy one or two kilograms of ribs. At this time, the conversation between two rural old ladies selling vegetables came into her ears.
The fatter grandma said: Grandma Chen, I am going to Jiuhua Mountain in two days to fulfill my wish. Will you go?
The thinner answered: Grandma Huang, it was Master Jingkong from Tzu Chi Temple who asked you to go again?That master is really different from an ordinary nun. She only eats some simple vegetarian food at home, and she doesn’t want to give her money. Okay, I’ll go with you all the way.
Jingkong, Jingkong, Fan Qiufang murmured, "Oh, she suddenly realized and remembered that it was the old nie who was insulted by her son?"
Of course, I also said that I would go to the temple to visit her, and this was just a polite word at that time.
At this time, Fan Qiufang didn't know which nerve it touched, but she actually wanted to chat with these nuns with high cultivation, and it was not impossible to even have enough talk.
Perhaps it was because she admired the extraordinary concept of doing good deeds in Buddhism, or maybe it was because Jingkong that made her both appreciate and sympathize with her, or it was because she sought spiritual comfort for the possible dangers that were about to happen.
Although she is also an atheist, praying for peace is not inconsistent with the mission of eliminating violence and maintaining good fortune, right?
Tzu Chi Temple is on the hillside of Fenghuáng in the south of Xulai County. After walking along the winding path for more than 800 meters, Fan Qiufang finally saw a slightly dilapidated temple. The walls on both sides were painted yellow, with a round window in the middle, and a rectangular sign standing up above the wall: Tzu Chi Temple.
Both of them quickly recognized each other. Jingkong led Fan Qiufang to browse the entire temple and introduced the names, origins and allusions of each Bodhisattva one by one. Fan Qiufang now admired Jingkong even more. Jingkong's wide Buddhist knowledge and strong memory were all things she had not expected.
Seeing that the sky was getting darker, Fan Qiufang was about to say goodbye and go home. Jingkong stood up and closed his hands and said: Donor Fan’s eyebrows were not spreading. I think he had something to do, but it was inconvenient to say to Ponini. If it did not affect the donor’s affairs, Ponini would like to ask Donor Fan to be in the temple for one night. Ponini will recite a passage of Guanyin Bodhisattva’s scripture for the donor. As long as Donor Fan’s heart is sincere, the Bodhisattva will bless the donor to turn bad luck into good luck no matter what difficulties it is.
Fan Qiufang thought about it and thought that this idea was good, including temples in the mountains and knowledgeable nuns...
All of this is a new experience for her who studies criminals every day. Believing in Buddhism or not or not is not particularly important. Just treat it as a short-term trip before a major task is also very good!
As for the family, there is no need to say hello at home. Which policeman’s family member will call the public security bureau to urge his family to go home?
The piety and sacredness of Jingkong when chanting the scriptures made it seem like a layer of Buddha light was shrouded on his face, which made Fan Qiufang feel a little ashamed. Would you like to use this merit? ? The Pure Land of the Buddha? ? Report the fourth level of kindness? ? What is the bitterness of the three scoundrels in the lower world? ...or imprisonment shackles? ? Hands and feet are being machined? ? Thinking of that Guanyin power? ? Relieve and be free!
Finally finished reciting, Jingkong stood up and moved his numb hands and feet. Although Fan Qiufang did not have the intention of enlightening the scriptures, he also learned to bend down and fold: Master Xie has worked hard to recite the scriptures.
Although it was just 8:30 pm at this time, it was already silent on this remote mountainside, with only unknown birds and various insects coming and going.
In nunnunners, only the abbot and the bhikkhun of high generation live alone. The average nuns are all small and small in temples, including two or three in a house, or five or six in a house. Although Jingkong is not the host, she has the deepest knowledge of Buddhism. Many pilgrims from all over the world come because of her, so the abbot specially granted her a single room.
Fan Qiufang did not bring her clothes to change at first, so she could only wash it briefly, then got into the quilt wearing a bra and underwear, while Jingkong had a close-fitting blue jacket and wide and large coarse white shorts.
It was early October. Xulai County still had about 30 degrees during the day, but the temperature would drop to about 22 degrees at night. On the hillside without high-rise buildings, the temperature was even lower. The thin quilt made Fan Qiufang feel very comfortable. What was even more comfortable was the smell of sandalwood in the room, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
Fan Qiufang hid in the quilt and smiled foolishly, and asked in a low voice like a little girl: Master, I want to chat with you like a friend. If you offend you, don’t be angry. I just think you are like my sister and look very close.
Jingkong smiled very calmly: Donor Fan doesn’t have to be constrained. From the first time I saw you, I saw that the donor was kind-hearted and clear-headed. There were not many women like you who could be literary and martial. It was my honor to be your sister, but we Buddhist disciples were not allowed to call him pilgrims like this.
Perhaps the two were born with each other. An hour later, Jingkong gradually let go of his identity, slowly talked about his hometown, talked about interesting things when he was a child, and even talked about the male teacher he had a crush on when he was in school.
Somehow, Fan Qiufang was like a girl who found her elder in front of Jingkong. At this moment, she suddenly had a whim and said in a low voice: Master, I want to hold you to sleep, okay?
Jingkong shook his head but was not angry: Stop making trouble, don’t worry, donor Fan, go to bed quickly.
Fan Qiufang stretched out a finger and begged: Master, just once, just save me once.
Jingkong could not help but smile when he heard this inappropriate statement. Fan Qiufang took the opportunity to hug Jingkong's thin body. Jingkong struggled half-true and half-falsely, and then let her hug her.
The quilt was gradually heating up while everything was silent. The two of them exhaled each other like orchids, and their body odor was also entering each other's nasal cavity.
I don't know when the two of them stopped talking. They looked like they were sleeping with their eyes closed, but the same light and heavy breathing told the other party that they were not asleep.
Later, when Fan Qiufang recalled that night, she couldn't figure out where the motivation and courage came from. The kiss was gently imprinted on Jingkong's face, but it was like a heavy hammer in Jingkong's heart.
Fan Qiufang's breathing became heavier, and her hands slid into Jingkong's blue little shirt. Jingkong didn't refuse for some reason. She just raised her face to look at the dark beam of the room, and a soft voice came from her throat: Yes.
Everything that followed was amazing. It seemed very tacit understanding without a rehearsal. Fan Qiufang pulled down Jingkong's hand on her and placed it flat on the bed. She gently unbuttoned Jingkong's blue little dress like a man. Jingkong's thin and petite breasts were blown by the cold wind, and her nipples actually swelled a little.
Fan Qiufang pressed her hand on Jingkong's right breast, and Xiang's lips covered Jingkong's lips, which had no smell. Xiangkong lightly penetrated, Jingkong had no experience, but just opened his mouth blankly and let Fan Qiufang fiddled with it. Her husband, son and Cui Yue all sucked her tongue, but this time she sucked someone else's.
Jingkong's hand was also grabbed by Fan Qiufang and pressed on her chest. Jingkong did not move, but just held it obediently. He couldn't help but pinch her nipples when Fan Qiufang licked and sucked.
Fan Qiufang's tongue kept going down. When she passed through her navel, she mischievously crawled in and swept. Jingkong couldn't help laughing again. Her pants were gently pulled down. Jingkong covered her face with one hand and the other to block her vagina. Fan Donor used a trick and licked her tongue on the back of Jing's back. Jingkong shrank her vagina with her empty hand and was occupied by Fan Qiufang's head.
The tongue quickly tamped and stirred in the slightly fishy vagina. Jingkong covered his mouth as if in great pain and did not let himself shout out...
Sangui City
Hello, is it Deputy Director Tian?I am Xiao Gao, the secretary of Prosecutor Zhao!
Tian Hongyan next to the earpiece was stunned: Prosecutor General Zhao?Isn’t the head of the Municipal Procuratorate’s surname Fang?I met him during a meeting last week for the director who was on a business trip. Could it be a liar?
Are you sure your surname is Zhao?Tian Hongyan asked suspiciously.
Hahahaha, I said Deputy Director Tian Ah, if you want to take a longer view, is the only prosecutor general in Sangui City?Think about it again.
Although the man opposite was calling out to Deputy Director Tian, there was no respect in his voice.
Tian Hongyan began to quickly start the memory bank: Zhao?Could it be that Zhao Laohu and Zhao Yifan from the Provincial Procuratorate?
Tian Hongyan's mind was like a movie, and there were long-lasting images: 20-year-old Tian Hongyan was pressed under the headmaster Zhao Yifan: Xiaotian, as long as you promise me, I promise to assign you to the provincial capital. As soon as Xiaotian beats you, I will fall in love with you as soon as he enters the police academy. Be obedient.
Although Tian Hongyan can fight, Zhao Yifan was the second place in the provincial police competition. In addition, the man's natural physical advantage, she could only watch her big hands like an eagle clawed in her lower body with tears in her eyes.
Zhao Yifan thought the little girl was completely conquered by him, so he proudly pushed his tongue into Tian Hongyan's mouth, alas!
The next second, Zhao Yifan sat on the ground in pain, and Tian Hongyan took the opportunity to run out of the office.
It has been more than 20 years, but I didn’t expect that Zhao Yifan would come to her again. Tian Hongyan knew that most of the good things were wrong.
But the other party endured for so many years and didn't look for her, proving that he had no handle before. But now he dared to come to Sangui City to find her, and he must have evidence of killing her.
Alas, it’s a blessing, not a disaster, it’s a disaster that cannot be avoided!
Secretary Gao notified that the meeting time was 6:30 p.m. tomorrow, and the location was 808, Xinglong Hotel.
At the door of the Public Security Bureau, Erli, pay attention to discipline. I know you are particularly filial to your mother, so don’t let it go.Fan Qiufang reminded him with some concern.
Erli patted Fan Qiufang's shoulder indifferently: Don't worry, sister, don't think I can only be a rude. I can do the Infernal Affairs trick, but I just didn't have the chance to let me practice it before.
By the way, Erli, I heard from the director that the political commissar introduced you to a primary school teacher last time. How about it?My red envelope is so anxious that I have nowhere to send it!
Fan Qiufang still cares about this friend's alumni and younger brother's man.
Come on, sister, I have a clear idea about this.Don’t forget to feed my brother-in-law tonight. He won’t see you when you leave.
After saying that, he turned around flexibly, and the expected small stone flew past his ears.
Erli has a monster in his heart, and that is his mother.
No man who has been divorced for a long time does not want a woman, but Erli’s job is not serious and his girlfriend is not serious. Xulai County is located at the intersection of the three provinces. It has always been a vicious area. Sometimes it is common for him to stay at home for three or five days.
There are also women in the team, but if they can’t get married, those who don’t get married are almost like men. In this way, there is only one mother who looks like women the most.
Luo Yahui happens to be a doctor. She will clean herself up no matter what time. She always has a faint fragrance on her body. In the past two years, she has become obsessed with dancing and has even reduced her actual age by five or six years.
Over time, Erli couldn't wait to go home and look at his mother a few more times every day as soon as he went to work, and wanted to smell the nice smell next to him.
When I approached the house, I smelled the fragrance of fish and meat. Mom, are you a guest at home?Why is this good dish?
After saying that, he picked up a piece of beef with his fingers and stuffed it into his mouth. Luo Yahui, wearing a sportswear, smiled and hit her son's hand: Greedy cat, wash his hands first. Today is your 39th birthday, my stupid son!
When the last waist soup was served, it was already dark. Erli took out a bottle of French red wine given by his friend: Mom, let's have a play pie today, how about a candlelight dinner?
Luo Yahui smiled and said: Let it be as you, today you are the birthday boy, and you will listen to you.
Erli was looking forward to what happened tonight. Although if that was really something would make him fall into boundless hell, the magic power made him unable to stop the beast in his heart.
Mom, I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, and the time is still unclear. If... Of course, just in case, mom, don't think too much.
Luo Yahui usually doesn't drink wine, but today she drank a lot of red wine. Two red clouds were printed on her fair fair face in old age. Erli was even more excited. Bah, bah, take it back quickly. You are not allowed to say unlucky words on such a good day today.
Erli took advantage of the alcohol to drink and kissed his hand that was covering his mouth.
I was crazy after drinking some wine!
Luo Yahui hurriedly pulled her hand back and sighed with a little regret: Alas, Erli, you should listen to mom, change jobs, mom has a classmate, your Uncle Tong, who hugged you when he was a child. He is now the secretary-general of the Municipal People's Congress. Mom is not going to go to the back door for you to get promoted and make money. Mom is asking you to change a stable job, at least you have to become a family, right?
Erli quickly changed the topic: Mom, the moon is so good tonight, why don’t I dance with you?
Without waiting for my mother to statically turn on the CD and play a record of Teresa Teng. Come on, mom, hurry up!
If I hadn't met you, where would I be?How are life...
Red wine, moonlight, candlelight, my favorite song, my son I care about the most. Luo Yahui, who has a strong bourgeois mood, has a little out of control. The strong masculine scent on her son made her feel a long-lost impulse, and her reason is slowly being killed by alcohol.
Mom, you shampooed your hair today, it smells so good!Erli is getting bolder.
Um!Mother's voice was like a mosquito.
You ask how deeply I love you?How much do I love you?...
Another song was changed, and the mother and son changed from serious dancing to holding each other slowly, and Erli's hands were gradually tightening.
Luo Yahui listened to her son's heartbeat, and the masculine smell was so close that it rushed straight into her nose. She even felt her son's hardness. She tried to push, her hands were weak and she was slamming her husband's chest like a spoiled wife.
Mom, I love you!It's been a long time!
This little red wine is nothing to Erli, but the alcohol and the atmosphere also made him a little drunk. Luo Yahui had no reaction. Maybe she didn't hear it clearly, or maybe she heard it clearly, but her mind had already begun to get tangled until her son's lips covered her mouth.
Well... The instinctive female defense made her push her son away with all her strength: No, no, we can't do this, we are mother and son...
I don’t need any other woman except my mother in my life!
The loud voice made Luo Huijuan scared. Then her eyes turned black, her lips were printed on her back, and her waist was hugged tightly. The terrible alcohol also played a further role at this time. Luo Yahui gradually forgot whether her son was in front of her or a strong man she longed for for many years.
The tongue went in, Erli was overjoyed, and then he looked for the tongue. His hand also touched the slightly sweaty back as his mother stopped him weakly. His big hand went around in front, lifted up from the bottom of the bra, and grabbed the soft and warm breasts in his hand.
Luo Yahui's sensitive nipples that had been forgotten for more than 20 years were pinched, and before she could even say she didn't want her tongue, she lost her tongue...
Second power, you can't do this!Don't touch that!Ah!don't want!
The train of desire and the big lock of reason are fighting fiercely in Luo Yahui's heart. If she hadn't drunk, she might have kept it in this life!
The doctor is the doctor. The two-witted lips and tongue found their source in the mother's thick pubic hair. There was no odor in the slightly wet hole. Except for the faint residual urine stains, I remember that my wife's was much fishy than this.
I'm in my mother's vagina!I'm in my mother's vagina!
Erli kept repeating this sentence in his mind. The frequency of tongue movement was extremely fast. Luo Yahui's body became straightened. The words in her mouth were still repeating, but her voice became weaker and weaker.
The son's hard glans came in, and the meaningless dodging and struggling on his thighs could not stop the strong son from being as strong as his male roots.
Luo Yahui's tears flowed down, ashamed of her desire!
I will not be afraid of myself for the sake of my later years!
Sad that the disobedient body cannot stop her son's taboo behavior!
Ah！
The son's thick and long male root was slowly but strongly thrust to the end. The hungry vagina, which had long forgotten the smell of food, cheered and cried to show welcome, regardless of the owner's futile struggle.
No, AhAh!don't want……
Erli knew that his mother not only had a physical and mental obsession, but also had a physical obsession, and did not dare to ask her mother whether she was comfortable or not to cause disgust. She just used her actions to completely conquer her.
The second force is inserted quickly but not deep, and the movements are strong but not rude. The 16-centimeter penis is inserted to about 3/4 each time, and then it goes back. It repeats itself. Occasionally, it will go in and out, but after reaching the end, it slowly exits like a slow motion replay, and then slowly goes in and out. At the same time, the lips and tongue gently suck the mother's big nipples.
Luo Yahui was powerless to say no, and what she said was also deceiving herself. The huge entertainment of her body almost completely killed the reason.
Erli changed from leaning over to kneeling fucking. Luo Yahui saw her two legs being carried on her shoulders by her son and quickly closed her eyes. She became faster and faster, like a machine gun. The intersection of her vagina was so fast that it was dazzling. Luo Yahui's depressed um word kept popping out of her mouth rhythmically, and the feet raised in her thin black socks kept waving cutely in front of Erli's eyes.
Don't touch that, don't touch that, mom begs you.
People with cleanliness are most afraid of others seeing their own dirty things or smelling strange smells on their bodies, which is very embarrassing for them.
Erli didn't think his mother's feet were smelly, and the smell was actually very light. What he saw was sexy and stimulating, and the natural smell from the mother's body.
Doing these jobs does not delay the work of the cock. The sound of friction between the penis and the penis and the water of the vagina has lasted for a long time. The mature vagina in love is like a drug abuser: when you see it, it feels comfortable to suck it, but after sucking it, you can't stop, but instead you want to suck it even more!
Erli dog's nose kept making a sound of smelling things hard. This sound was ashamed that Luo Yahui covered her face with her hands, and suddenly felt relaxed and cool on her feet, needless to say that her socks were missing.
Erli did not smell it immediately, but raised his feet a little further for appreciation. This foot was so beautiful that it was not like the feet of this age. The foot board was mainly white, the soles of the feet were a little hard and slightly yellowed near the ankles. A curved line in the middle of the soles seemed to be a clumsy painting by a primary school student. The soles of the soles were a little naughty with five fingers, and the nails were even fashionablely painted in red.
Erli swallowed his saliva, pulled his barefoot over and buried it deeply on his face, and sniffed it hard while feeling the warmth of his mother's feet.
It's so itchy!
Luo Yahui knew that her son was licking her feet and thought to herself: This is popular now?It's really unheard of Ah!Not smelly?
After having been fucked for more than ten minutes, Luo Yahui thought every time she was about to say: Should she be coming out soon?
But this idea is wrong every time.
The situation is very strange now. Just half a minute ago, my son picked her up and then lay down by himself. Luo Yahui naturally knew what to do, but she still couldn't let go completely or could not convince herself to do that.
Of course it’s not good to be fucked by her son, but she can always comfort herself: I have nothing to do!I had no strength after drinking, and I was a woman, and I was still old, and I couldn't resist him so strong.
But her son was made by her, and she became the attacker. Although the hard thing buried deep in the vagina made her want to make her feel comfortable...
Mom, from the moment my cock (Luo Yahui heard this vulgar and dirty word, we were already incest.There is no difference between moving for a while and moving for a hundred times or a thousand times, it is both incest.Since it has happened, is the process in the middle still important?
Erli was not idle when he was talking. He was too strong and was not alone in holding up his mother who was 106 pounds. Luo Yahui still didn't say anything. He came and did not surrender, nor did he defend or left.
Seeing that his mother did not cooperate, Erli failed to make another plan. Although Luo Yahui was unwilling to move by herself, she still let her son put on a shameful position of spreading her butt and legs apart with the idea of ending as soon as possible.
The wet hole was easily penetrated by the penis, her small breasts were held by both hands, and even her sweaty back was invaded by her son's tongue. Yes, um, um, um, um... The son's impact was still so powerful, Luo Yahui didn't know how long it would take: Get it out quickly, mom can't stand it!
It's Ah. Such a long-lasting, powerful and fast intercourse not only requires good physical strength, but also the woman's poor physical strength and her waist can't stand it. Luo Yahui put her elbow on the bed and raised her white buttocks and rejoices: Fortunately, she dances every day, otherwise her waist would have been broken.
After being glad, she was ashamed again: Are you glad to do this?
Things always have to go back to the beginning, but Erli and his mother have the same posture as they were at the beginning.
The strong Erli was sweating all over, but his waist was reluctant to slow down. Luo Yahui had no strength to um, and only the occasional moan proved that his master was not in a coma. Erli was fucking and watching his mother's shaking breasts, and the pleasure kept moving forward on his cock.
My son was kissing his lips and putting his tongue in. It doesn’t matter. It’s over quickly, I can’t stand it!
You can do whatever you like, hurry up, mom can't stand it!
Luo Yahui let her tongue stir in her mouth with a manly smell of tobacco and alcohol. She did not resist when her tongue was hooked out. When she was sucked, she could feel the madness of her son's male root.
There is hope!
This is a sign that my son wants to ejaculate!
Um... The hot semen hit the deep part of the vagina. Luo Yahui's flips were very long, her body collapsed very straight, and her weak vagina was clamping it for life...
………………
This mission made Fan Qiufang a little scared. Not to mention the cruelty of drug dealers in the police industry, even the common people knew about it.
The reason is very simple. As long as you catch it, you will basically be sentenced to death. If you fight, you may be beaten to death on the spot, but there is also a small chance that you can run away. If you don’t fight, you will definitely be taken to the execution ground to eat a peanut.
But Fan Qiufang's fear is not because of the end of her life, but because she is sad about her family losing her. Her husband, son, mother and mother are concerned about too many people!
Although the superiors would say they would not force them every time they arranged an undercover task, and of course they really did not force any police officers to participate, in fact, it seems that they had not heard that those who were arranged would refuse the order.
Forget it, I didn't think about this anymore. Fan Qiufang stroked her hair and prepared to buy some vegetables to make a delicious meal for her family before leaving.
The vegetable market was crowded with people, and Fan Qiufang squeezed to the meat stall to buy one or two kilograms of ribs. At this time, the conversation between two rural old ladies selling vegetables came into her ears.
The fatter grandma said: Grandma Chen, I am going to Jiuhua Mountain in two days to fulfill my wish. Will you go?
The thinner answered: Grandma Huang, it was Master Jingkong from Tzu Chi Temple who asked you to go again?That master is really different from an ordinary nun. She only eats some simple vegetarian food at home, and she doesn’t want to give her money. Okay, I’ll go with you all the way.
Jingkong, Jingkong, Fan Qiufang murmured, "Oh, she suddenly realized and remembered that it was the old nie who was insulted by her son?"
Of course, I also said that I would go to the temple to visit her, and this was just a polite word at that time.
At this time, Fan Qiufang didn't know which nerve it touched, but she actually wanted to chat with these nuns with high cultivation, and it was not impossible to even have enough talk.
Perhaps it was because she admired the extraordinary concept of doing good deeds in Buddhism, or maybe it was because Jingkong that made her both appreciate and sympathize with her, or it was because she sought spiritual comfort for the possible dangers that were about to happen.
Although she is also an atheist, praying for peace is not inconsistent with the mission of eliminating violence and maintaining good fortune, right?
Tzu Chi Temple is on the hillside of Fenghuáng in the south of Xulai County. After walking along the winding path for more than 800 meters, Fan Qiufang finally saw a slightly dilapidated temple. The walls on both sides were painted yellow, with a round window in the middle, and a rectangular sign standing up above the wall: Tzu Chi Temple.
Both of them quickly recognized each other. Jingkong led Fan Qiufang to browse the entire temple and introduced the names, origins and allusions of each Bodhisattva one by one. Fan Qiufang now admired Jingkong even more. Jingkong's wide Buddhist knowledge and strong memory were all things she had not expected.
Seeing that the sky was getting darker, Fan Qiufang was about to say goodbye and go home. Jingkong stood up and closed his hands and said: Donor Fan’s eyebrows were not spreading. I think he had something to do, but it was inconvenient to say to Ponini. If it did not affect the donor’s affairs, Ponini would like to ask Donor Fan to be in the temple for one night. Ponini will recite a passage of Guanyin Bodhisattva’s scripture for the donor. As long as Donor Fan’s heart is sincere, the Bodhisattva will bless the donor to turn bad luck into good luck no matter what difficulties it is.
Fan Qiufang thought about it and thought that this idea was good, including temples in the mountains and knowledgeable nuns...
All of this is a new experience for her who studies criminals every day. Believing in Buddhism or not or not is not particularly important. Just treat it as a short-term trip before a major task is also very good!
As for the family, there is no need to say hello at home. Which policeman’s family member will call the public security bureau to urge his family to go home?
The piety and sacredness of Jingkong when chanting the scriptures made it seem like a layer of Buddha light was shrouded on his face, which made Fan Qiufang feel a little ashamed. Would you like to use this merit? ? The Pure Land of the Buddha? ? Report the fourth level of kindness? ? What is the bitterness of the three scoundrels in the lower world? ...or imprisonment shackles? ? Hands and feet are being machined? ? Thinking of that Guanyin power? ? Relieve and be free!
Finally finished reciting, Jingkong stood up and moved his numb hands and feet. Although Fan Qiufang did not have the intention of enlightening the scriptures, he also learned to bend down and fold: Master Xie has worked hard to recite the scriptures.
Although it was just 8:30 pm at this time, it was already silent on this remote mountainside, with only unknown birds and various insects coming and going.
In nunnunners, only the abbot and the bhikkhun of high generation live alone. The average nuns are all small and small in temples, including two or three in a house, or five or six in a house. Although Jingkong is not the host, she has the deepest knowledge of Buddhism. Many pilgrims from all over the world come because of her, so the abbot specially granted her a single room.
Fan Qiufang did not bring her clothes to change at first, so she could only wash it briefly, then got into the quilt wearing a bra and underwear, while Jingkong had a close-fitting blue jacket and wide and large coarse white shorts.
It was early October. Xulai County still had about 30 degrees during the day, but the temperature would drop to about 22 degrees at night. On the hillside without high-rise buildings, the temperature was even lower. The thin quilt made Fan Qiufang feel very comfortable. What was even more comfortable was the smell of sandalwood in the room, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
Fan Qiufang hid in the quilt and smiled foolishly, and asked in a low voice like a little girl: Master, I want to chat with you like a friend. If you offend you, don’t be angry. I just think you are like my sister and look very close.
Jingkong smiled very calmly: Donor Fan doesn’t have to be constrained. From the first time I saw you, I saw that the donor was kind-hearted and clear-headed. There were not many women like you who could be literary and martial. It was my honor to be your sister, but we Buddhist disciples were not allowed to call him pilgrims like this.
Perhaps the two were born with each other. An hour later, Jingkong gradually let go of his identity, slowly talked about his hometown, talked about interesting things when he was a child, and even talked about the male teacher he had a crush on when he was in school.
Somehow, Fan Qiufang was like a girl who found her elder in front of Jingkong. At this moment, she suddenly had a whim and said in a low voice: Master, I want to hold you to sleep, okay?
Jingkong shook his head but was not angry: Stop making trouble, don’t worry, donor Fan, go to bed quickly.
Fan Qiufang stretched out a finger and begged: Master, just once, just save me once.
Jingkong could not help but smile when he heard this inappropriate statement. Fan Qiufang took the opportunity to hug Jingkong's thin body. Jingkong struggled half-true and half-falsely, and then let her hug her.
The quilt was gradually heating up while everything was silent. The two of them exhaled each other like orchids, and their body odor was also entering each other's nasal cavity.
I don't know when the two of them stopped talking. They looked like they were sleeping with their eyes closed, but the same light and heavy breathing told the other party that they were not asleep.
Later, when Fan Qiufang recalled that night, she couldn't figure out where the motivation and courage came from. The kiss was gently imprinted on Jingkong's face, but it was like a heavy hammer in Jingkong's heart.
Fan Qiufang's breathing became heavier, and her hands slid into Jingkong's blue little shirt. Jingkong didn't refuse for some reason. She just raised her face to look at the dark beam of the room, and a soft voice came from her throat: Yes.
Everything that followed was amazing. It seemed very tacit understanding without a rehearsal. Fan Qiufang pulled down Jingkong's hand on her and placed it flat on the bed. She gently unbuttoned Jingkong's blue little dress like a man. Jingkong's thin and petite breasts were blown by the cold wind, and her nipples actually swelled a little.
Fan Qiufang pressed her hand on Jingkong's right breast, and Xiang's lips covered Jingkong's lips, which had no smell. Xiangkong lightly penetrated, Jingkong had no experience, but just opened his mouth blankly and let Fan Qiufang fiddled with it. Her husband, son and Cui Yue all sucked her tongue, but this time she sucked someone else's.
Jingkong's hand was also grabbed by Fan Qiufang and pressed on her chest. Jingkong did not move, but just held it obediently. He couldn't help but pinch her nipples when Fan Qiufang licked and sucked.
Fan Qiufang's tongue kept going down. When she passed through her navel, she mischievously crawled in and swept. Jingkong couldn't help laughing again. Her pants were gently pulled down. Jingkong covered her face with one hand and the other to block her vagina. Fan Donor used a trick and licked her tongue on the back of Jing's back. Jingkong shrank her vagina with her empty hand and was occupied by Fan Qiufang's head.
The tongue quickly tamped and stirred in the slightly fishy vagina. Jingkong covered his mouth as if in great pain and did not let himself shout out...
Sangui City
Hello, is it Deputy Director Tian?I am Xiao Gao, the secretary of Prosecutor Zhao!
Tian Hongyan next to the earpiece was stunned: Prosecutor General Zhao?Isn’t the head of the Municipal Procuratorate’s surname Fang?I met him during a meeting last week for the director who was on a business trip. Could it be a liar?
Are you sure your surname is Zhao?Tian Hongyan asked suspiciously.
Hahahaha, I said Deputy Director Tian Ah, if you want to take a longer view, is the only prosecutor general in Sangui City?Think about it again.
Although the man opposite was calling out to Deputy Director Tian, there was no respect in his voice.
Tian Hongyan began to quickly start the memory bank: Zhao?Could it be that Zhao Laohu and Zhao Yifan from the Provincial Procuratorate?
Tian Hongyan's mind was like a movie, and there were long-lasting images: 20-year-old Tian Hongyan was pressed under the headmaster Zhao Yifan: Xiaotian, as long as you promise me, I promise to assign you to the provincial capital. As soon as Xiaotian beats you, I will fall in love with you as soon as he enters the police academy. Be obedient.
Although Tian Hongyan can fight, Zhao Yifan was the second place in the provincial police competition. In addition, the man's natural physical advantage, she could only watch her big hands like an eagle clawed in her lower body with tears in her eyes.
Zhao Yifan thought the little girl was completely conquered by him, so he proudly pushed his tongue into Tian Hongyan's mouth, alas!
The next second, Zhao Yifan sat on the ground in pain, and Tian Hongyan took the opportunity to run out of the office.
It has been more than 20 years, but I didn’t expect that Zhao Yifan would come to her again. Tian Hongyan knew that most of the good things were wrong.
But the other party endured for so many years and didn't look for her, proving that he had no handle before. But now he dared to come to Sangui City to find her, and he must have evidence of killing her.
Alas, it’s a blessing, not a disaster, it’s a disaster that cannot be avoided!
Secretary Gao notified that the meeting time was 6:30 p.m. tomorrow, and the location was 808, Xinglong Hotel.
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