In Wei Ge'er's ignorant memory, he did not remember the shadows that kept shaking and sometimes separated and sometimes overlapped.
The candlelight reflected two tall and petite silhouettes on the curtain, and the woman's seductive moans. The man's slutty and heavy breathing kept floating out of the tent.
He just felt strange in a daze, why is it sometimes the father who holds his mother in his arms, and sometimes the second uncle?
Although they were two handsome faces that were exactly the same, and Wei Ge'er's age could not accurately tell who was who.
But he still cleverly determined that the sweet one was his favorite mother with the different aura of each person. The father was always hot and hard on his body, and the second uncle was his sleeves.
It seems that no matter who is in their arms, my mother will always show a pity-like and satisfying look.
Her face was clearly covered with tears, and she frowned and struggled constantly, but suddenly her whole body became tense under the man's force, and then she fell down weakly after a moment.
Why are my mother and father and uncle not wearing clothes?
Why is there always a sweet fragrance in the whole room, but it is different from the soft and fragrant smell on my mother's body...
Wei Ge'er had many questions in his little head, but he was still too young and not only didn't understand, but he fell asleep and quickly forgot about it.
In those long forgotten fragments, he saw his mother lying on the bed, and his father raised one of his mother's long legs high and placed them on his shoulders. While licking and biting from the knee to the base of his tender thighs, he thrust his waist hard against the center of his mother's legs.
Every time my father sucked, his mother would tremble and cry.
The exposed wet stamen was inserted into her fleshy stamens that were thicker than his arm. Not only that, it was covered with blue veins and blood vessels, and the color was black and purple, not to mention how terrifying it was.
Wei Ge'er naturally didn't recognize what that was. He was just instinctively a little scared and curious.
And when it comes to my second uncle, my mother will become a different person.
She sat on her second uncle's thigh, her bright red mouth and enthusiastic little hands kept kissing and caressing the man. The second uncle's slender hands that often hugged him and played with him held his mother's bulging breasts, rubbed and squeezed out streams of milk. The milk kept flowing along the red and even muscle lines. There was water flowing out somewhere, not only the chair, but also the carpet was wet.
Most of the time, the three of them are always in the same place.It's either a big bed, a table, a soft couch, or a windowsill...
My mother is always caught between her father and second uncle. Sometimes her father is in front, and sometimes her second uncle is in front.
The strange stick that Jiao Wei Ge'er was a little scared appeared again, and it was two together, sometimes one in front and one behind, sometimes inserted at the same time, but they were poked around in the mother's body.
Is there any small hole in my mother's body that can be inserted into a stick?And why did the second uncle and dad beat their mother with sticks...
Not only that, my mother had eaten and held the two sticks with her little mouth and hands. After the men groaned, a thick milky white liquid slowly slipped down her lips.
Wei Ge'er knew that the milk she ate was the same color. Could it be that my mother was hungry and she wanted to eat milk like him?
The candlelight reflected two tall and petite silhouettes on the curtain, and the woman's seductive moans. The man's slutty and heavy breathing kept floating out of the tent.
He just felt strange in a daze, why is it sometimes the father who holds his mother in his arms, and sometimes the second uncle?
Although they were two handsome faces that were exactly the same, and Wei Ge'er's age could not accurately tell who was who.
But he still cleverly determined that the sweet one was his favorite mother with the different aura of each person. The father was always hot and hard on his body, and the second uncle was his sleeves.
It seems that no matter who is in their arms, my mother will always show a pity-like and satisfying look.
Her face was clearly covered with tears, and she frowned and struggled constantly, but suddenly her whole body became tense under the man's force, and then she fell down weakly after a moment.
Why are my mother and father and uncle not wearing clothes?
Why is there always a sweet fragrance in the whole room, but it is different from the soft and fragrant smell on my mother's body...
Wei Ge'er had many questions in his little head, but he was still too young and not only didn't understand, but he fell asleep and quickly forgot about it.
In those long forgotten fragments, he saw his mother lying on the bed, and his father raised one of his mother's long legs high and placed them on his shoulders. While licking and biting from the knee to the base of his tender thighs, he thrust his waist hard against the center of his mother's legs.
Every time my father sucked, his mother would tremble and cry.
The exposed wet stamen was inserted into her fleshy stamens that were thicker than his arm. Not only that, it was covered with blue veins and blood vessels, and the color was black and purple, not to mention how terrifying it was.
Wei Ge'er naturally didn't recognize what that was. He was just instinctively a little scared and curious.
And when it comes to my second uncle, my mother will become a different person.
She sat on her second uncle's thigh, her bright red mouth and enthusiastic little hands kept kissing and caressing the man. The second uncle's slender hands that often hugged him and played with him held his mother's bulging breasts, rubbed and squeezed out streams of milk. The milk kept flowing along the red and even muscle lines. There was water flowing out somewhere, not only the chair, but also the carpet was wet.
Most of the time, the three of them are always in the same place.It's either a big bed, a table, a soft couch, or a windowsill...
My mother is always caught between her father and second uncle. Sometimes her father is in front, and sometimes her second uncle is in front.
The strange stick that Jiao Wei Ge'er was a little scared appeared again, and it was two together, sometimes one in front and one behind, sometimes inserted at the same time, but they were poked around in the mother's body.
Is there any small hole in my mother's body that can be inserted into a stick?And why did the second uncle and dad beat their mother with sticks...
Not only that, my mother had eaten and held the two sticks with her little mouth and hands. After the men groaned, a thick milky white liquid slowly slipped down her lips.
Wei Ge'er knew that the milk she ate was the same color. Could it be that my mother was hungry and she wanted to eat milk like him?