Chapter 424

But it is impossible to be so big. I felt that my throat reached its limit and I barely reached the point where I vomited it nearly halfway. You must know that this is already deep in my throat that can be accepted.

As I went deeper, I couldn't help but make a dry retching sound, but my mouth was blocked and I couldn't speak at all.

Everything came so fast and so violently.

The dream in that dream completed the game between Uncle Ma and me in such a simple and humiliating move.

I rinsed my mouth and went to the bathroom to wipe the flowing water. Uncle Ma burst out so I left his room early.

In my dream, Uncle Ma was lying on the bed a little tired. He picked up his phone, which was a text message I sent after returning to the room. Bad guy, are you still satisfied with the benefits of the New Year?

I could even see Uncle Ma smiling slightly, with satisfaction and laziness. The scene just now was so crazy, he had never experienced satisfaction.

Now I feel proud and satisfied from the bottom of my heart.

He moved his finger and replied to my message, satisfied, Yanyan, thank you.

Then he threw his cell phone at the head of the bed and stared blankly at the fireworks that were still setting off outside the window. He found that this year's fireworks seemed particularly beautiful.

After I returned to the room, I lay quietly beside my husband Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei was sleeping very well and made a slight snoring sound.

Husband, I love you, I'm sorry.

I thought about the vulgarity and madness just now in the dim bedroom. After looking at my husband, I gently kissed him on the forehead and said softly in my heart.

I looked at the text message sent by Uncle Ma on my phone and deleted it. It was already early in the morning. I was confused and then fell asleep sweetly in my husband's arms.

The New Year is a festive day. My mother cooked a lot of food at home and kept us for dinner, so drinking is naturally indispensable at the dinner table.

Seeing everyone being happy, I couldn't help drinking some. I felt my pretty face getting hot and probably started to turn red.

I watched my mother and Uncle Ma in that dream. Uncle Ma and my mother were not halfway husband and wife, but just had the same relationship as in-laws.

My husband was talking and laughing, and the whole atmosphere was so good. At this moment, I suddenly felt my calves being touched and I was stunned.

When I looked up at my husband, I saw him keep drinking with Uncle Ma. Uncle Ma also smiled shyly and clinked glasses with my husband.

And my mother was sitting next to me.

I couldn't guess whose leg was touching me on purpose, but I just wondered for a moment and didn't think about it.

At this moment, my calf was touched again, and this time it was obvious that the other party was sliding my legs with the soles of his feet.

I sobered up a little.

Uncle Ma?

husband?

Who is it? He is so bold that he treats me like this in front of everyone.

I looked at it again, Uncle Ma’s face turned red when he was drinking. When he was talking to my husband, my husband was also responding.

No matter how I looked at the two of them, they didn't look abnormal. As for my mother, her face turned red, and it was even more impossible for her.

My calves were still rubbing against the legs under the table, which made me wonder for a moment. I even wanted to look down and see who was rubbing my calves under the table.

I almost drank wine and it was too late, so we all spent the night at my mom's house.

My dream is my husband and I, one in the bedroom, one in Uncle Ma, and one in my mother. At that time, I thought about it, except for absurdity and uncontrollable dreams, there is no reason to say.

I would have a headache at night if I drink too much, and I would have a urge to urinate when I wake up in the middle of the night. I would like to drink water if I had dry mouth. In the middle of the night, I woke up and shaking my dizzy head, then got out of bed and went out to the bathroom in a swaying manner.

The moonlight outside the window is still bright, and you can see clearly when you spill in from the window without turning on the light.

I yawned and walked towards the toilet step by step. I suddenly stopped when I pressed the door handle to open the door. And I immediately woke up a little, my eyes flashed brightly, and I became sleepless.

When I heard the sound in the bathroom, I felt my mind be confused. I immediately covered my mouth and took a few steps back. I stared at the toilet door blankly and couldn't believe everything I heard.

The woman's breathing kept coming from inside, even with a slight humming sound.

As a woman, I'm so familiar with what these sounds are.

But what's going on now?

My mother and I are women at home. Now I can tell who it is without guessing.

My mom?

I felt ups and downs. My dad left, and my mother was left at home as a woman for several years.

But in my dream, Uncle Ma and my mother probably didn’t know each other, but this was the plot that appeared in the dream at that time.

My mother's low breath in the bathroom made me stunned for a moment.

Could it be that she couldn't control herself at night, so she secretly solved herself in the bathroom?

Is it because my mother has been alone for too long in the past few years that she is too lonely?

I listened in a daze to the movement inside, and then I realized that I was biting my lips hard.

I even wondered if my mother would find another man to live a life in the future, after all, she is alone now.

How can a woman live alone?

I have a deep understanding of this.

When I just decided to find a companion for my mother in my heart, I suddenly heard a sound, and suddenly felt my head full of tears. The sound of the unique buttocks being hit was so obvious, which means that my mother is the only one in the bathroom now.

Xiangyun, why is it still so tight? I'm going to ejaculate.

I was shocked, and the sound almost made me fall to the ground.

This sound is the man's voice, and I am so familiar with the owner of this sound.

That's right, it's Uncle Ma.

I was shocked at first because my mother made that sound in the bathroom in the middle of the night. I thought I was doing it myself, but now I was really stunned. My eyes were staring at the toilet door, but I didn't expect that the old man, Uncle Ma, was inside.

The two of them were whispering, saying those explicit and exciting words, and the sound of each collision was so clear that I could hear it clearly, but I couldn't believe it in my heart.

Uncle Ma had never seen my mother in my dream, but he thought he was actually having sex.

The sound inside clearly expresses everything.

I couldn't tell what it felt like in my heart, but I just felt that my eyes were beginning to be filled with mist. Now I really wanted to go in and ask Uncle Ma why.

Is he not satisfied even if he has me?

Is it because my figure is not sexy enough or not beautiful enough?

Or am I not sexy enough to satisfy him?

Why don’t even let my mother go now?

At this time, the two of them started to breathe in a hurry, and they all seemed to burst out.

It took a while before my mother's voice came out, Brother Ma, don't you blame me?