Chapter 12

Li Rouqian was waiting for this day. Her husband was still lying in the hospital, and her son Lu Zirong came back. When she received the call, her heart trembled. The words she said on the phone made her blush when she remembered it. She didn't expect that her son would actually use that method to convey information to her.

Mom, I'm back.you?

Li Rouqian looked in the ward. Her daughter Lu Zi Yàn was taking care of her father. She didn't notice it at all, so she covered her earpiece and walked out quickly.

I'm in the hospital, son, are you back?Her voice was soft, revealing a sense of pampering and joy.

Come back, mom.I'm taking a shower.The son's tone was full of disrespect.

oh.When Li Rouqian heard this, she knew her son's intention to say this. Since she heard her son say those words to her on the phone, she understood that once her son came back, she would lose her virginity with him.

Although this is something I always dream of, it is uneasy to come.

She looked around, but fortunately her daughter didn't follow her.

You have no conscience, you should wash it clean. You have worked so many women outside, how do you explain to your mother?

Mom, are you listening?Lu Zirong had actually come back long ago. After playing with Li Rou, he came up with the first confrontation with his mother.

He called his mother only after the plan was implemented.

In, listening.Li Rouqian's voice was a little trembling. She knew that her son was taking a shower and washed his body.

Your dad is in the hospital.She didn't want to tell him this, but she couldn't help it when she spoke.

What's wrong with my dad?Soft.Lu Zirong said flirtatiously.

When Li Rouqian heard this, she felt a slurry all over, and a stream of liquid was left below.

Her eyes were wet after screaming again.

Rourou, come back first.Lu Zirong lay in the bathtub and said to the microphone that he didn't care about his father at all now.

Well, mom will go back soon, and you are waiting for mom to rub your back.Li Rouqian could hardly control herself, and said softly.

Well, mom, I'll wait for you, hurry up, why don't I wait for you in the bed? He listened to the movement in the listener and knew his mother's mood at this moment. Rourou, my son will wash it in a while and wait for you in bed.He deliberately stirred up the sound of water.

Li Rouqian's shy heart beat like a thriller, "I'm dead, I'm not serious."She was coquettishly afraid that others would hear it.

Wash your place.

Haha, my soft mom.I'll wash it clean.Lu Zirong lay there in a state of great joy, looking at the big mirror just installed on the ceiling.

Then I'll hang up.Li Rouqian was still unsatisfied for a while and was a little reluctant to leave.

Mom, you hung up. Lu Zirong wanted to say something, but he heard a tick sound from the phone.

Li Rouqian came back with her daughter Lu ZiYàn. She could not face a scene where her mother and daughter had an affair with her son at the same time. Although her daughter had already discussed it with her before, she still couldn't hide the face of being a mother.

She wanted to see her son in the bathroom and designed various details along the way, but what she didn't expect was that Lu Zirong didn't follow her ideas at all.

When she passed by the bathroom, she heard Lu Zirong scream, Rourou, come in.

It turned out that his son had been waiting for her on her big bed, and he was waiting for her on her mother's bed.

Li Rouqian couldn't help but slow down. It turned out that the details designed were no longer useful. She didn't know how to face her son's first time. Just when she was hesitating, Lu Zirong came to her, mom, my softness.He hugged her, and she was so embarrassed that she shrank her head into his arms and did not dare to open her eyes, so she let her son carry him into the bedroom.

Li Rouqian was surrounded by her son's generous arms, and she didn't know how to put her hands in place. Your father, he and your sister were in the hospital.She had to mention this again to hide her uneasiness.

Rourou, what's wrong with Daqing?Lu Zirong said this completely and changed his tone. He no longer avoided his father's name, but directly called him Daqing.

Daqing, Daqing's old habit has been dealt with again.Li Rouqian said in his son's tone.

Is he impotence again?Lu Zirong looked into his mother's eyes frivolously.

Nonsense!Li Rouqian was hugged by her son, and after hearing her son's words, her heart was beating.

What am I talking nonsense?He teased his biological mother, Rourou, he was guarding the empty room again, right?

Li Rouqian sighed, "Don't you know whether to defend or not?"The tone was full of sorrow.

Lu Zirong looked at his mother's delicate and pity eyebrows and his mouth slowly lowered.

Li Rouqian quickly separated her hands in the middle. She didn't want her son to do that at this time.

Lu Zirong looked at his mother's expression of wanting to go but stopping, but he didn't force it and gently stroked his mouth on his arm.

How do I know?My dear mother.

You are bad!Unexpectedly, when my mother heard this, she raised her hand and hit him gently.

The beating made Lu Zirong distracted and wished he could kiss him immediately.

He grabbed his mother's hand that hit him and placed it on his lips. How did his son know about his mother's boudoir affairs?

snort!If you don't know, you know your sister's.My mother was obviously jealous.

Lu Zirong was speechless and looked at his mother silently. He knew that he and his sister had already known everything about her. But because of her mother's identity, she was reluctant to do whatever she wanted.

Rourou, I know Daqing can't speak this, and his mother suddenly covered his mouth.

The mother and son were in a stalemate, feeling each other's friendship silently.

Don't mention him, okay?At this time, in this environment, the mother and son repeatedly mentioned their father, which made Li Rouqian, as his wife, always feel knotted.

But I know that I have been wronged over the years.After Lu Zirong moved his mother's mouth to cover him, the mother's hand that she felt did not move away, but rubbed down the corner of his mouth.

Li Rouqian took a deep breath, as long as you understand your mother.

Rourou, Daqing is really not good at it?

Um.Li Rouqian nodded.

So soft, Lu Zirong shouted, held his hand on his mother's buttocks and pressed his fingers on his mother's crotch.

He knew that in recent years, although his mother, as a woman, had enjoyed wealth and wealth, she was neglected in her boudoir affairs.

At first, Li Rouqian felt her son touching intentionally or unintentionally, and her eyebrows and eyes were unconsciously inspired.

Mom, my dear mom, my son has made you suffer.Lu Zirong shouted and walked into the bedroom.

When she walked into the spacious bedroom door, Li Rouqian's heart couldn't help but beat wildly. She knew that as soon as she entered, her wish for many years would come true, and what she had been thinking about day and night would be realized; but in surprise.

Also full of worry, as a mother, she really wants to do that couple's business with her son?

From her son's tone, she felt that he no longer regarded himself as a mother. So why was he still looking for a woman outside and asking that woman to call him a bitch?

well!

Since ancient times, what about men who have no three families and four concubines?

It is inevitable that my son has a woman outside. He said that he just wanted to pass the code of message to his mother through the woman's mouth?

Thinking of this, a sense of joy came from Li Rouqian's heart.

But what do you think of yourself as your son?

He already has a wife and has something to do with his daughter. Is she considered her son's concubine?

Thinking of this, my face turned red unconsciously.

I haven't done that with my son yet, but I think about my identity.

Alas, no matter what he is, he is his mother and his biological mother. He can't have sex with his biological mother, right?

Lu Zirong closed the door, looked at the mother in her arms, and walked happily to the bed.

Rong'er, from now on, my mother will depend on you.Somehow, Li Rouqian said this to her son, and she looked like a woman who committed herself to serving her husband and faced her husband with frivolousness and seeking identity.

Mom, Daqing is inhumane, my son will compensate you from now on.

You are bad!It's all this time, are you still calling me mom?

Lu Zirong was stunned. If I don’t call you mom, what’s the name?

Li Rouqian hid her head in his arms, I, I don't know.

Stupid Rourou, when Lu Zirong put his mother on the bed, he climbed up with him. Then I won’t call you mom, do you miss me?Soft.He looked into his mother's eyes and pressed his fingers against his sexy lips.

You are my bitch, and Li Rouqian is Lu Zirong's bitch.

You bully your mother, prostitution women outside, and Li Rouqian grinned and wanted to cry. The scene that day really made her unable to bear it.

While flirting with his son, the bitch cursed: Li Rouqian, you are Lu Zirong's bitch.

Lu Zirong looked at his mother and hugged her in his arms. His mother's long hair was scattered on the bed, covering his arms.

Mom and son can't stand it outside.He knew that his mother said that, and you were not around.

I won't come anymore, you bully mom.Li Rouqian was lying in her son's arms and felt a solid mind.

After hearing this, Lu Zirong stood up suddenly.

Looking at his mother's weak look, he hugged her rudely. Before Li Rouqian could see him, his mouth invaded him fiercely.

You are bad!Li Rouqian beat her son's back and was kissed firmly.

My dear mother, my son can't stand it anymore.He inserted his big hands into his mother's legs, feeling the softness.

From the buttocks to the front end, they were finally pressed on the vague crack of my mother.

You, you want to suffocate me to death.Li Rouqian struggled out and looked at her son shyly, not daring to look up.

Lu Zirong looked at the mother in front of him, thinking about the last few days that he had been thinking about the final outcome. Now his mother is by his side, under his body, and remembering the noun steamed mother-in-law he learned when he was in school, and he actually steamed the mother-in-law girl. He really wanted to steam his mother.

Rourou, don’t you want me to come back soon?I'm back, what do you want?He raised his mother's chin and asked her to look at him. Li Rouqian was treated in this way by her son. She wanted to retract but couldn't, so she simply looked directly at her son.

Lu Zirong teased the corner of his mother's slightly raised mouth with her fingers.

Li Rouqian felt the happiness of thinking day and night.

Yes, her hand reached into the thing that Lu Zirong pressed against her butt, and she held it all at once, asking for your cock.After saying that, his face turned red like a piece of red cloth.

Lu Zirong didn't expect that his mother, who was usually dignified and skillful, would say such rude words, and he suddenly became excited.

At the same time, the hand pressed in through the cloth seam.

Mom, this is what you said, my son will leave it to you.He said, lowered his head and kissed her, looking at his mother hotly.

I want to be outside my heart, and my pussy is in the jade pot.Lu Zirong recited casually, and he knew that his mother liked poems in particular, and even at this time, she often recited them.

You know your love and love, but you will leave your heart in it. Li Rouqian can read it casually.

The gentle man is already known to the heart of the heart. What about the next sentence?Holding my mother's hand, rubbing her feelings about her magnanimity.

In the next sentence, I want my husband to say it.She unconsciously placed herself on the side of her son's pillow, which was clearly a pillow mat, but at this time, she couldn't even realize it herself.

Lu Zirong played with his mother as he pleased. Although he had touched the shape of his vagina, he had already touched the shape of his vagina, which was neither big nor small, and was a corner larger than his sister Yàn's steamed bun pussy.

He said in a simple way, his heart is thrown outside his vagina; his tenderness and sweetness are felt, and the mother flower blooms under the jade pot.

Ah, you little beast, do you really want your mother to be your concubine?Although she said this, she showed her mother's identity, she was actually complacent in her heart.

The moonlight is shining, the body is shining, and there is nowhere to let go of spring. I miss the jade man in my heart. I am so sad, I can't let go of that gun. Although I am old, my heart is in my son's body, and my dream is in the joyful scene. When will the sun be blazing?Mom, my son has put this gun here.Lu Zirong remembered that the day when his sister was muttering a peeking diary in front of her mother, and naturally fiddled with the gun under her body, but she had not yet exposed it to her mother.

Ah, you deserve to die!Where did you put your mother's face?Li Rouqian's son remembered clearly when he heard it. He was happy for a moment, but he couldn't let go of it no matter what.

Looking at the legs of the tent that my son deliberately raised up, he was also distracted for a while, but due to his identity, he still couldn't tear his face away.

Yànzi knows that Rourou, you want to be a bitch and set up a archway.As he said, he added some force on his hands, and his underwear suddenly penetrated into his mother's deep body, causing Li Rouqian to tremble all over, and a stream of white slurry emerged from his body.

He couldn't help but snorted in his nose.

You are bad!My body was soft and seemed to be about to stick to it.

Lu Zirong's finger had already penetrated half. From his mother's eyes, he could see that he loved and hated him. His hand went in a little more. Li Rouqian felt the pain of being rubbed inside, so she frowned, and there was a hint of stopping in her eyebrows.

Lu Zirong knew that his mother would not feel good like this, but as a man, he was used to flirting with women. Even his mother could not help but use that romantic method. He bent his fingers and picked them out from the slit of his mother's upper lip, just wiping his mother's clitoris. Although it was just a glance, it was enough to make Li Rouqian feel unprecedented trembling.

To die!She tried hard to pinch her legs, holding back the pleasure that was humming out of her nose, but she still didn't completely hide it. Although she only had such a low sound, it sounded like thunder in her son's ears. After all, this was teased by her son.

He slowly took it out of his mother, climbed up his waist with his hands, and used his fingertips to pick out his mother's elastic belt, and crawled in little by little.

Mom, do you still remember that poem by Su Shi?Climbing over my mother's high mons pubic pubicity, a strand of pubic hair was already sandwiched between her fingers. Lu Zirong rubbed it gently and looked at her mother's eyes.

At this time, Li Rouqian did not refuse. She was worried that her excessive reserve would scare her son away.

But what kind of person is Lu Zirong? In front of women, he is the master of the Yellow River who is undead.

Which poem do you want from him?Li Rouqian felt her son's hand rolling on her mons pubic pubic, and she was finely twisting her curled pubic hair, which made her wish she could stretch her hands down and cover her in the deadly place.

But this is her own son. No matter how much she thinks, she will not tell her that her mother wants him and wants him to join her.

Looking at her son's eager anticipation expression, she knew that her son wanted to distort the ancient poems, but she didn't know which poem by Su Shi was more suitable at this time. She didn't expect that she had quite accomplished in poetry in recent years, which made her son also influenced her.

Looking horizontally, it was a mountain that was a peak. Lu Zirong patrols his mother's body and chants word by word, wanting his mother to experience the meaning of this. Li Rouqian certainly knew the meaning of his son's poem at this time, which was to implicit the mother's high breasts, plump buttocks and deep grooves. This little beast was a veteran of women after all, and he certainly knew everything contained in his mother's posture.

The distance is different, and the mother and son recite at the same time, but Li Rouqian and Lu Zirong read it only one word apart.

Li Rouqian read it according to the original poem. She thought that the poem was quite romantic here. No matter how you say it, her figure was full and charming. The convex ones that should be convex and concave ones that should be concave, but without the finishing touch, it makes people feel that the charm is insufficient; while Lu Zirong read it, the height and the taste are different. Li Rouqian was stunned, but after savoring it carefully, she understood the meaning of the change of the word "son". The mother described it on the surface, while the son contained the connotation of a woman. Looking at women from a distance, it was naturally unique, but the high and bulging were not only visually but also from the feeling.

As the saying goes, women should see both distance and play. From a distance, they should see the beauty of a woman. Playing is to play with every body of a woman. Through the changes of this poem, Lu Zirong saw their own scenery from his mother's mature body and expressed his desire, that is, he should play every body of his mother, from galloping, crossing, lying down, and all the way to back-to-back, each posture will naturally have a unique world. As a son of man, he can taste the joy of steaming mother.

This is exactly what changes the true meaning of this word.

Li Rouqian, who is beautiful in Magnolia, naturally understood this point. As the saying goes, the orangutan is polite and has a sense of harmony. When she was experiencing the beauty of it, she listened to her son continue to recite: I don’t know my mother’s true face.

Li Rouqian suddenly felt inspiration and said to her son: It’s just because she is in her pussy’s heart.

After saying that, he smiled awkwardly, but it was particularly touching in his son's eyes. Lu Zirong was like a soul being hooked, almost even his bones were slim. He didn't expect that his mother, the half-old Xu lady, was still so interesting. This scene can only be enjoyed in the joy of the crowd, but today his mother let him experience it again, and half of his body was numb.

Rourou, my mother, my son went into your pussy.As he said that, he leaned over and hugged Li Rouqian.

Li Rouqian was a little embarrassed by her son's eyes. Rong'er, you are a bad guy, you know that you are prostituting those women who are not compatible outside.She rubbed her son's long thing and sighed a long time.

Lu Zirong was confused by his mother's tenderness. He put his hands away, inserted it from his mother's waist, and touched the tall and bulging mons pubis.

Rourou, you are not by your side, my son misses you, he kissed her, missed you, he wanted to continue talking, but his mother covered his mouth.

Don't talk nonsense!Li Rouqian looked at her son angrily, "Mom will be by your side from now on, and you will be there whenever you think about it."

Sweet, my kindness.Lu Zirong moved his mother's butt to the front and took off her.

Li Rouqian sighed and felt her son's eyes staring there lewdly.

Rong'er, are you sincere?

Mom, my dear mom, are your son and you still fake?The dreams over the years have made Lu Zirong greedily smell the breath of his mother. The obscene instruments are long spread between his legs. He has seen so many women's things. The first time he has seen his mother in his life, Lu Zirong couldn't help but stretch out his hand to caress her.

If you are sincere?Why do you still always look for women outside?Her son's big hand had already touched her high mons pubis. She didn't know if it was out of her son's sincerity or like he was playing with a woman outside.

Mom, Lu Zirong happily hid into the crack from the messy pubic hair.

If my son hasn't been looking for him outside over the years, why didn't you keep me many years ago?

Don’t you dare?Mother cannot get rid of the world.Li Rouqian said quietly, and she perched on her son's face.

Grou, give it to me.Give it to your son.He said, lowered his head, pulled his mother's butt towards him, and took his mouth full of his mouth.

Ah Li Rouqian was regained by her son's wild and stimulating aura.

Rourou, his son will no longer be accustomed to a job outside in the future. He took his mother's labia in his mouth, then leaned in with the tip of his tongue, and raped Li Rouqian.

My son will prostitute you in the future.

I'll give you a sex trip, but don't forget your mother when you meet your sister in the future.

Lu Zirong knew that his mother was jealous, so he moved his butt to look for his mother's equipment.

I can't forget it, I passed through my mother's vagina and grabbed my clitoris.

Ah Rong'er, Rong'er.Li Rouqian's butt was moving rapidly, don't, mom can't stand it.

Lu Zirong looked at his mother's lustful attitude greedily. He knew that from now on, his mother would surrender to her own crotch and be her own woman.

Your son just can't stand it.He admired provocatively.

You are bad, your son, and even your mother is up.

Lu Zirong bit his mother's pussy, "Mom, don't you just like being attacked by your son?"Aren’t the diaries you wrote all my longing for my son?I long for your entry, I long for your heart to belong to me, the world is in my palm, I am in your palm, I long for me to return to your eternal hometown, I long for you to return to my full heart, Mom dreamed of you to be your new mother and to be your guest of the pillow. As long as you have the firmness of your next life, it is my joy, your masculinity, the waves of my life

you?I ignore you.You and your sister bully your mother together.Li Rouqian was so embarrassed that she was so angry that she didn't expect that her son would see all the secrets in her heart, and she wanted to get into the crack in the ground for a moment.

Don’t you think about it every day?Miss my dick?When he said this, he suddenly remembered something, "How is my father's illness?"

He is in the hospital.When Li Rouqian heard her son mention her husband at this time, she felt strange in her psychology. Do you still care about him?Her eyes signaled to her son, and Lu Zirong quickly kissed her mother's mouth. The two of them were playing with their own genitals and lingering on the bed.

It’s not about caring, mom, my son wants him to hold his mother’s tongue in her mouth.

I thought that if he had left one day earlier, the women in this family would belong to his son.

Isn’t mom yours already?

But I'm not calm yet, I want to turn you into my complete woman.

Mom is.

Rou'er, call me.Li Rouqian clinged to her son, and the huge suction cup was played with by her son. She understood what her son wanted her to call her and was moved in shame. She knew that after calling her, her son would never regard her as a mother again.

Rong'er, my man.

Lu Zirong never thought that his mother would call me like this, man, I am her man, my mother's man.

Mom, my real mother.

He hugged her body, his eyes facing her, and the taboo pleasure stimulated him and made him forget all worldly and ethical.

From now on, you will be my woman, mom. I said that I will go to the women my dad has been with. I will go to you tonight, my real mother.

After saying that, the two of them hugged lingering again.

That girl is as careful as a needle, it's good.

Lu Zirong knew that his mother was worried about it. While untiing his mother's belt, his hand slid down from his mother's warm navel, and asked softly, "What do you think?"

Dead man, what do you ask me for?She quickly captured her son's huge penis from below.

I want my mother to tell me.Tell your man.

Li Rouqian thought for a while and said, do you like more mothers or sisters?

Of course, my mother is the flesh on my mother's body.Lu Zirong entered that warm passage again.

loquacious!If you still like your sister, you still want her, and your mother won’t argue with her.Li Rouqian said tolerantly that she knew that her son would not give up on her daughter.

My dear mother, it’s really my dear mother. My son must have you built a big house.

His cock was high and glaring at everything about his mother.

Li Rouqian closed her eyes lovingly and chanted gently:

Walking towards the clitoris and dark clouds, the mother and son love each other every day.

The soft voices and whispers can't stop crying, and the light thrust has passed the incest mountain.