Chapter 133 Charity Dinner (1)

3days ago Incestuous Novels 8
I got up in a daze early in the morning. The morning erection penis was very high against my trousers. I held the wall behind the toilet with both hands. I sighed. My completely congested penis was extremely swollen and hard. If I went to bed to play with women, it was indeed a good move, but if I wanted to pee when I was congested, it would be stubborn and never let go.

Good morning, brother, please leave it to Zibi.

The sudden soft and sweet baby sound did not surprise me, but I was secretly happy. When I looked down, Zibi was sitting on the toilet, wearing a pink and white sailor suit, playing and cute, holding my distressed penis and holding it in my mouth, wrapped it with my tender little mouth, sucking it as if it was not, slowly seeping into the urethra, and gently rubbing the testicles with my little hands for a gentle massage.

Zibi is so obedient. My brother loves Zibi so much. I have helped a lot. I have helped a lot... I closed my eyes and twitched my lips. I could enjoy such ecstasy service as soon as I opened my eyes in the morning. The little loli was intoxicated. She spit out her glans and tongue and stimulated the urethra with clever pressing and licking techniques. The little hands that pinched the body of the penis loosened and tightened. Suddenly I felt that the urine was about to slowly stretch.

Please forgive me, my elder brother. Sister Ruoruo is about to wake up. Zibi will serve my elder brother as soon as possible.The little fairy smiled and came behind me skillfully. Her little hand gently took off my trousers. I was so excited that I had no intention of stopping me. Suddenly, I felt a circle of the wet tongue around my anus. Suddenly, the little tongue penetrated into my anus. The itchy and savory pleasure appeared outside the sexual organs, which still made me uncomfortable.

The little loli held her big cock with her small tender hands and aimed it at the toilet to stroke it. She buried her little face in my butt, and her tongue moved slowly as she squirmed, making naughty and stirred towards the position of my bet prostate. Oh my God, the most comfortable poisonous dragon drill I enjoyed actually came from the mouth of an eleven-year-old loli, so sore and numb that it was so good that my calves were weak and I wanted to roll my eyes.

The young girl held the glans with difficulty and stroked them quickly. After a while, I bleeded like a sensation. The sound of water hitting the toilet was stirring. She held the wall and slowed down for a while before she stepped on the clouds back to the ground.

The service of the little fairy is like the custom of bubble bathing in Japanese films. It is meticulous, carefully stuffing the big cock back into the underwear, and saluting me respectfully.

The big eyes under the pink bangs are full of spring and softness, as if they give their brother a poisonous dragon drill, and they have a great sense of accomplishment in serving their brother to urinate successfully.

I picked up the little fairy and rubbed her nose intimately on her jade neck. Zibi, you little fairy, I can't live without you.

It's good that my brother is comfortable.The boy blushed and smiled shyly.

There was more than an hour before the group's morning meeting. I made full use of my time and prepared a nutritious breakfast in the kitchen with my hands and feet. The boy wearing a sailor suit wrapped around an apron and helped me with it. Ruoruo was carried by me in the middle of the night. When she finished washing up, she sat ladylikely at the dining table. Zibi had already served the breakfast and placed it respectfully in front of her.

Ruoru, who was not used to others' serving, blushed, and quickly untied Zibi's apron. It was blood thicker than water. Zibi had a natural instinct to Ruoru, but he was shy like a kitten. He didn't dare to get close to him, and did not dare to talk to him actively. He was also flattered by Ruoru's gentle caress. Ruoru's mixed-blooded face had a deep and three-dimensional facial features, and was very cold when he was not serious, which made people feel a sense of distance. Zibi was so shy, and it was normal to walk on thin ice.

Let's start, and we will have a meeting for them later. Today's task is heavy and the time is tight, so we must be lucky.I picked up a fork and put the fried eggs for Zibi and Ruoruo on the plate. It is also a blessing for the world to be spoiled by my sister.

Did Zibi slept well yesterday?I was busy for a day yesterday to clean up the safe house and I was tired.Ruoruo also pampered Zibi and handed the sausage to Zibi.

Sister Ruoruo, Zibi slept very well yesterday, thank you sister Ruoruo.Zibi nodded obediently.

They are all from the Li family, so don’t be so polite.I was about to exchange greetings when the disposable phone on the dining table rang. This disposable phone was specially contacted by Eugene's inside phone. The phone was simply transformed by me, and the signal would be transmitted from the relay station I buried dozens of kilometers away, so there was no need to worry about being tracked.

I picked up my phone to answer, and I waited for the other side to speak without saying a word.

My friend, are you sleeping well at the latest?Eugene's voice was haggard, but she still tried hard to be attentive in a low posture.

I have limited time, let’s talk about a long story short, a policeman came to me last night, right?

Thirty brothers were forced to the national defense camp for breaching public safety. My friends were really imaginary, and the police closed down my two nightclubs.

The businesswoman did not know the hatred of the country, but still sang the back garden flowers across the river.I use Chinese to pretend to be profound.

What's the meaning?

An ancient poem about our country means that others have fired on the front line, and you deserve to be in the back.I smiled and scolded.

I'm just a businessman, you know, my friend, otherwise how could you Bolsheviks like you find me to cooperate with me?

Sorry, the Bolsheviks would not cooperate with class enemies, but just happened to be on a train.I feel like I have made great progress in Russian, and continue to talk freely. If you want to take a ride, you have to prove your value.

I understand that the bad ministry group of the Law Thief is not easy for you to come forward. I understand. I have sorted out the information of the backbone of the New Empire movement overnight. When you use the car, you only need to call me and arrange it yourself. After using the car, you will park on the street or throw it in the mountains without any consideration.Eugene sighed in disgrace. The goods you dealt with were 300 and 200, and I can also let the scavenger clean up as soon as possible...

Stop, what projects can Boss Eugene serve? I know, and I still remember how Ms. Vera asked you to send an envelope?

Remember, I asked someone with clever mind to do it, and I personally supervise it. You can send it to the whole city with a phone call, half an hour or something.

good.In addition, this phone call will most likely be monitored, and the way to contact you in the future is more traditional.

clear.

So we agree?

The opinions are consistent. If you can recommend me again afterwards, you will have a generous gift to thank you.

I don’t want the gift. You are quite interesting. If you hadn’t had a ten thousand characters on your chest, I would have treated you as a friend.I will give you a candy with a stick. Eugene's value can only be used as a source of intelligence in Novosibirsk in the future. It is not a bad thing to open an extra window.

When I hung up the phone, I felt Ruoruo rolling his eyes. The daughter of an internationalist female warrior must have scoffed at the far-right Nazis.

I can't figure it out that Nazi was my mother's informant.I smiled badly. Your von Hohenzollern family was still the backbone of the Nazi SS at that time. They were still feudal emperors after two generations. What capital did you have to say that others were not clean?

This person is not a good person, nor is he a serious crime or a speculator. The extreme right in Novosibirsk is basically supported by Russia, which means that he draws a clear line between the New Empire movement in order to make money and not engage in politics.I gently patted Ruoruo's back of his hand. The enemy's enemies are not friends, and they can also be pulled together to beat the drum. It's an era now, so there is no need to be angry with these crazy strange and strange shapes. If someone came out of the street to clamor for restoration of the Qing Dynasty, you wouldn't be as if you were facing a great enemy.Ruoruo is very eloquent but can't argue me even if he talks about fallacies. After all, he is a fifteen-year-old girl.

After packing up the tableware, other personnel from the intelligence station came to the second floor of the safe house one after another. The study room here was regarded as a briefing room and an intelligence analysis room. Ruoru helped me play the projection, and I simply put my ideas in the bottom of my mind.

Novosibirsk is far away from the frontline and away from the troop army, so naturally there are demons and monsters gathering together.I leaned against the table and wrapped my arms around my chest. Captain Wang from the Army Special Forces listened carefully. I liked serious soldiers without any tricks.

Therefore, our top priority is to ensure the security of intelligence in the rear area. If we rashly perform the tasks ahead, it will only cause us a dilemma.

Team Leader Li, can you tell everyone how to do it?After a day of coming, I was almost moldy when I was bored in the house every day, and my brothers wanted to fuck him with real swords and guns.Captain Ding, led by the Navy Frogman, spoke frivolously, and his whole body shook his legs like ADHD.

No hurry, we will start construction tonight.I waved my hand and the brave and fierce men below the audience were all looking fierce, licking their back teeth and rubbing their palms.