Childhood + quiet Liaohe - Chapter 71:
“Ah — yo, ah — yo, ah — yo, son, what are you doing to your mother like this?”
Mother grinned bitterly and covered her urine with her hands as hard as she could.
I stirred my mother’s meat hole with sausage and pushed my mother’s palm. At the same time, I asked my mother with a gloomy face: “Mom, don’t do to others what you don’t want. Since you know laopu’s bad virtue, you don’t like him and don’t want to marry him. That’s all. But why do you lead the disaster to my beloved Dumu teacher?”
but the mother replied indifferently: “son, Korean men are all that bad virtue, big and pretentious, just like how great and capable they are. In fact, it’s nothing! In any case, they are all Korean people, and it is difficult for them to find partners among them. They have very little choice. What’s good or bad? They just make do with each other and live together! ”
“Mom, don’t kill a lot of people with one stick. Are Korean men really like what you said? Besides, you let my Dumu teacher make do with it, but why don’t you make do with Lao Pu?”
After that, I picked up my glass and took a gulp. Then, I took out the sausage full of mother’s secretion and chewed it.
The mother groaned and rubbed with her bare hands the painful hole in the intestines: “son, you are cruel. Do you love Dumu teacher, but don’t you love mom?”
“Mom, to be honest with you,”
I said frankly: “Mom, normally, I only love your plump body, white skin and beautiful appearance
“Son, eh –”
when mother heard the speech, she burst out a series of sad tears, and then she began to cry bitterly: “son, EH – what’s wrong with mother? What’s wrong with mother? Mother doesn’t have teacher Dumu!”
I suddenly asked the bottom of the story: “Mom, does dad know about Lao Pu’s pursuit of you
“Of course I know.”
my mother wiped her bitter tears: “however, your father was not proud of me. Lao Pu chased me, and I chased your father. At that time, everyone knew about this matter, and it was lively!”
“Hey, mom, I didn’t expect that you still have such a romance!”
his mother sat up and said, “don’t mention these troubles, son. Lao Pu is a very good man now. He is not only an official, but also a general manager of a large company. I can’t help it. For you, my son, my mother has the cheek to ask others. Alas, he begged me in the past. Now, the wind has turned. Now, son, it’s the mother who begs Lao Pu
With that, the mother, who had always been moody, stopped sniveling and began to smile with pride. However, tears still flashed in her eyes: “son, during this period of time, my mother almost runs to Dumu’s house every day. Whenever she comes to her home, as soon as you are mentioned, your Dumu teacher will tell her mother that she will marry her only daughter, blue flower, to you, son, and your life It’s so good. Lanhua is not only beautiful, but also has a powerful father and son. If you really marry Lanhua, you will have all kinds of houses and money in the future. I have already discussed with Dumu. Son, in a few days, my mother will lead you to a blind date and a meeting with your family. ”
when I heard my mother’s story, I immediately piled up livestock like laughter on my face: “Hey, this is really exciting. I fucked Mr. Dumu. Now, I want to fuck her daughter, ah, fun, fun!”
“Son son –”
my mother put her arm around my neck and said, “don’t talk nonsense, son. You and Mr. Dumu’s affairs should be regarded as children’s ignorance and mischief, son. In the future, you must make a clean break. Do you hear me. Son, you must remember his mother’s words. After you go to work in the office, you must protect Lao PU. I know Lao Pu best. He is a rude man and has no heart. It’s better to deal with it. Son, he’s so busy and happy that you won’t suffer any loss! Oh, by the way, when your mother takes you on a blind date, when you see Lao Pu, you call him uncle, remember
“Mom, Lao Pu is neither your brother nor your brother. Why should I call him uncle?”
my mother immediately showed a snobbish look: “laopu, he is useful to me now, and now my mother has asked him. In order to get close to him, the appellation of laopu is from the mother’s side. Only in this way can the son look very close. Son, remember to call laopu uncle. Hehe, although this Korean uncle has no family, he is a hundred times better than your uncle! Well, your uncle is nothing. If mother had such a brother as Lao Pu, she would have a good look
Well, looking at my snobbish mother in front of me, I murmured bitterly in my heart: my mother, in those days, Lao Pu couldn’t afford to marry someone else. Now that Lao Pu is an official, has power in his hands, has a big house, and has a huge amount of savings, you will be shamelessly flattering and flattering others, even in this way of marriage, in vain to possess Other people’s mansion and a lot of property!
My mother yo, you really, alas, my mother, let my son say you what is good?
my mother sincerely warned me, “in the future, when you see Mr. Dumu again, you must control yourself. You can’t wink with Mr. Dumu in front of Lao Pu, let alone fool around. Son, Lao Pu is a rough hearted man, but once you let him know something about you and Dumu, he dares to kill you. Son, his mother is not threatening you. Laopu can do it. If you don’t kill you, you will be disabled. Son, remember mother’s words, for the sake of life safety, in order to occupy Lao Pu’s big house and money as soon as possible, you and Mr. Dumu must be completely separated! Son
I swallowed another mouthful of white wine. By the nature of the wine, I defied my mother’s warning in a provocative tone: “break, easy to say, my feelings with Mr. Dumu are different. It’s not cold in a day. Can you say that you can break it! Mom, I can’t break up with Mr. Dumu. I’ll take Mr. Dumu home and have sex with my mother
mother angrily asked, “to break, to break, must break,”
mother firmly said: “must be broken, must be broken, hum – feelings, feelings, what are feelings, that are virtual, false, can not be touched, invisible things, are those film directors used to coax children Trick, mother doesn’t believe in feelings. Son, only money and house are real benefits. Everything else is false and meaningless. Son
I clapped down my glass, put my arms around my mother’s body, and fondled my mother’s snow-white buttocks: “yes, yes, my mother is right. All feelings and feelings are virtual and fake. Haha, only the mother’s buttocks are real and beneficial. Hehe
I peeled off my mother’s thighs and lowered my head. As soon as the tip of my tongue touched my mother’s thin and tender meat, my mother groaned excitedly, and the watery urine cheerfully lifted up. The wet love liquid selflessly smeared on my face, “Oh, oh, oh, my dear son, my mother is so comfortable to lick.” Oh, my dear son, it’s so comfortable to lick my mother! Ah – yo
My thick tongue will be my mother long depressed in the heart of the exuberant love, bar Jiba Ji to stir out, the mother’s high spirited wriggling flesh charming waist, hands licentiously pulling thin pieces of meat, two thighs trembling disorderly, lovely white buttocks as far as possible up the Jue, pattern dense, around the hairy little asshole in my jaw tease like bulging The temptation made me move my face down unconsciously and look at my mother’s lovely little asshole. I opened my big mouth full of wine gas and sucked it tightly. At the same time, the tip of my tongue tried to suck it up.
“Ah ah ah ah”
Mother hummed like crazy, hands continue to pull two pieces of thin meat, because excited, excited, because comfortable, a stream of thick love liquid, from the mother’s hole Mi Mi Mi flow out, along the seam, slowly overflowing to the pattern of the asshole.
I loosened my big mouth, dipped my mother’s love liquid, and carefully smeared it on my mother’s Chrysanthemum hole. Then I grabbed the wine bottle and drank wildly. However, I didn’t swallow all the strong liquor into my stomach. I deliberately left a little alcohol. When I stretched out my tongue, mixed with my mother’s love liquid, I smeared it on my mother’s Chrysanthemum hole. My mother’s white buttocks suddenly trembled: “son What a stain! What a stain
my fingertips gently touched my mother’s Chrysanthemum hole. My mother was surprised to stop moaning and raised her head in fear: “son, son, you, want, do, do, want, pick mom’s asshole?”
I nodded. As I spoke, my finger had reached into the small part, and murmured the alcohol on my mother’s smooth and swollen intestinal wall. My mother was panicked and yelled: “Oh, that’s not right, son. My mother’s asshole is defecate. How can you pick it when you say it? Quick, quick, son, take your finger out, Mom’s The asshole is bloated, and the liquor stains
For the mother’s incessant murmur, I turned a deaf ear, still go my own way to dig mother’s Chrysanthemum hole, “Mom, the asshole can not only defecate, but also do it, mom, I’ll give you loose asshole, a moment, hold up, it’s convenient!”
“Shi — Mo –”
my mother looked at me with trembling and trembling, and her face was full of sweat: “son, fuck your mother’s asshole. You can think of it. How can you do it?”
“Hey, mom, the mouth is used to eat, but the mother’s mouth, the son also fucked it, since both the mouth of eating can do, why can’t the asshole of stool be fucked? Mom, has dad fucked your asshole?”
my mother shook her head uneasily: “it’s so terrible, asshole, it’ll hurt to death!”
when I heard my mother’s words, I took out my fingers full of mother’s love liquid and strong alcohol, put them in my mouth, and licked them recklessly. Then, I jumped out of bed and stood by the edge of the bed with my bare body, and pressed my hands on my mother’s thighs, which she was trying to put together. The stiff and blue veins of chickens pointed at the chrysanthemum hole slightly opened by my mother: “Mom, Has dad really never fucked mom’s ass? ”
“No, son, can mom lie to you, son, mom, please, don’t fuck mom’s ass, mom will die of pain!”
“Mom, Dad hasn’t fucked. What about others? I haven’t fucked!”
I have red chicken head in my mother’s Chrysanthemum hole, one side of the foul language, while tentatively grinding.
Mother shook her dishevelled head with shame: “son, mother, in this life, except your father and you, you have never contacted any other man. Really, son, mother, swear to God!”
I put the chicken’s head into the chrysanthemum hole of my mother. My mother grinned painfully and still begged, but I ignored it. My buttocks pushed forward with force. With a sound of wheezing, the thick chicken entered into the chrysanthemum hole of my mother. Mother’s face, which was seriously distorted by fear, immediately exuded bean like sweat Zhu, head back to despair: “ah – ah, pain, death, I, I,…”
my chicken was deeply immersed in my mother’s Chrysanthemum hole, and suddenly felt the tightness and swelling that I had never felt before. While excited, I pulled it with teeth clenched teeth. The chicken retreated slowly and Chi Chi Chi came out from the tight chrysanthemum hole of mother. The dark red chicken head happily shook the crystal clear and shining cerebellar pouch melon, “Mom’s The asshole is so tight, mom, my son didn’t get his mother’s first night. Today, mother will use your asshole to compensate for your love for your son. Mom, the son has the right of his mother’s asshole for the first night. Ha — for the first time of mother’s asshole, let the son’s chicken get on first! ”
After that, my chicken puffed and swaggered into my mother’s Chrysanthemum hole again. While I relived the lubrication and tightness that made me intoxicated, I kept staring at my mother’s Chrysanthemum hole, enjoying my own chickens and thrusting mother’s maiden chrysanthemum hole one by one: “the first time for mom’s asshole, for my son, mom, please remember this unforgettable It’s a moment, mom. How about it? My son’s asshole. Is it comfortable? ”
“No, no, not comfortable!”
Mother cried and mourned nearly deformed face: “uncomfortable, not comfortable at all, son, good pain!”
“Oh, mom, what a pain, tell me!”
I am still full of contradictory revenge mentality, looking at the miserable mother happily.
The mother almost cried and said, “son, every time your cock sticks into mom’s asshole, it’s like a big stick. It’s like a stick on my mother’s heart. Oh, son, please forgive your mother. Mother really hurts!”
while I continued to poke my mother’s Chrysanthemum hole, I comforted: “Mom, don’t be afraid, just do it for a while!”
“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah”
her mother raised her head in fright and looked at her body timidly. Her body was shivering with cold sweat: “ah, ah, ah, it’s so painful, so swollen!”