Childhood + quiet Liaohe - Chapter 79:
teacher Dumu wrapped my chicken tightly with her lips. In order to stop me from pulling, she stretched out her arms around my buttocks, sucking earnestly and patting my buttocks: “little villain, don’t be naughty, listen to the teacher’s words, don’t move, let the teacher have a good taste, ah, the teacher hasn’t tasted it for many years Well, I think so much, so greedy, my child, don’t move around. Why, you want to use the teacher’s mouth as cunt to do it
“Haha, teacher, mom,”
I finally stopped, and the thick chicken was left in the mouth of Dumu teacher, and she was allowed to taste it at will. One arm of Mr. Dumu still held my buttock egg tightly, and the other hand held my chicken root. My lips quickly sucked, and the tip of my tongue twisted vigorously, and I even smacked it from time to time Smack small mouth: “Za Za ZA, er, the chicken of young people is different from old man, taste wonderful, good ah!”
when I heard the praise of Mr. Dumu, my chicken was elated and stirred in his mouth full of liquid: “Mom, tell me, what’s different?”
Mr. Dumu spits out the chicken that I always feel uneasy about. He licks it gently with the tip of his tongue, and smacks his small mouth sincerely: “older men, like their skin which has been decaying every day, licks up soft and loose, and there is an indescribable rotten smell. Young people are different. Chickens are smooth and hard, and lick It’s very exciting to get up. Ah, the taste is so Sao, so fishy. It looks like the hot cabbage of Korean nationality. It’s so spicy and exciting
with my head down, I feel very funny to see Mr. Dumu smacking and praising like a delicious food, but looking at her infatuated lewdness, I can’t help but pity her.
The middle-aged teacher Dumu is like the setting sun in the afternoon. His red face radiates the warm afterglow of noon fashion. The hot light is excited and disappointed, and slowly goes down to the West reluctantly.
The helpless look, the melancholy emotion, with a helpless attitude towards the past years, with the happy memories of the past, with the fear of aging instinct.
And how similar are these complicated and complicated moods with the complex smell made up of a variety of liquids smeared on my chicken: sour, bitter, sweet, or astringent, or all the flavors are absorbed in the mouth of Mr. Dumu. Can he not have endless aftertaste, imagination and emotion?
Mr. Dumu spits out chicken again, puts it in front of his eyes, looks thoughtfully at it, and fiddles with: “Oh, boy, the teacher is old! In the future, the teacher will never enjoy such a young, powerful and energetic chicken any more
I grasped the wet black hair of Dumu teacher, and sincerely comforted him: “the teacher is not old, the teacher is not old, the teacher is still so young and beautiful, teacher,”
“hehe,” @ @
teacher Dumu grinned bitterly and patted my chicken with the palm of my hand: “don’t say yes, you are good mouth, coax The dead are not worth their lives. Children and blue flowers are going to be grown-up, and they are going to marry you to be their daughter-in-law. You say, how can a teacher not be old? “@ @
” the teacher is not old, the teacher is always young. Don’t be too sad, you should always keep a young heart, in this way, you can always keep your youth
Mr. Dumu nodded in agreement: “if you want to keep a young heart, you must always get along with young people, but, alas,” said Mr. Dumu, suddenly grabbing one of my meatballs, scraping gently, touching his fingertips with compassion, and muttering in great disappointment:“ Oh, how full of meat and eggs! Ah, it must be full of semen, but, these, no longer belong to the teacher, finished. “
” no, teacher, “
as soon as I heard, Mr. Dumu still liked my semen like that, which made me extremely moved. I was so excited when I thought of the exciting scene of pouring semen into the mouth of Mr. Dumu He was ready to insert into the mouth of Mr. Dumu, and began to ejaculate: “teacher, give, give, the child’s semen belongs to the teacher, give, give,”
teacher Dumu frowned, palms covered his lips, and asserted to block my chicken’s way: “child, in a few days, I will be your old mother-in-law, hi, hi, I think it’s ridiculous, Zhang Mother and son-in-law do this! Oh, how shameless
when I heard Mr. Dumu’s words, I didn’t feel any sense of shame, but I felt quite exciting. Ho ho, dear Mr. Dumu, what’s ridiculous and not ridiculous, what students do is even more ridiculous than this!
Mr. Dumu, what you don’t know is that the student is a brute who is keen on incest!
think about the days to come when I finish practicing blue flower and look for opportunities to master Dumu, my livestock like psychology is suddenly satisfied.
It’s a hell of a treat. Although they’re both parents, they have a pair of quite different flesh holes. One is black hair. It’s like a ripe sour grape. It’s smooth and silkless. It’s like a tender white steamed bread that has just come out of the drawer.
Two holes with strong contrast and huge contrast were placed in front of my color eyes. I was happier, more proud, and more proud than the emperor. I held chicken and chicken, inserted blue flower steamed bread, and poked Du Mu’s sour grapes. Haha, it’s really cool. If there is such a day, I’ll be happy to die, if there is one What a day, this life is really no regrets!
Thinking about it, I couldn’t help laughing smugly. The chicken inserted into the teacher’s mouth again and said happily: “what am I afraid of? Teacher, I don’t care about these. Compared with blue flower, I love the teacher more. I want to give all the semen to the teacher!”
Mr. Dumu was about to say something, but my chicken stiffly stood in her throat. She held my cock and kept on yapping and yapping, and she didn’t know what to mutter: “cough –”
Mr. Dumu held my chicken and sucked it with relish, and finally vomited it out: “hum, little villain, of course you are not. We both let you Damn it, my mother and I will be your daughter-in-law, of course you are beautiful. “
” Hey, hey. “
I’m even more proud when I hear Mr. Dumu’s words. Yes, I’m so excited that I can’t stop shivering when I think about it. I poke into Mr. Dumu’s mouth and watch him give me oral sex, while dreaming about his future Come on, we should use some indecent means to coax the mother and mother to bed at the same time. Come on, come on, hee hee What a hell of a kick!
“Ah – ah –”
I put the chicken in teacher Dumu’s mouth, stirring it and fantasizing about it. Mr. Dumu was licking and sucking hard. One hand repeatedly scratched my meat and eggs. Gradually, a strong desire to ejaculate hit my heart, and I could not control myself. Mr. Dumu saw this and opened his small mouth in a hurry “Child, come on, give it to the teacher, give your semen to the teacher quickly!”
“Ah – ah – ah -”
I held the chicken root and roared like a pig. Immediately, the semen rolled out of the jerky chicken head and sprayed it into the mouth of Mr. Dumu. Mr. Dumu happily raised his face and gulped: “Oh – OH – good – many – ah!”
with a plop, I knelt down in the bathtub, hugged Mr. Dumu’s face, and kissing wildly. Unintentionally, I sucked and licked the residual essence of Mr. Dumu’s mouth into my mouth.
I loosened the face of Mr. Dumu, stretched out the tip of my tongue to taste his residual sperm carefully: “Hey, teacher, don’t say, semen, this thing, the taste is really good!”
“Is that right?”
Mr. Dumu greedily licked her red lips. Seeing that I spat out the tip of my tongue and savored my residual essence carefully, Mr. Dumu grinned and stretched out his finger, dipped a little of the residual essence on my chicken’s head, and smeared it on my thick lips: “children, have a good taste, but it’s refreshing!”
I sipped my lips and said, “it’s really fragrant!”
When I first tasted my semen, my view on sex suddenly reversed. In China, a society with deep-rooted traditional concepts, sex is considered obscene, dirty, and even can’t see the sun. Moreover, everything related to sex is concealed and shameless. Most people describe things that are disdainful Unconsciously use some dirty sex related words: fuck, you look like that cunt!
Fuck, look at his cunt!
What the hell is this Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
In people’s traditional concept, cunt is Sao, chicken is smelly, so, secretion is more dirty.
Therefore, oral sex is a substitute for inferior and abnormal.
If anyone dares to give a woman oral sex, they will immediately be ridiculed by the public: Damn, worthless guy, biting cunt.
If anyone patted his chest and told the story of a woman who licked his cock and swallowed his semen, the crowd would praise him sincerely: fuck, you are so fierce, that woman is so cheap!
Today, in the midnight of this summer, just before I accidentally tasted my residual sperm, I think of the teacher Dumu who has just given me oral sex, swallowed my semen obscenely, and so on. I always smile secretly, and I am very proud: what a cheap teacher Dumu, licking my chicken and swallowing me Semen.
However, when I was confused and curious to swallow my own semen, my sexual concept changed completely: Wow – semen is not only extremely precious, but also very clean, it has no smell, some are just refreshing, put it on the tip of the tongue slowly taste up, but also with a trace of cool Na.
Hum, since the essence of food is so beautiful, it’s not something to lick Yin, suck saliva and swallow women’s love liquid.
when I saw my thick lips blazing with infatuation, Mr. Dumu put his arm around my neck and said, “boy, how are you doing? It’s delicious!”
I opened my mouth and sucked the residual semen in Mr. Dumu’s mouth: “teacher, in the future, let’s share the fresh and fresh semen together!”
when Mr. Dumu heard the speech, he was sad again: “no, no, no, you will be my son-in-law right away! If blue flower knew about us, what would she think of the teacher? ”
when I heard the sigh of Dumu teacher, I released her face full of sense of loss, and the mysterious and strange expression of blue flower reappeared in front of my eyes. When I thought of that terrible dream, my premonition was even stronger: at that time, old master Dumu and I had a wild intercourse in front of young blue flowers, which made the love between teachers and students crazy Crazy appearance, must be deeply embedded in the young heart of blue flower, with the growth of age, that terrible shock will become more and more fierce, otherwise, blue flower will not always use that kind of disdain, secret attitude, treat me.
I took Mr. Dumu’s arm and said, “teacher, I don’t know why. Since I saw the blue flower, I have a premonition in her eyes. Has she already known about us?”
teacher Du Mu nodded in agreement: “it is possible, ah, her eyes are really frightening, blue flower, alas,”
as soon as the blue flower is mentioned, teacher Dumu suddenly turns pale and says incoherently: “blue flower, blue flower, ah, blue flower,”
I grabbed Mr. Dumu Palm, puzzled to ask: “teacher, what’s wrong with blue flower?”
teacher Dumu raised her face and did not answer me, but gushed out a string of sour tears. She grabbed the towel and covered her face: “forget it, forget it, don’t mention it, alas!”
looking at the grief stricken teacher Dumu, I also seemed to be infected, blankly chanted: “blue flower, blue flower, blue flower, what’s wrong with blue flower?”
Suddenly, that hellish dream flashed out again in my mind: in the dark living room, on the cold floor, big sauce pieces were naked with black and bear like waist, rough big fingers were savagely digging blue flower bright small meat holes, ugly big chicken was complacently poking the blue flower red cherry small mouth, sending out bursts of licentious, livestock Like a wave of laughter.
Oh, it’s terrible. No, no, it’s impossible, no, it’s impossible. No matter how big the sauce is, no animal will fuck his own daughter.
I slapped my forehead as hard as I could, trying to get the whole picture out of my mind as much as I could, and at the same time, I couldn’t help murmuring: ah, is it true