Chapter 32

As soon as I entered the little boy's room, I closed the door, pressed it against my back, and looked at him with burning eyes, but I don't know how to start. I have a lot of experience with women, but for men, although they are very feminine men, for me at that time, it was still a big girl who went to the bridge for the first time.

He was sitting quietly on the bed facing the door, with his hands behind him, expressionless, but his eyes were very strange, as if he knew what I was going to come in for.

I lit a cigarette, took a sip, and then hooked my finger to him and said: Come here

I thought I had a lot of handle in my hand, and I even drew a big cake for him, so I didn't have to talk nonsense to him. I didn't dare to leave the door, for fear that the little widow would come in suddenly

The little boy sat there without moving, but his hands were moving behind him, as if he was holding something and hiding behind his butt.

That day in the hotel bathroom... I was about to use my trump card, and spoke in a low but powerful manner.

I want to participate in the super male voice, can you help me? The little boy didn't ask me to continue talking, interrupting my threat, his tone was a little trembling, but he was very firm.

Of course, it is not difficult to create a provincial and provincial indicator recommended by the government.

This is easy to deal with. Sprinkle the fragrant bait and catch the golden ash.

Since you can't wait to bite the hook, I won't waste my time foreplay. I pulled open the chain of my pants, took out the swollen bait, shook at him and said: Of course, it depends on your performance.

The little boy was not surprised to see me showing him the sword, but just took out his hands from behind. He actually held a wig I bought for him two days ago. He waved at me, and asked me in a terrifying tone but trying to calmly: Do I need to wear this?

I took a big sip of cigarette and said: Put it on, come here quickly

The little boy obviously tried on this wig these days and was very skillful. Because it was summer, he wore a white T-T-S and shorts, which was very neutral, so he immediately became a little girl with fair skin, slender limbs and long hair shawls.

The beauty is much taller than the Green Rose girl, the only regret is that she has no breasts

My cock trembled and swallowed. My mentality immediately changed from molesting a boy to seducing a loli. There was no obstacle or burden

The little boy came over, knelt in front of me, stretched out his little white hand to hold my cock, looked up at me, and asked me in a low voice: Can you really help me?

able!

I am sure again, thinking that children are so realistic nowadays?

It's getting harder to get along

Yes, when I was in school, I was still instilled with collectivism, talking about ideals, dedication, and the four modernizations.

What about now?

Each one is an egoist

Or shouldn't say that, we were all deceived when we were young, and we were not allowed to speak out since we were young, we could not make any requests, we were only obedient.

But when we grow up, no one cares about the four modernizations, I realized before I could participate in the construction of the construction of

Maybe their generation is normal, they know what they want

OK, Qingqing Zijin, my heart can relieve my worries, only eating chicken, no, only deep throat

Since it's a transaction, don't be polite. I pressed the little boy's head and went crazy.

My old bird was not interested in his awkward skills at all. But my god was drugged, and he had a tiger in his heart and had no patience to smell the roses carefully.

When I first came out of Jinghu's house, I called Zhang Slutty to ask her if she wanted me to kill her and dared to drug me. Believe it or not, I passed the content on the USB flash drive to the Internet without coding, making her famous Sister Furong

Zhang said resentfully on the phone, "I just want to serve me quickly and let me enjoy myself, but I just want to give myself aphrodisiacs, but I can't die." He also said that it was a high-end product made by her ex-husband, a secret recipe for the palace. It takes seven days for every time, fuck seven women a day, and fuck at least seventy minutes at a time. It is commonly known as crazy when you see a pussy, and it doesn't hurt your body. It's pure natural formula, very expensive.

She is reluctant to give it to ordinary people

I asked her how many times she had given me?

She said it was a little more than usual, and I asked how much is it?

She said she didn't need it for a long time, and she was afraid that it would expire, so she doubled the amount

I said I can't kill you

Zhang Slut said, that's so beautiful, Ah, let's kill me now, I'm tired of living

In order to let the little boy understand early what the main and necessary price is to be a celebrity, I didn't care about his mercy at all, so I stabbed his mouth as a slutty pussy

I used a few thrusts to say a few preaching words in a relatively normal volume and tone, for example: It is not difficult to learn English Ah, don’t worry about grammar, what is the present time, what is the present time, what is in progress, is memorizing words. When taking the college entrance examination, the grammar account for at most five points. You have to understand the paper first. If you know all the words on the paper, you can take at least 80 points.

Ha, I dropped out of college. Although I was not good at studying, I was clear about it.

The little boy was stabbed by me and was covered in saliva and snot. His face was red and his neck was thick. He even coughed and retching. He begged for mercy with tears in his eyes. I don’t feel sorry for him. Who made you want to be a happy boy? This is the price.

After a few minutes of poking, I felt that it was not satisfactory, because the little boy was inexperienced, and could not adjust the angle of his mouth and throat, and how to adjust his breathing with a piston-like penis in his mouth. Second, his saliva and snot were too much, and he was going to get my pants dirty, and then let the little widow see that the clues were not good.

Just told the little boy to pull up, let his face press against the door, then he pulled his shorts and underwear under his butt, then bit his ear and ordered: Hold on, my uncle will deflower you today, and my uncle will take you as a star

Then he held his cock and pressed his butt groove

The little boy was probably scared by my violent and boldness, and cried and begged me in a low voice: Don't be here, no, please, your little tender butt swayed left and right to avoid my angry cock

I was also on the verge of my head, twisting his butt hard and threatening him: Don't move, otherwise I will fuck you in front of your mother, and then tell you what you are

Of course this is just a threat. I am not that bad or so bold. For the sake of a little boy's asshole, it will not be

It’s just because of experience that you want to fuck you, sometimes threatening is more effective than sweet words, because they also need a reason to convince themselves that danger is more effective than honey.

So, the little boy stopped resisting, obediently pressed his face against the door, and took the initiative to collapse his waist and raise his butt, posing in a very standard fucking position

What I didn't expect was that he even put his hands behind and took the initiative to open his butt

This made me a little unexpected, and I forgot what I should do next

I habitually reached out and slapped this fresh tender butt, and asked curiously: Did you often ask not to fuck you before?

The little boy shook his head and looked at me with resentment and said: This is what Danmei novels are written, and I have also watched that video. I heard that this doesn't hurt that way.

What beauty?

Egg beauty?

Well, at that time, I didn't care about the beauty anymore. I silently said in my heart, thank the Internet, thank the new era, Amen

Then he immediately cut his sword, then stabbed him with a gun, and then there was a beautiful little chrysanthemum, and then the chrysanthemum was broken and injured all over the ground...

I have fucked dozens of women. To be honest, let alone the best, there are not many fine products. Even the average person who can show off is very few. Most of them are the slutty cunts that others play with. I have to coax and deceive and treat the guests to dinner before fucking them.

Because I'm a poor guy

Recently, I was fucked by Huagai and fucked a few more sluts. Some were old and young, and I was queuing up to let me fuck. Some even wanted to marry me, some even offered me money, and some gave me aphrodisiac. However, the most dreamy thing is that now, I was fucking her son's asshole at a woman's house, and this woman was making hand-rolled noodles for me in the kitchen with gratitude.

All this made me trance and made me doubt its authenticity

Although my worldview has long since ejaculated onto a woman or her body, it has long become a mess, but it has also been quite shocked.

If this is the beginning of a pornographic novel, it should be very fascinating.

I didn't have to pinch my thighs hard to verify whether it was in a dream, because the boy's ass sphincter was in the right hoop, my cock was sore

The pressing hoop pressure has never been experienced by me for those who have never fucked the virgin cock, and it also truly reminds me of the authenticity of this matter.

This is the first time I fucked a man's asshole, but I fucked a woman's asshole very much. She is skilled in business and is a veteran. She has done a lot of things like defrauding her asshole. However, she has never poked it so tightly. What's more serious is that I can't do too much action, afraid of disturbing the little widow. Although she is a widow, she should be able to understand the sex, so why would the little boy come?

This is a death-taking. I am really in a dilemma. I am stuck in the cracks. I feel very little pleasure. I am sweating all over my head. I want to pull out the handle, but I can't bear to leave it. I finally got in. I want to move it. The clamp is too tight and I can't produce displacement at all. Without displacement, there is no friction, and without friction, there is no pleasure.

And, the little boy doesn't have breasts to touch, and he doesn't even feel the touch

It's really a pity to eat without meat, it's a pity to throw it away. It's just a matter of self-inflicting

The little boy also turned his head and pushed Liu Haier away with his hand. He looked at me in surprise, and we just stared at me.

What's even more ridiculous is that while I stared at me, I had to say: This math, physics, chemistry, Ah is not that difficult. One word, doing the questions is just to do more exercises. There is nothing else, I can only be familiar with it.

Forget it, I gritted my teeth and pulled out my dick, stuffed it into the little boy's mouth, and began to give him some popular science to those who go to high school, besides studying: Don't fall in love early, it's not early love, is it good, right? It's actually not love, it's just hormones...

Well, when I take Xiaopin and Zhang Meili to study, I will have a mixed doubles between men and women. Let’s see if Xiaopin is a pure little girl, or can be attacked or taken. If it were the latter, it would be a bit embarrassing for me to play 3P with other men, even if I am the best friend, I will be a little embarrassed. If I take Xiaopin with me to P whom, then I should be able to completely relax and enjoy it.

Because I was afraid that the little widow would find out, I just asked the little boy to lick his dick clean, so I put the gun into the hood, and said: You have to study hard, your mother worked so hard, didn't you walk out of the room?

My first Brokeback Mountain was completed with less than a cigarette. It was a little shorter. I felt sorry for my cock and sighed hard in my crotch.

I looked for the ashtray with my cigarette butt in my mouth, but I didn't look for it. I thought this was really a forbidden place for men, so I went to the bathroom and thought of rinsing the cigarette butt with water and throwing it into the toilet.

After entering, I found that the hardware and ceramics were shiny, and the tiles on the wall were exactly the same. The key is that the tiles are obviously of the old style.

I couldn't help but think of the famous allusion about widows, which is to sprinkle copper coins on the ground every night, and then pick them up one by one, and in the end, the copper coins are as thin as paper

I didn't find the sanitary barrel. This cleanliness is quite troublesome. I was not afraid of the toilet being blocked. I flushed out the cigarette butts and pinched it in the living room. I couldn't find the trash can. This was a bit too much. I was embarrassed to throw it around. Seeing that the living room was connected to the balcony, I was about to throw it out from the window on the balcony.

I opened the window and threw the cigarette butt. I found something strange on the clothes drying rack on the balcony.

I was over the age of being fussy when I saw women's underwear. I just found out that I was wearing a few pairs of thongs. I was only a little surprised, and I only felt that the little widow was in a slutty and was just a slutty widow.

After all, a woman’s lifestyle is not necessarily related to the sexyness of her underwear.

Moreover, women generally don’t wear thongs, so don’t be fooled by movies. Women don’t feel comfortable that thing, especially Chinese women, pure cotton sweat-absorbing and not slimming the asshole is the first choice.

There are three strips of cloth hanging on the balcony's clothesline. If it is fully expanded, it should be very long. I don't understand what it is for. It is pure cotton, it should be washed frequently, and it feels soft and glutinous.

Clothing accessories?

Not like

Medical bandage?

Not like

Who can't afford gauze now

A foreigner's head wrapped around?

Unlike, the obvious Han people

Even if I have never heard of Ah who is wearing a head, I have never heard of it.

Filial pie?

Too narrow and long Ah

Is it a foot binding?

Impossible Ah, I haven't seen the little widow's barefoot, but I've seen her wearing shoes. Normal Ah, it's probably about 300 yards.

Dizzy, it's not the legendary breast wrapping, right?

Is there something dramatic?

I quickly searched the clothesline and saw a few pairs of underwear, both mother and mother, and the style of the little widow is very ordinary

Not a bra!

None!

In summer, it is impossible to change your underwear and not your bra

Then cleanliness is impossible

It must be a breast wrapping cloth for breast wrapping!

I swallowed my saliva and immediately thought about the scene in which the little widow struggled to wrap her huge breasts with her own difficulty every morning.

How big should it be to use this kind of thing?

I have touched the E cup the biggest one. I can hold two ham sausages under my breasts. The cleavage can't even reveal my glans' head when I clamp my cock.

I used to fuck a female urban management manager and was a small leader, so I fucked it once because her tonnage was really big, so I almost sat to death with my butt.

The little widow is considered thin, and she is obviously looking more than 100 pounds. According to the genes of Asians, she should not be very big. Is it necessary to use this kind of thing?

Her dressing style is loose and has a large coverage. Can she use this?

Am I thinking too much?

Isn't this a breast wrap?

Any other special uses?

Could it be that the little widow has a flat chest with two red dates on her chest and two bandages in summer, so she doesn’t need to wear a bra?

still?