When I heard Aunt Hanmei say that she would agree to any request, I was so moved that I almost burst into tears. But tears were always swinging in my eyes, but they had never fallen.
I looked at her with gratitude, she looked at me with love, and in the eyes of each other, she exchanged speechless emotions.
Yes, although I am an outcast and have never experienced what true maternal love looks like, it is my luck to meet her. I think true maternal love is nothing more than that!
The ambiguous tenderness is brilliantly conveyed and burning in each other's silence, in the face of each other. If a spark can start a prairie fire, then the burning emotions in our eyes can burn the entire sky at this moment.
The next moment, I threw myself into her arms, but because I was a little taller than her, I needed to arch my body to put my face into her soft breasts like the ocean.
This scene happened many times in childhood, but this time it was full of strange feelings. In the past, I was just greedy for the tenderness and comfort of her chest. Because it was like a spring bed, I felt so reluctant to put my head on her and enjoy the warmth.
But now she is not only gentle and comfortable, but also trust, a kind of down-to-earth, and an indescribable emotion, both the expression of mother-son love and the overflow of love between men and women.
My hands tightly hugged her waist like a spell on Sun Wukong's head, and her hands wrapped around my head, making my face and her chest neatly tidy without any space.
Not to mention that a fly cannot fly in, even a trace of air cannot enter. Soon, I coughed in a coward. When she heard my cough, she let go of some strength in her hand
Send me! Are you okay? My aunt won't run away, why are you hugging me so tightly? Her smile like I heard it, as if I had injected heroin into my ears, which made me fascinated
It's okay! My aunt is still so soft here, and I like it so much, so I always worry that it is a dream and I need to hug it tightly to feel at ease
Silly child! Her hands began to touch my head back and forth, let me go home with my aunt! Auntie makes delicious food for you
At this moment, even if it was big fish and meat, abalone and ginseng in front of me, it could not resist the temptation of the gentleness on her chest. My head shook in her arms, rubbing against her plumpness, and sparking lust.
I refused and said: I don’t want to eat anything else now, I just want to eat my aunt’s no. I haven’t eaten it for a long time.
Silly child, you are not a baby, you can survive by eating Nai water. Besides, my aunt can't suck out Nai juice and can't fill her stomach. It's better for you to cook some delicious food for you! When you're full, you'll want your aunt as you want.
Her words were so interesting. She would do whatever I wanted her. Then wouldn’t I be the emperor in front of her? Haha... This is good! This is good!
I almost jumped up happily when I heard her say this, but then I thought of a very practical question. I asked her with some concern: Where did Uncle Yang go? I didn’t see him last time I went to my aunt’s house.
When I was a child, I could sleep with Aunt Hanmei openly, and Uncle Yang would be driven out to sleep by her, but now, I am old. If I sleep with her again, Uncle Yang would definitely be unhappy.
Don’t mention your ugly uncle. He went to work in another place. He has been there for many days and has never sent a letter back. Who knows whether it is to die or not? It’s better to die! My aunt who saves her face every day and loses her appetite.
She finished speaking unhappily and then sighed repeatedly
I dare not mention Uncle Yang anymore. Although Uncle Yang is ugly, he has a very good heart. He is in front of Aunt Hanmei, in front of her, and is timid and dare not even make a sound.
I know that Aunt Laumei is not really cursing her man. She is just angry that Uncle Yang has been away for many days and has not replied to her a letter, saying "Peace"!
Less gossip, let’s say, I went back to her house with Aunt Laumei, so she tied a floral apron and prepared to cook for me
She was wearing a blue-bottomed white floral skirt, and paired with such a floral apron, and she looked like a pure and virtuous little wife, which made people unable to help but salivate themselves in the rivers and seas.
What kind of delicacy can compare to her unparalleled delicacy! Before the aroma of the food was overflowing, I was already intoxicated by the fragrance of her body
She asked me to stay honestly and wait for the meal to open my mouth, but I lay on her clean bed, thinking about the scenes of lingering with her, so how could I be at peace!
My face was plunged into the soft quilt, and my nose felt the fragrance wrapped in the quilt. It was all about her body. It was clean and pure, strong but not greasy. No, I really can't wait.
So while she was cooking in the pot room, I couldn't help but walk forward and hugged her from behind. My hard baby just pressed against her plump butt, and a temptation that was extremely ambiguous, instantly swung the squats...
I looked at her with gratitude, she looked at me with love, and in the eyes of each other, she exchanged speechless emotions.
Yes, although I am an outcast and have never experienced what true maternal love looks like, it is my luck to meet her. I think true maternal love is nothing more than that!
The ambiguous tenderness is brilliantly conveyed and burning in each other's silence, in the face of each other. If a spark can start a prairie fire, then the burning emotions in our eyes can burn the entire sky at this moment.
The next moment, I threw myself into her arms, but because I was a little taller than her, I needed to arch my body to put my face into her soft breasts like the ocean.
This scene happened many times in childhood, but this time it was full of strange feelings. In the past, I was just greedy for the tenderness and comfort of her chest. Because it was like a spring bed, I felt so reluctant to put my head on her and enjoy the warmth.
But now she is not only gentle and comfortable, but also trust, a kind of down-to-earth, and an indescribable emotion, both the expression of mother-son love and the overflow of love between men and women.
My hands tightly hugged her waist like a spell on Sun Wukong's head, and her hands wrapped around my head, making my face and her chest neatly tidy without any space.
Not to mention that a fly cannot fly in, even a trace of air cannot enter. Soon, I coughed in a coward. When she heard my cough, she let go of some strength in her hand
Send me! Are you okay? My aunt won't run away, why are you hugging me so tightly? Her smile like I heard it, as if I had injected heroin into my ears, which made me fascinated
It's okay! My aunt is still so soft here, and I like it so much, so I always worry that it is a dream and I need to hug it tightly to feel at ease
Silly child! Her hands began to touch my head back and forth, let me go home with my aunt! Auntie makes delicious food for you
At this moment, even if it was big fish and meat, abalone and ginseng in front of me, it could not resist the temptation of the gentleness on her chest. My head shook in her arms, rubbing against her plumpness, and sparking lust.
I refused and said: I don’t want to eat anything else now, I just want to eat my aunt’s no. I haven’t eaten it for a long time.
Silly child, you are not a baby, you can survive by eating Nai water. Besides, my aunt can't suck out Nai juice and can't fill her stomach. It's better for you to cook some delicious food for you! When you're full, you'll want your aunt as you want.
Her words were so interesting. She would do whatever I wanted her. Then wouldn’t I be the emperor in front of her? Haha... This is good! This is good!
I almost jumped up happily when I heard her say this, but then I thought of a very practical question. I asked her with some concern: Where did Uncle Yang go? I didn’t see him last time I went to my aunt’s house.
When I was a child, I could sleep with Aunt Hanmei openly, and Uncle Yang would be driven out to sleep by her, but now, I am old. If I sleep with her again, Uncle Yang would definitely be unhappy.
Don’t mention your ugly uncle. He went to work in another place. He has been there for many days and has never sent a letter back. Who knows whether it is to die or not? It’s better to die! My aunt who saves her face every day and loses her appetite.
She finished speaking unhappily and then sighed repeatedly
I dare not mention Uncle Yang anymore. Although Uncle Yang is ugly, he has a very good heart. He is in front of Aunt Hanmei, in front of her, and is timid and dare not even make a sound.
I know that Aunt Laumei is not really cursing her man. She is just angry that Uncle Yang has been away for many days and has not replied to her a letter, saying "Peace"!
Less gossip, let’s say, I went back to her house with Aunt Laumei, so she tied a floral apron and prepared to cook for me
She was wearing a blue-bottomed white floral skirt, and paired with such a floral apron, and she looked like a pure and virtuous little wife, which made people unable to help but salivate themselves in the rivers and seas.
What kind of delicacy can compare to her unparalleled delicacy! Before the aroma of the food was overflowing, I was already intoxicated by the fragrance of her body
She asked me to stay honestly and wait for the meal to open my mouth, but I lay on her clean bed, thinking about the scenes of lingering with her, so how could I be at peace!
My face was plunged into the soft quilt, and my nose felt the fragrance wrapped in the quilt. It was all about her body. It was clean and pure, strong but not greasy. No, I really can't wait.
So while she was cooking in the pot room, I couldn't help but walk forward and hugged her from behind. My hard baby just pressed against her plump butt, and a temptation that was extremely ambiguous, instantly swung the squats...
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