Chapter 35 Hot and Sour Soft

In the hot and soft arms of Aunt Winter Plum, I couldn't help but feel like a baby, holding one of her head in my mouth and sucking it all the way. At that time, I just felt that her was so big, like a fermented dough, and at that time, I just felt that her was so soft, like a sponge...

She closed her eyes and couldn't help but say: Give me a gift! Give me a gift! Suck hard! You have to suck hard! My aunt likes to be sucked like this, Ah... well...

Her almost bone-eroded moan echoed in the room, breaking the peace of the night

She told me to suck hard!

But no matter how hard I tried and changed my way, I couldn't suck out the juice. Unless I was a soy milk maker, I lost interest after sucking for a while and began to play with her softness with my hands, like an archaeologist was detecting newly unearthed cultural relics.

Seeing that I stopped smoking, she looked at me angrily and asked: "Send me, why don't you suck it anymore?" Only when you suck my son like this can I feel like a mother.

Why!

This woman is maternal again. I suspect that she has always regarded me as her child in her subconscious mind, but I am not!

I remember she forced me to call her several times, but I couldn't say it, because of this, I was beaten a lot. After being beaten, she would hold me tightly. Several times her tears fell on my face.

She said that a woman cannot give birth to a child for the rest of her life, which is a great pain. I am not a woman, and I cannot understand her pain. She said that it was all romantic who harmed her, so God deprived her of the right to give birth!

It turns out that no matter how romantic a woman is, she will have huge motherhood hidden in her body. Once this motherhood breaks out, it will razor the woman's happiness to the ground, and she will not grow up for ten years.

I knew her motherhood exploded in her body again, and I didn't know how to answer her, but I had to say that if I was silent, my butt would definitely be branded with five finger marks.

After thinking for a while, I said: Auntie, it’s not that I don’t want to suck, it’s that I’m tired of sucking, so I have some rest

She seemed to see that I was lying, so she exposed my little thoughts and said unhappily: You are not tired of sucking, but you are boring! I know that you can't suck out Nai Water, so you feel boring. It's all my fault that my mother doesn't have Nai Water now.

Afterwards, her voice was overdrawn with sadness. What did she just say?

Mom, I have never called her like this! She has never claimed to herself like this in front of me. What happened to her today? Is it because her motherhood exploded so much that it hurt her brain?

I remembered that when I was a child, I was too willful and stubborn, and I didn’t want to call her mother. Now that I have grown up, I have gradually understood her desire to be a mother, and I have gradually understood her desire to call her mother.

Should I fulfill her? But I was an abandoned orphan since I was a child. I never knew what the term mother meant, and I never used this word. Now I still can't shout it out.

Just like you have never felt pain, you don’t know how to scream pain, you have never been hungry, you don’t know what hunger feels like. If you just call her mother lightly, it’s not from true feelings, then why not shout?

As expected, before I could speak, she asked me in a humble and negotiating tone: Send me, can you call me mom? Just shout it

Her eyes showed earnest expectations

Here comes again! I knew she would ask this next time. This scene happened several times, and my ears were almost calloused, but this time her tone was extremely humble.

But I couldn't shout, and I cried in my heart: Auntie Rimei, don't blame me for sending me. I really can't shouting for sending me, please don't ask me like this

I didn't dare to look at her eyes, lowered my head and buried it in her soft waves. I was ready to be beaten. In the past, as long as I disobeyed her wishes, she would hit me, but after a long time, she didn't hit me, and I was secretly wondering

I heard her say quietly: "Send me a son! I know it's too difficult to ask you to call me mom, but do you know? I wish you called me mom, even if you just shout weakly

A woman's motherhood is so scary after the outbreak of maternity. The hot girl who is usually fierce and arrogant now can beg me to call her "Mom". At this time, her weak soul makes me feel heartbroken.

I... I looked at her in embarrassment and said, I really can't shout it out. When I can shout out in the future, I will definitely call you thousands of times, okay?

She stopped talking, held my back with her hands and hugged me tightly in her arms. When I looked at her, she saw tears sliding across the corners of her eyes. At this time, her pink and delicate face was decorated with a few tears, and she actually had the beauty of a perfect match made by heaven.

She used to force me like this: Send me a gift! Call me mom! If you don’t shout, I will hit you in the butt!

Send me a gift! Call me mom! If you don’t shout, you won’t be allowed to have dinner tomorrow! You won’t be allowed to go out to play!

She was the one who spoke in this tone, but what she did tonight was so abnormal. Not only did she not force me or hit me, she could beg me with a pity. Why is this?

Later, I finally found out the truth from others. It turned out that something unhappy happened to her that day... About romanticism, about birth and nurturing, I heard that the fight was very good!