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Chapter 32 My Auntie Winter Plum

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Aunt Wanmei raised her hand and stroked my little head. Her soft voice was like a silkworm sprinkling silk and said: "Give me a gift! My aunt is not uncomfortable, but it's too comfortable. I have played with the beauty on my aunt's chest, but no man can give her the feeling of being a mother, only you can do it.

I scratched my scalp and asked her with my eyes wide open: What is beauty Ah?

She laughed and said: What you just ate

I suddenly realized, touched her nozi and smiled: You are talking about this Ah! Isn’t this a woman’s nozi? I don’t know why I became a beauties. I thought the beauties were monsters!

Haha... She smiled heartily, it was Ah! Everything on women can be said to be monsters, monsters that confuse men, you can say that

Then why should women confuse men?

Because... because men love to subdue monster Ah! Or they like to be subdued by monster Ah!

I was only seven or eight years old at that time, so how could I understand what she said? Then I said self-righteously: Oh, I understand, no wonder the character "王子" has a character "子" next to the character "子". It turns out that women are all changed by monsters, and men appear to catch monsters.

She laughed even brighter when she heard me say this

Later, she asked me: Send me a gift! Would you like to recognize your aunt as your mother?

I turned her down and shook my head and said: I don't want to! When I grow up in the future, I will marry my aunt as my wife.

fart!

Her face turned slightly angry, and she glared at me unhappily, saying, "How old are you, you just want to marry a wife. I'm really shameful. Besides, my aunt is not a good woman, so don't marry a woman like my aunt in the future."

I was confused. I thought that I would marry a woman who was good to me, but the definition of marriage did not mean that in order to possess her body, I could not have such advanced consciousness at that age.

I didn't expect that my words would make her unhappy, so I didn't dare to speak nonsense. My face was against her soft chest, rubbing against her tender and smooth skin, and I stopped looking at her again.

Her hands suddenly tightened me. After a while, she said quietly: "Send me to my son! When you grow up, you will understand that my aunt is not a good woman. It's all because she is too romantic. So God deprived her of her aunt of her right to be a mother, so she can't conceive her own child until now. My aunt thought to recognize you as a son. When she gets old in the future, she will have someone to die for.

I couldn't fully understand her words, but just listened quietly. She continued: But my aunt has never fed you a drop of milk. If I really recognize you as my son, I am afraid that the wives in the village who have breastfeed you should blame my aunt for being selfish and want to pick up a ready-made son for being useless, or I will laugh at my aunt for not being able to give birth to her, so I have to adopt you

You won’t understand what kind of pain it is to be unable to give birth to a woman in her life. You won’t understand. Every night when my aunt lies in bed, she hopes to hug her son, tell him stories, and coax him to sleep...

Although I couldn't understand her pain at that time, but later I gradually grew older, I finally realized that she loved to hug me and sleep, to make delicious food and drinks for me...

It turns out that she treats me as her son

I clearly remember that one night when I was eleven years old, I had dinner at her house. Before going to bed, she prepared a large basin of warm water for me as usual and wanted to take off my clothes and take a bath. At that time, I blushed shyly, and hid in the back and said to her: Aunt, I have grown up, I can just take a shower by myself.

She grabbed one of my arms and pulled me in front of her, saying as if scolding a child: No matter how old you are, you are a child in front of your aunt. Be obedient! Let your aunt wash you for your help!

When her temper comes, she is as stingy as Wang Xifeng in Dream of Red Mansions. The reason why the villagers call her a hot girl is because her personality is very spicy! When I hear her say this, I dare not dodge anymore

I obediently let her take off my clothes and suddenly stood naked in front of her. I couldn't help but feel nervous and covered my little dick with both hands.

Puff...

She saw me embarrassed and said, "Are you shy to give me a child? I don't know how many times I've seen it before, but how many times have I touched your cock, why don't I let my aunt touch it now?"

In the past... I used to be shy when I gave birth to my child. Now I am old, I can't see this place for women casually. I'm not explaining it.

What big is it? You are always a child. Come and stand in the basin quickly and ask your aunt to help you take a bath. If you don’t come again, your aunt will be angry

Her face was filled with Wang Xifeng's cruelty. I was scared and raised my foot into the basin tremblingly.

I still covered my crotch with my hands. She started to pour water on me with a towel, and then helped me with soap. I shivered and wondered if she was maternal and really treated me as her biological child?

But I only dared to think in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it out loud. At this time, I heard her scolding me: Why don't you take your hand away quickly! It's just that there is no soap here?

I didn't mean to take it away. She slapped my ass angrily and said sternly: No matter how disobedient you are! Auntie has slapped your ass.

Her palm was not light or heavy, and it hurt to hit her butt. I was afraid of being beaten again, so I had to let go of my hand obediently. However, the moment I let go of my hand, my little dick was like a bird just released from the cage, flapping its wings, and seeing it getting bigger little by little...