Shanpao came to the wall of Widow Zhang's house with a familiar craftsmanship, tiptoed to the low wall of Widow Zhang's house, and imagined in his mind the white and tender body that was shaking when Widow Zhang was taking a shower, especially the two shaking white steamed buns on his chest. Shanpao's forehead was congested and his whole body was boiling.
Surprisingly, Widow Zhang, who would appear in the yard to take a bath at this time every night, did not appear today. Through the low wall, Widow Zhang's yard was quiet, and there was no sound in the room, without any trace of Widow Zhang's figure at all.
Where did the people go? If you don’t take a shower at home, what can you do so late? Shanpao didn’t see Widow Zhang taking a shower. He had nowhere to relieve his excitement. He was very depressed and walked towards the house where he lived at the entrance of the village in disappointment.
This time, he did not go directly to the road, but wandered slowly around the arable land in Tuduer Village outside the village. Anyway, he couldn't sleep when he went back. It would be better to walk around and pass the time. Anyway, he had nothing to do during the day tomorrow, so he could have plenty of time to supplement his sleep.
Wow-Wow, just as the mountain cannon walked to the drought-resistant well built by the village collectively funded by the village, the sound of running water attracted the mountain cannon.
Damn, who is this who uses public resources privately at night? Let me catch a good opportunity to achieve meritorious service. I can't miss it.
Shanpao thought, while gently tilting his waist and walking towards the water of the drought-resistant well. When he approached the well that day, the scene in front of him almost made him bleeding from his nose.
What appeared in front of me was that Widow Zhang actually made a basin of water, put her clothes aside, and stood naked next to the drought-resistant well to take a shower.
The sound of running water, the white and tender skin, the hot curves, especially the two white and fat big steamed buns hanging on the chest, swaying, the shaking mountain cannon's eyes were rising, and the blood in the whole body suddenly boiled, and the big umbrella under the crotch quickly supported it again
What are you going to do? I ran to the field to take a shower in the middle of the night. Could it be that the tap water in the village stopped? Shanpao stared at Widow Zhang who was taking a bath by the well, while thinking about the hundred reasons why Widow Zhang was not taking a bath at home.
Thinking of the end, he thought that it must be that the tap water in the village was cut off. Widow Zhang couldn't bear it and went to bed without taking a shower. Then she brought the basin to the drought-resistant well outside the village to collect the water and take the cooler.
Maybe Widow Zhang thought that even a dog should fall asleep in the middle of the night, let alone a human being, it was impossible for anyone to notice that she came here to take a bath, so she was very relieved and bold. After receiving the water, she looked around and saw that there was really no one, she took off her clothes and stood by the well.
She first stroked her body with her hands, as if she was very satisfied with her figure. Then she picked up the basin of water with both hands and began to push the water on her body. The crystal water droplets flowed quickly into the field along her white body. After using up a basin of water, she immediately followed another basin and continued to take a cooler.
Damn, my body is so white, so big steamed buns, I'm hungry to see it. I peeked at Widow Zhang's mountain cannon in the dark, and my heart was full of fantasies. If this white and fat steamed bun is attached to it, it would be so soft. If I took a bite, it would be very fucking good.
Widow Zhang, beside the well, finished rushing in front and began to wash the back. At this time, she turned her body and left her back to Shan Cannon. Shan Cannon was fantasizing about the white and fat big steamed buns. Suddenly, she found that the steamed buns were missing. She was very anxious and hurriedly changed directions, wanting to continue his dream of steamed buns.
Surprisingly, Widow Zhang, who would appear in the yard to take a bath at this time every night, did not appear today. Through the low wall, Widow Zhang's yard was quiet, and there was no sound in the room, without any trace of Widow Zhang's figure at all.
Where did the people go? If you don’t take a shower at home, what can you do so late? Shanpao didn’t see Widow Zhang taking a shower. He had nowhere to relieve his excitement. He was very depressed and walked towards the house where he lived at the entrance of the village in disappointment.
This time, he did not go directly to the road, but wandered slowly around the arable land in Tuduer Village outside the village. Anyway, he couldn't sleep when he went back. It would be better to walk around and pass the time. Anyway, he had nothing to do during the day tomorrow, so he could have plenty of time to supplement his sleep.
Wow-Wow, just as the mountain cannon walked to the drought-resistant well built by the village collectively funded by the village, the sound of running water attracted the mountain cannon.
Damn, who is this who uses public resources privately at night? Let me catch a good opportunity to achieve meritorious service. I can't miss it.
Shanpao thought, while gently tilting his waist and walking towards the water of the drought-resistant well. When he approached the well that day, the scene in front of him almost made him bleeding from his nose.
What appeared in front of me was that Widow Zhang actually made a basin of water, put her clothes aside, and stood naked next to the drought-resistant well to take a shower.
The sound of running water, the white and tender skin, the hot curves, especially the two white and fat big steamed buns hanging on the chest, swaying, the shaking mountain cannon's eyes were rising, and the blood in the whole body suddenly boiled, and the big umbrella under the crotch quickly supported it again
What are you going to do? I ran to the field to take a shower in the middle of the night. Could it be that the tap water in the village stopped? Shanpao stared at Widow Zhang who was taking a bath by the well, while thinking about the hundred reasons why Widow Zhang was not taking a bath at home.
Thinking of the end, he thought that it must be that the tap water in the village was cut off. Widow Zhang couldn't bear it and went to bed without taking a shower. Then she brought the basin to the drought-resistant well outside the village to collect the water and take the cooler.
Maybe Widow Zhang thought that even a dog should fall asleep in the middle of the night, let alone a human being, it was impossible for anyone to notice that she came here to take a bath, so she was very relieved and bold. After receiving the water, she looked around and saw that there was really no one, she took off her clothes and stood by the well.
She first stroked her body with her hands, as if she was very satisfied with her figure. Then she picked up the basin of water with both hands and began to push the water on her body. The crystal water droplets flowed quickly into the field along her white body. After using up a basin of water, she immediately followed another basin and continued to take a cooler.
Damn, my body is so white, so big steamed buns, I'm hungry to see it. I peeked at Widow Zhang's mountain cannon in the dark, and my heart was full of fantasies. If this white and fat steamed bun is attached to it, it would be so soft. If I took a bite, it would be very fucking good.
Widow Zhang, beside the well, finished rushing in front and began to wash the back. At this time, she turned her body and left her back to Shan Cannon. Shan Cannon was fantasizing about the white and fat big steamed buns. Suddenly, she found that the steamed buns were missing. She was very anxious and hurriedly changed directions, wanting to continue his dream of steamed buns.
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