Chapter 33

I can't remember when I fell asleep. I only vaguely felt the dim morning light flashing between the curtains, as if my gentle hands were stroking me, causing me to fall into a deep sleep

Soon, I heard the knock on the door, and I thought resentfully, "I've come to knock on the door so early?" I just fell asleep, but I was unyielding in the knock on the door, so I had to get up and open the door.

Sister Cute stood outside the door!

Wearing a swimsuit I saw yesterday, it just looked brighter, with plump and beautiful breasts more protruding, and the nipples were obviously bulging. I didn’t seem to see the nipples that day. I think it’s because the swimsuit is still wet at this moment.

I stared blankly at Sister Cute's breasts and nipples. They were trembling slightly. I felt that they seemed to break free from the constraints of the two clothes, and motivated me to cover it, caress it, and suck it.

My mom said that your massage skills are great, I want to try it too

She said as she walked in and lay directly on the bed, instead of lying on the sofa like Yinggu, or her back facing up like her, but facing up. Her plump and firm breasts did not spread to both sides when she lay down, but were taller and more seductively beating.

I admired her, looking at her bright red, slender white, angry breasts, small navels, smooth and oblique mons pubis, suddenly turning and descending valleys, faintly sunken streams, straight and perfect long legs, it is so beautiful!

Finally, my eyes stayed on her stream, the stream tightly clamped by her plump legs appeared and faintly, leading you to imagine the beautiful entrance of the Peach Blossom Spring.

I felt my whole body began to get hot and my desire was burning. I remembered what I planned yesterday. I thought, since you came here by yourself, you can't blame me.

The smile on her face was obviously full of temptation. I could no longer control myself, so I screamed and rushed forward.

She seemed to be startled by my actions and wanted to struggle, but I pressed her tightly, pulled her swimsuit to both sides with both hands, and her plump and firm snow-white breasts bounced out. I rubbed and pinched them hard without hesitation. She hummed in pain and enjoyment, struggling slightly, her breasts gradually turned red under my strong ravage, and her nipples also stood up. I opened my mouth wide, took her breasts in one mouthful, sucked and bitten, my desire made me feel like I was so angry that I could not help but feel like I was so angry that I could not help but feel like I was so angry that I could not help but feel like I was so angry that I could not help but feel like I was so angry that I could not help.I had no idea what gentleness was, I just wanted to ravage her and possess her. The hand I freed up also stretched down without hesitation, inserted it into her swimsuit, entered between my legs, and touched her valley. I felt my fingers inserted into her stream hole, feeling the long-lost slipperyness. My clone was already hard and unbearable. I tore up her swimsuit hard, trying to remove the obstacles that blocked me from entering. I couldn't wait to relive the ecstasy feeling

Suddenly, the sky and the earth shaking, and the shaking became more and more violent, and the earthquake was shaking!

My first feeling was that an earthquake occurred, but I immediately denied the earthquake. I knew that there were few earthquakes here. Besides, I don’t believe in such a coincidence. In the moment when I was about to be ecstatic in my previous life, I was caught by two perverts. When I was about to be ecstatic in this life, would there be any accident?

I suddenly felt that maybe it wasn't an accident, but God was going to punish me for incest, but she was just my cousin after all, and she was not considered incest!

Could it be that I discovered my resurrection and came to ask for my ghost again at this moment?

In an instant, I couldn't help but lose my soul, but I was also very angry in my heart. I felt that good things were always ruined by this for no reason. I felt ruthless in my heart: No matter it, I will be a romantic ghost even if I die!

Let’s talk about it after doing it!

I'm still attacking fiercely

But the world seemed to shake even harder. Although my desire was still firm in the shaking, I couldn't do it as I wish

I finally opened my eyes, or my soul opened my eyes, I saw that I was pressing on the nanny, her top was pulled open, I squeezed her plump breasts with one hand, and the other breast just slid out of my mouth, with my teeth marks on it

My other hand was still stuck between her legs, and my fingers could still feel the slipperyness and the squeeze of the hole wall. She was grabbing my shoulders and shaking me violently.

I stared at her, and she also looked at me in fear. My hands had stopped moving, so she stopped shaking me. We just looked at each other like this, and I slowly recovered. I knew I had a dream.

I wanted to get off her, but I couldn't seem to be able to control my body. My hardness was still pressing against her legs, unsteady. I knew that the idiot's desire and instinct were awakening. I also knew from the nanny's expression that she had understood that another I had woken up, and if I wanted her, she was ready to accept this other.

But I can't accept it, I must not let the idiot succeed, I am also angry that I was controlled by the idiot, so I rolled out of bed and fell to the ground, making a loud bang

Another nanny came in after hearing the sound. Seeing this scene, she was obviously shocked. I lay motionless on the ground. It was not that I didn't want to move, but that the idiot refused to move because of anger. They helped me up and let me sit on the sofa, exchanging a complicated and surprised look on each other.

I slowly recovered and tried to move my hands and feet. I felt that I finally controlled this body again. I murmured to the nanny, "I'm sorry, I'm dreaming."

I know, that's not what you did

What?

I was shocked. Although I had known it before, I really felt that I was not the same person as the idiot, maybe these two nannies, but now that she said so clearly, I was still shocked.

But she didn't understand my surprise. On the contrary, her face turned red and showed a trace of beauty of a woman. My heart was also shaking. I knew that it should be an idiot's heart. I was in amazement, and I had no intention of the nanny. I was actually shaking my heart. It should be the power of an idiot.

Of course, I also know that I, idiots, have strong desires. If it weren't for the idiots, I probably wouldn't be able to control him, but how long can this situation last?

I'm not worried

Don't talk nonsense to others, don't say it's not me, be careful that grandpa is angry! I'm in my words with shame and a hint of warning, but without a tone of command, both of them nodded

After breakfast, I came to the garden alone and found a secluded place. Behind a tall sycamore tree, I sat down quietly, hoping to reflect on what had just happened, but I felt that my own desire was still burning there, making me unable to truly think calmly.

Who is pulling the nanny's clothes?

Who is touching the nanny's stream hole?

Of course it was me, the idiot had not acted like this, but I was in a dream. It was not me who commanded my hands and feet, but an idiot. That is to say, today's actions, how many idiots are and how many are me, maybe they will never be clear, but one thing is certain, today's actions are instincts of idiots, or in other words, the idiot's instinct is awakening, and he has felt the strong pleasure brought by the hardness below against the woman. Of course, he does not know where the hardness should go, but the pleasure that my or idiot's hands feel when touching the nanny's stream hole may have given the idiot some hint.

In other words, even if there is no hint, as long as the idiot experiences the pleasure brought by the hard and messy head, it is only one step away to push into the place it should push into.

I don't want to refuse to have sex now. After all, my young body and middle-aged desire have fermented a storm of flames in my body. This flaming flame burns my worries and my fears. It's just a matter of time. Maybe choosing the right time to vent it is better than suppressing it

Just imagine, if I were not a nanny today, but really Sister Cute - Sister Cute might not be bad. If it were another sister, or even Ai Mei, had something to do, what would have happened?

To be honest, I was shuddered when I thought of Ai Mei. The beautiful and thin Ai Mei had no strength to resist my fierce attack. She would not guess that I would have another me, and would not try to wake up another me like a nanny. Then my attack would definitely succeed.

I suddenly found that deep down I actually vaguely hoped that this would happen. Ai Mei's beauty made every man controlled by desire have dirty thoughts, and at this moment, my whole body was filled with inflated desire

I struggled to get rid of the control of desire. I knew that thinking of Ai Mei was really insulting everything I respected

So I slapped myself hard, and my right face was hot, which made me feel a little more awake. Yue Gu, Lin Gu, and Sister Wan came to my eyes one by one. I remembered the beautiful silhouette of Ai Mei playing "Fantasy Song". The ethereal and graceful music gradually echoed in my heart, and my desire gradually calmed down.

I can finally think rationally about what happened today

Yes, it is useless to intentionally restrain people's instincts. Confucius said it well, food, sex, and sex.

When people are hungry, they will do anything terrible, including killing and setting fires; similarly, when people are sexually hungry, they will also kill and rape.

Perhaps the difference is that people can vent their sexual thirst by masturbating, but they cannot draw cakes to fill their hunger.

So should I try masturbating?

No, I'm not willing to give up

There are so many beauties around me, and I actually want to masturbate?!

What's more, masturbation may be able to satisfy my temporary needs, and will never satisfy the needs of an idiot. When he experiences the bliss of ejaculation, he may --

What can I do? I suddenly thought that he didn't understand Ah, and maybe he thought the fun of squirting came from masturbation?

There is such a possibility

But I am still not sure. I now understand that the one who is satisfied in masturbation is definitely not me, it must be an idiot. But I absolutely do not want to satisfy the idiot and let myself be in a hunger. I think this is not a good thing for the fusion of our two souls, and the harmonious combination of the idiot's soul and my soul should be my goal. The act of splitting the two souls like this is definitely not desirable.

Yes, I should look for the right opportunity to let the idiot and I experience the joy of the combination of men and women at the same time. Perhaps this is a rational behavior to truly avoid the occurrence of tragedy.

I don't know how many excuses are in this conclusion, but I want to indulge myself, but I still firmly believe that this should be the most reasonable choice at present

The summer sun shines from the gaps between the leaves, the grass is shining, and the cool breeze is blowing, I lean on the tree, dozing in a daze