Chapter 44

After that, she took another job by the wall that day.

The generous God was in love with the pair of seductive breasts, leaning Li Xiuling against the wall, looking down at the pair of babies, while holding up one of her legs and thrusting her lower body forward and thrusting hard.

She hummed randomly by the impact from her body, grabbed her underwear with one hand so that it would not slide off her standing right leg, and held her breasts with the other hand so that it would not bump up and down too violently due to the impact.

Of course, it also means to stimulate the other party to work harder and more cumbersome.

With this display movement, she also felt a stimulation that was as impacting her soul.

Zhang Xiaofen didn't care about this, thinking that she was just thinking about it completely.

Therefore, after finishing her own business, she came over to chat with her.

This greatly stimulated Li Xiuling's pleasure of self-abuse due to exposure, and the man was extremely lubricated.

Of course, Zhang Xiaofen didn't let him get better. She seemed to be concerned and held behind the man's butt with her hands, pretending to help him hard. While praising him for how brave he was, she praised his sisters for how sexy and coquettish she was. She suddenly clenched the man's nails twice on the man's tail spine.

The man was secretly happy that the woman who was whipped by him actually hooked up another one. He endured the desire to be brave enough for a long time, but unexpectedly, the dream of dominating the world was shattered by these two moves, and he had to surrender out of breath.

Although Li Xiuling had completely let go, she was still blushed by Zhang Xiaofen's aura of being able to talk to others for a few words. Of course, she also learned a trick.

As half of the teacher, Zhang Xiaofen didn't feel anything wrong with her behavior: he played with him, we talked about our sisters, and we didn't delay it, how good it would be.

Li Xiuling wanted to say something else, but she turned around and thought about it, thanks to her shortening the time, so she gave up.

When she got home at night, she took a simple wash. Before she went back to the house, she looked at her husband's condition as usual. The latter was lying on the bed and slept soundly.

There were two earthquakes in a row during this period, which was a big blow to his mental state.

She wanted to sleep directly, but somehow, her eyes fell on her husband's lower body.

The weather is hot and the quilt is thin. Although it is no longer as strong as before, it still has a vague shape.

She suddenly remembered the miserable things that she and the man were by the wall in the dance hall during the day, and a wave of impulse rushed into her lower abdomen.

She actually has no shortage of sex at present. Although it is full of passiveness and falsehood, the physical contact is real after all.

Of course, there were very few real orgasms, and even if there were, they were covered up by the sorrow of revealing her most privacy in the public environment at that time.

However, when she untied her heart knot today, this psychological self-prevention gradually disappeared, and the demand for that distorted pleasure quietly occupied a place, like a crack in a porcelain that could not heal.

The room with the light turned off, the light from the window made the room as hazy as in the dance floor.

She took off her clothes, gently crawled between her husband's legs, slowly lifted the quilt, took off his underwear, picked up the still dead little thing with her fingertips, and looked closely.

The glans is streamlined, and although not full, it is still a bullet-shaped shape with an aggressive meaning.

The vertical hole in the middle was tightly closed, seemingly harmless, but she knew that many viscous liquid had been sprayed out there, presenting a thin white, exuding a unique and odor.

She had tasted that flavor before, but not her husband.

If possible, if he could ejaculate now, she would definitely feel like a treasure and would not waste a single drop.

The liquids were injected into her body, over and over again.

The deepest part of the vagina should be the mouth of the uterus, and it will always be washed away by the burning mucus and feel extremely comfortable.

At that time, she was moaning in seemingly painful joy, trembling and depressing, afraid that she would be heard by the mother-in-law next door.

Her cheeks were hot for this thought, but she also stimulated the burst of lust.

She continued to think, trying hard to recall the confusing feeling.

A feeling of emptiness and itching came from her lower body. She slid down with one hand and took a hand on her pussy. She found that she was already filled with juice.

She pressed her clitoris with her fingers and rubbed it slowly.

This feeling is not perfect, but after all, it is different from the indifference of the guests during the day, and it is just right, making her unable to help but want to forget the whole world.

However, something was missing. She opened her mouth helplessly and gently, stuck out her tongue, and put the fleshy little dick in.

Thanks to the stimulation during the day, her body has been in a state of hormonal surplus. The first wave of climax is like a rainstorm. A sudden downpour has washed her whole body and shivered, and her skin flushed.

However, this was not enough. The cock in her mouth had just entered the state, pressing hard against the base of her tongue.

Outside the window, there was a sound of a heavy vehicle driving over the road in the distance, and the sound seemed to run over her heart.

She suddenly let go of her mouth and stood up, allowing her breasts to tremble with a wave due to the rapid movement. She turned around with a slightly crazy expression, sat on her husband, hung her butt directly above the cock that had not yet been softened, and then grabbed it with her hands, aimed it at her vagina and pressed it up, all of which was sank into it.

She leaned forward, supported the bed between her husband's legs with her hands, and gasped in her mouth.

This is the first time that the two of them have been able to get married since the accident.

However, this state could not last long, and she knew very well in her heart and quickly moved.

He was also afraid that the movement would wake him up or be heard by his mother-in-law, so he just exerted force on his waist, which was half-skinned and half-swelled on his husband's lower body.

Unfortunately, the cock had already shown obvious elasticity when it was inserted. Before it could move a few times in her vagina, it was soft and slipped out as she moved.

She hurriedly raised her butt and turned around, not caring that her dick was still stained with her vaginal fluid, so she opened her mouth and sucked it in again.

When it got hard again, she couldn't care about it this time. She went forward and straddled it, inserted it into her vagina again, and then swung her waist under the pressure of squatting on it.

Her husband's pubic hair rubbed back and forth on her labia majora, and with the stickiness and slipperyness of the vaginal fluid, it was numb, but after a few strokes, the cock became soft again.

After repeating this several times, she was so tired that she was breathing. She had to be careful in her movements. She was sweating on her forehead. In the end, she couldn't really feel the long-lost pleasure.

The desire for orgasm mixed with despair surged into her heart. She knelt above her husband's belly, thrust her lower abdomen forward, held the windowsill with her right hand, and used her left hand to force her vagina to separate her vagina with her fingers, making the most delicate part facing her husband's face. Her middle finger rubbed and fucked back and forth between the clitoris and vagina, while murmured in a very low voice: Dazhuang... wake up Ah... look at my pussy... um... This is your favorite pussy... Ah... Ah... Ah... Has been fucked by others... Ah... They are also picking my pussy... Ah... Get up and fuck me Ah... I want... Um... I want you to fuck me... Fuck me hard... Ah... like crying and complaining.

The desire gradually swallowed the reason. She took her right hand back and rubbed her breasts. A drop of milk gradually gathered at the top of her long nipples, refracting the faint light outside the window, and was trembling by her nipples, and finally dripping onto her husband's body, and then a drop gradually gathered.

She clenched her teeth, her brows almost twisted together, and her hands were so sore, but she was still digging quickly and randomly in her vagina.

Until the climax came again, it was like a lightning flashing across her body, almost exploding her mind and body.

She hurriedly supported the windowsill with her remaining reason and tried her best to maintain her balance.

In the room filled with night, in the man's low and peaceful breathing, only a white body twitched silently. The vaginal fluid dripped along the buttocks onto the man's belly, and some of them flowed down the inner side of her thighs, mixed with sweat.

This was a very physically exhausting behavior, so that she didn't even want to move the place anymore, and just curled up beside her husband's legs and fell limp.

The passion retreated, and she remembered her behavior and nonsense just now, and began to blame herself again.

My husband does not know or hear it, but no one sees it in cultivation, and if he wants to know it, God will know it.

This obscene and debauchery language was never so shameless even when she masturbated before.

After a little slowing down, she hurriedly got out of bed and carefully pulled the sheets out from under her husband. Fortunately, most of his body was unconscious and he was sleeping drowsy, so she still used them for a while.

The new bed sheets cannot be put in, so I can only wait until the morning.

She picked up the dirty sheets and wanted to go out, but she realized that she was still naked. She turned around and thought that it was already midnight. Her mother-in-law had probably fallen asleep, so she opened the door, soaked the sheets in the bathroom basin, and made a wet towel to take care of her husband.

After walking around with his butt for two rounds, the cool night breeze passed through the room and brushed against her, adding a little bit of interest, making people feel itchy.

She simply went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water, then went back to the house, without any clothes, pulled a towel and covered herself, and fell asleep.

Zhou Xianghong actually didn't sleep at all, but she didn't notice Li Xiuling's crazy next door.

Sorrow, tension, sorrow and irritability took turns in her heart, like a revolving lantern.

From lying down until late at night, she was still unsure of what to do with that Qiang Brother.

Until Li Xiuling came out and went back, she quietly got up to go to the bathroom and saw the bed sheets soaked in the basin, and thought it was made by Dazhuang.

Although he has the consciousness of excretion, he is not as good as ordinary people after all. He used to have urine leaked and dirty the bed in the middle of the night.

Later, before going to bed, they always restricted him from drinking water, for fear that something would happen in the middle of the night, so they didn't find it easy to develop bedsores in time.

Tonight she fed him a piece of watermelon, but he still wanted it after eating it. He was willing to give it to him. The mother couldn't bear to see her son's desire, so she fed another piece.

Maybe it was the watermelon that caused the trouble...

She didn't think about Li Xiuling at all. First, she didn't hear any movement, and second, she knew about Li Xiuling. Sometimes she masturbated secretly, and at the last moment she was in the bathroom, so she would definitely not dirty the big bed.

She was a little moved. Although Xiuling’s way to make money was not serious, she must be a physically intensive business. It is difficult for her to be able to cheer up and take care of Dazhuang so carefully...

When I returned to the house and went to bed, the child had a nightmare and frowned and hummed.

She quickly leaned over beside her, patted her gently with her hands, and hummed the tone that Lele liked to listen to before going to bed.

This child has been easy to serve since he was a child. When it was time to coax him to bed, he lie down and hummed and slapped for a while and then fell asleep, which was not worrying at all.

There is a child in the back building about the same age as Lele, and she was also accompanied by her grandmother. She helped her to endure an old lady back then...

From time to time, I could see her sticking yellow paper on the telephone pole on the street, and she wrote in a black pen that said, "The sky is panic and the earth is panic. There is a noisy Yelang in my house."A gentleman passes by and recites it three times and sleeps until dawn.

The child will not stick to it until he can speak or walk. It may be because the feng shui of the telephone poles is not good, and those who pass by are illiterate.

It doesn't matter when she starts, she can't sleep even more, and the past and details of life come to her mind one by one.

It was not until the chickens cried, and God knew who had raised roosters in this city and then he fell asleep in a daze.

It was not because she was sleepy, but because she finally made up her mind.

She decided to ask Brother Qiang to explain the matter clearly and must not delay it and cause even greater trouble.

I didn’t take the money from him. I am just an old lady. What else can he do to me if he is a gangster?Can you still eat me?!

She was wrong.First, there are no gangs in our country, only organizations or gangs of gangs of nature.Second, how can you understand this matter by saying it.

The next afternoon, Li Xiuling went to the dance hall to work. Zhou Xianghong settled his son and took out the small note from the corner of the cabinet. On the wrinkled paper, the numbers were like a magic spell, which made people feel panicked.

She held the note in her hand and went downstairs, and went to a little far away from home. She walked outside for two rounds before she walked in. She picked up the microphone and hesitated for a long time before dialing by the number.

After that, there was a long wait, waiting for the fat man named Brother Qiang to call back.

The phone rang suddenly and she was startled.

There was someone sitting down to make a phone call just next to her, and she had to cover her microphone with her hand and whisper: Hello...

Hello, who?Brother Qiang's voice sounded, and the background seemed a little noisy, as if there were many people and some people shouting something.

I...I am Zhou Xianghong...

who?You make a louder sound, I'm a little noisy!

A man's voice came out in the background: Why are you shouting?According to the rules of... we must... the noise suddenly became much louder and covered up the sound.

She had to raise the volume: I am Zhou Xianghong!week!Towards!red!

who?What... Oh, you Ah, hehe...why, what do you mean by calling me?Ready to pay back the money?

...What, Brother Qiang, Qiang, we don’t know each other, you... You are breaking the law when you are trying to make trouble for my family like this!

Hey, you called me just to educate me?Hey, I’ve given you too much face these days, right!You didn't understand what my brother brought to you that day?I have investigated your family's situation clearly. You have a daughter-in-law, granddaughter, and a son...

you!What do you want to do!I tell you, if you dare to do something randomly, I will call the police!Zhou Xianghong was anxious and angry.

I don’t have time to talk to you. To be honest, I’m downstairs of your house now, and I don’t have time to take care of your messy matter today!

You...what are you doing downstairs in my house?!

Oh... you don't have a phone number... Is this a call outside?Hey, what are you doing, you will know if you come back and take a look!

After saying that, he hung up on the opposite side.

Zhou Xianghong put down the phone, ran back.

She was shocked and scared, and tripped on a tiled tiles on the sidewalk and almost fell down.

There were already a lot of people blocking downstairs of the community. It seemed that they were divided into two groups. One of them, Zhou Xianghong knew them, and they were all old neighbors.

The other group was mostly young and strong men, and there were a few hunched and angry people, all of whom were holding shovels and picks, wearing blue and black clothes, which at first glance looked like police uniforms.

The two policemen stopped between the two groups and were waving their hands to each other to shout.

Zhou Xianghong leaned forward against the edge of the building and then saw clearly that the fat man Qiang was standing among the group of outsiders.

She leaned forward again, and a figure suddenly popped up from the neighbor, clearly Aunt An with her right arm hanging around her neck: No!Why do you just need to scatter it!It's just a hindrance to the appearance of the city!

The crowd followed behind us with a commotion.

A person stood next to Brother Qiang: Yesterday we posted a notice, limiting you to move away your personal property for 24 hours, and it will be officially cleaned up this afternoon!If you don’t listen, don’t blame us for being very active when working!...Brothers!Demolve it for me!

As soon as the words were finished, a group of young and strong people rushed forward. Although the neighbors were crowded, most of them were elderly people. They could not stop the group of people for a while, and they were squeezed out several people.

This time, the crowd was in an uproar: Urban management is beating people!...The police are in charge?!

Zhou Xianghong was confused. She saw that although the two policemen were also persuading Brother Qiang, the blocking was actually aimed at the masses.

The local film police officer has heard of some of her work style, and she is quite fair. I don’t know what happened today.

Just as he was thinking, another policeman got out of the car on the side of the road and pulled the tall policeman aside. The two of them muttered and didn't know what they said. The tall man curled his lips and turned to find the person who stood up and said to him. It seemed that he was the head of the group of urban management: The branch instructed that demolishing illegal buildings is a normal law enforcement behavior. On the basis of ensuring the safety of people's lives and property, the police have no right to stop them... Then he patted his shoulder and whispered something. Zhou Xianghong only looked at his mouth, but heard nothing clearly.

However, you must pay attention to the standards and not let your brothers be embarrassed.

That's that's that.

The man nodded with a smile. The three policemen turned around and did not drive away. They sat inside and watched.

The two groups of people immediately pushed each other, and the urban management team did not go too far. They just used tools to hold them in to push the masses in, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Zhou Xianghong hid in the corner and didn't dare to show off her vigour, but she just couldn't stop watching.

In a short while, a loud and loud soprano suddenly sounded behind the neighbors: It's amazing!Someone has already removed it inside!