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Aying, who returned to the mountains, called and said that she was about to get married and hoped that Xuehui would attend her wedding.

When she received this call, Xuehui was being entangled by Yang Wei to take a nap, but she couldn't sleep. She just had a naked body exposed and let Yang Wei's hands wander on the round body of her jade. She was impatient, and she jumped excitedly when she heard the ringing of the phone.

She saw her big eyes narrowed into a pair of crescent moons, her face full of hearty smiles, half slanted, holding Jane in one hand and scratching her falling hair with the other, and the plump breasts on her chest trembled happily with her movements.

Seeing her so happy, Yang Wei rubbed her breasts even more recklessly. Xuehui made him itchy and laughed even more. She panickedly covered her receiver and shrank her body into a ball. It took a while for the fun to finish it, so she agreed to Aying in full to the microphone.

Yang Wei was unhappy when he heard this: If you want to go, you will go by yourself, I don’t have time to spend time with you.

Then I'll let my brother go with me.

Xuehui raised her lips and pretended to be unhappy. She turned her back to him and buried her face in the pillow. Yang Wei had no choice but to move her white shoulders and put her mouth behind her ears and kissed her.

Xuehui waited for him tossing for a while before she tumbling over. Her lips and tongues were intertwined together, and her whole body lay on him. The two of them rolled and fought and kicked the entire quilt under the bed, and it took a while to recover.

Xuehui said: My brother will accompany me for at most two days. What else can you worry about following my brother?

It’s not that I’m worried, but that I can’t bear to leave you. How can I spend these two days?Yang Wei looked pretty, but he didn't stop moving his hands.

Stop making trouble, stop making trouble, look at the bottom of others getting wet.Xuehui pushed him.

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A few years ago, Yang Wei led Aying into the house from the mountains. At that time, Aying was far from as rich as she is now, with a thin body and flat breasts.

Xuehui was as harsh as picking sluts in eggs and picking bones in tofu. She changed several times one after another, but none of them satisfied her. Yang Wei complained and said: You are not picking your wife, why are you so picky?

Unexpectedly, this sentence offended her, causing her to raise her eyebrows, and her happy expression disappeared from her face. She bit her white teeth and clenched her lips until her tight face calmed down for a while. A row of neat and new teeth marks were printed on her lips.

He never gave him a good face in a few days, and when he got on bed, he turned his bare back to him.

Yang Wei did not dare to be negligent. When he heard someone introduced that a relative was going to help in the city, he went to the mountains in person. Finally, he brought the little girl out in the deep mountains and dense forests. At this moment, he was still sweating beads on his head. He took off the pair of gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, first breathed a few breaths with his mouth to his eyes, then wiped the glasses with a snow-white gauze handkerchief, and then quickly wiped the sweat beads on his forehead.

I was waiting for Xuehui's verdict in my heart.

Like many houses in the city, when you enter the door, you will pass through a spacious corridor. Everything in this house is bright and white, with a faint pattern on the ceiling, and the dark red light on the floor can shine with a shadow. The living room is clean and neatly decorated, even the copper nails hanging with paintings are like a smile. There is a rectangular green blanket in the middle, two very wide sleeping chairs on the blanket, and a magnetic bottle is placed on the coffee table near the window, a bunch of water-red carnations and white night fragrance is inserted into it, exuding a faint refreshing fragrance.

A Yingcheng stood in the living room with panic in fear and panic.

On the way, Yang Wei had already told her that the hostess of the family, Xuehui, was very picky and had tried several people, including old, middle-aged, and young girls of the same age as her. After a few days of work, she had no reason to fire her.

In fact, their family is very simple. They are just the couple and a little girl. When the child was young, Xuehui didn't take care of herself. Now that she is in kindergarten, she wants to find a nanny. Yang Wei thinks that she is too busy with work and can't take care of the house. Her wife is too lonely and wants to find a companion and help with housework.

Aying looked at the hostess with her timid eyes. Xuehui was concentrating on painting scarlet oil on her feet. Her thighs were raised to her face, and the hem of her nightgown was shrinking up to the base of her thighs. So Aying saw the bright red shorts inside her.

Aying had never seen such smooth and delicate thighs. Its slender silk is thin and thin, but its flesh is not showing any bones. The whiteness of the toenails surprised Aying even more. It was cut into an almond-like shape, with a bright green glow. The toenail head was soft and round and beady. She was concentrating and charmingly chuckled the circle of lips and gently blew the breeze. The crown armor that was already scarlet and red like a bright red plum. She tried extremely hard to pull the distance from her toe, and her waist was bent and her legs were raised higher toward her chest, squeezing her round and plump breasts, making her round and plump breasts look round and full.

Xuehui finally raised her face and looked at her carefully: The little girl is pretty and clean, hey, please ask her to rest.The sound is clear and light with a warm feeling.

Aying then looked at her boldly, with dark, black, and long-lasting eyes full of life and with fire-like passion. The velvet-like black eyebrows on her eyes were clearly curved gracefully, like a bow. Her bright red face was like the most beautiful blooming flower, her berry-red lips slightly twitched, and she saw the white and bright teeth that looked like pearls.

Aying was fascinated by her beauty.

Yang Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and he took Aying to a room: This is yours and your sister. Sister Hui will teach you what to do and how to do in the future.

As if he entered the fairy tale world, Aying suddenly felt that the arrival of happiness was so sudden, such a pure, bright and interesting room. The designer could imagine such a childlike decoration.

Aying looked at the room curiously. She didn't know when Yang Wei went out. Two beds were lined up side by side, and a wardrobe was made from a wardrobe. Aying opened it. Half of the clothes were all the little girl's clothes, but the other half was empty. It must have been left for her. She couldn't help but look at the small and pity bag she brought, which seemed to be unable to fill the spacious wardrobe.

At this time, Xuehui came in, holding a lot of clothes in her hand, and threw them on the bed: Take off all your body, throw them away, and wear them in the future. I like girls who always dress up beautifully and look energetic.

Aying glanced at the clothes with a slanted eye, and almost screamed out loud. She nodded obediently and said with gratitude: Sister Hui, you are so nice to me.

Silly child, those who make Sister Hui look at you will regard you as a sister.Xue Hui smiled, and then said unintentionally and ulterior motives: As long as you are obedient and sensible, you are fine.

Aying lighted her head as if she was a chicken pecking at millet. At this time, Yang Wei had already brought the little girl back from the kindergarten. She was a child in the city. She looked white and agile. At a young age, she also imitated adults to draw eyebrows, apply faces, and bright lipstick. She dressed her originally white and tender face more beautifully. After a while, she became familiar with Aying and leaned into her ear and whispered: The old aunts and mothers thought they were rustic and not dressed beautifully.

The supper was taken by Yang Wei in the kitchen. There were not many dishes, but Aying had never eaten them before and it was very delicious.

Xuehui picked up a lot of dishes for Aying, but Ke'er could already go to the dining table without having to feed her. She was trying hard to tame the chopsticks in her hand.

Xuehui gave Yang Wei the crab roe on the plate and asked casually: How is my brother doing?

Didn’t I go to Dashan today? I’ll do it tomorrow.Yang Wei replied: I’m not at ease when I ask someone to do it, why has your brother been here?

I'm here, I'm still lazy in bed and can't get up.Ke'er held her mouth.

Xuehui patted her gently and said: Don’t talk too much, eat your meal.

At night, Aying lay on the snow-white bed sheets and covered with silk quilts, so excited that she couldn't sleep.

The moonlight also seems to have a bit of warmth, baking on people's faces, like nestling in the soft fur, stretching out the chest from the quilt, and basking in the moonlight is more comfortable than basking in the sun, making the skin a little itchy, and the soul beats with joy.

She got up and tried on the clothes that Xuehui gave her. Some of them were worn through, and it seemed that they were from Xuehui. Although she was relatively generous in dressing, she was also able to get along well.

She slowly walked to the dressing mirror, opened her eyes wide, looked at her naked body, snow-white and round shoulders, slender legs, symmetrical and firm breasts and slender waist, and every part covered by the clothes was outlined by a wonderful curve, showing her beauty. But Aying thought it was too naked. Some not only exposed her shoulders but also her back, and some opened her front breasts and her breasts were accidentally removed. Although Aying's breasts were not so plump, everything was seen.

In fact, Xuehui's family is very simple, she just washes and picks up and drops off the children. In a few days, Aying got used to it and did a good job.

Not long after, she also integrated into their family.

She even manages many important objects in the house, and Keer has to find her everything. Yang Wei often asks her where the tie is. Xuehui can no longer leave her. Even her shorts and bras are tidying up and putting up the women's small things.

Gradually, Aying got used to everything, used to wearing open-breasted clothes, used to using fragrant powder and rouge, used to walking around at home in a tulle-like nightgown like Xuehui, used to dressing herself up in a variety of styles to the meat and vegetable market, to kindergarten, and other places. She has completely integrated into the life of the city and the life of Xuehui's home.

She used her not very mature eyes to keenly feel Xuehui's status in this family, and she obeyed her will and was loyal and responsible.

After dinner, Aying's busiest moment of the day. Ke'er was about to take a shower. She had already put a bath in a bath for her to play with herself, and just dress her later.

The family's clothes were rolling in the washing machine. Aying was tidying up the dining table, while holding her ears to prepare for Xuehui's call. Yang Wei was watching the TV in the living room with a sensual look at a TV that even Aying didn't want to watch.

After a short while, Aying went to Xuehui and her bedroom and bathroom to clean up the clothes she had changed. Xuehui was still immersed in the warm water in the bathhouse, and she didn't even bother to open her eyes. She always had hallucinations when taking a shower, and inspiration was like a spring. This was the result of excessive liberation of her body.

Aying then picked up the little girl's tricks that Xue Hui had thrown everywhere on the ground. When she picked up the shorts with only a few straps, she couldn't help but mumble: Isn't wearing them the same as not wearing them?

What do you know, little girl? This is for men to wear.

As she said that, she stood up from the pool. Aying hurriedly brought her bathrobe and opened it and waited, wrapping her up as she stepped out of the bathrobe.

However, she ignored it and stood naked in front of the mirror of the dressing table to admire herself. She did not hide her from her attractive, sexy body, long, plump and well-proportioned thighs and beautifully curved buttocks, a little bulge in her abdomen, slender waist and towering and strong breasts.

She raised her hand high above her head.

Aying found that the pile between Xuehui's legs was particularly prominent under the curly hair, and the bulging bulge was like the ripe peaches.

She couldn't help but lower her eyes and found that she was so flat.

At this time, Xuehui turned her head and said coquettishly: Why are you stupid? You haven’t gone to see Keer yet.

Aying suddenly came to her senses and went out with a bunch of clothes.

In the living room, Yang Wei was laughing at the TV happily. Although he was outside, he was the general manager of a financial institution. He was carrying his car to and from get off work every day. Sometimes when the people from his unit arrived at home, Yang Wei was always majestic and stern.

But at home, I can't show my majesty.

His blush and drooping faces, he looked weak and elegant on the surface, and his face was unusual. He had a slim and upright figure. He didn't look strong but a gentle person. His face was always immersed in contemplation, pale and bloodless.

Aying thought that such a man might not be able to shake his majesty when he got on the bed. She always wondered if a handsome man like Xuehui was just stuck with Yang Wei.

Xuehui's heart is very wild. Aying knew from the first sight when she saw her. And as people in the mountains said, she was covered in slutty flesh, unable to withstand men's teasing, and she became slutty and boring once she got hit.

At night, the couple always went to bed not too late before they went out, but it was not too late than when Aying was at home in the mountains.

This is how it is in the city. The night is full of neon lights and bright lights and shadows. Sometimes I am already asleep and the phone calls them out.

At first, Aying often couldn't stand it. Before Ke'er could sleep, she had already had her eyelids fighting. Now she also learned to watch TV series, even if it had to wait until very late.

Sometimes Xuehui's slutty laughter came from their rooms. Every night they always seemed to have not been tormenting enough. Xuehui's moans and screams in time. These often torture Aying, making her always have beautiful and happy dreams at night.

The night fog slowly faded, like a flowing transparent body, the east was white, and the floating veil-like fog enveloped the entire city. The city's buildings and trees were everywhere. If you say it had it, you can't see the whole of the buildings and trees. If you say it didn't, the cheerful place of the fog faintly revealed the outlines of the buildings and trees. As the fog became more colorful, it seemed like a mirage.

Yang Wei came to the top floor early. After years of work, he developed the habit of going to bed early and getting up early. Even if he was on vacation, he would not lie on the warm bed for a while, although Xue Hui really wanted him to be by her side.

The top floor, which he has been operating for many years, is a place he must come every morning. At that time, the one who chose the highest floor was to create such an environment on the rooftop. It was entangled with colorful colors, green and covered with various flowers, including apricot red, scarlet red, ink red, Wei Zi, Yao Huang, and a thousand purples, climbing ups and downs. This place winds for dozens of meters, extending in clusters and in clusters.

He couldn't help but sigh, the prosperous age is like a flower and the spring is like a painting. Who wouldn't want to pull the warmth of spring down a corner and cherish it in his own love nest, so that life can breed brightness and joy.

Yang Wei reads and reads flowers here every day. The red flowers and green leaves soak the skin, washing away many troubles and impetuousness in the world bit by bit. He feels calm and happy when he invites travel. Around him, among the green willows, and on the top floor where flowers are like brocades, the fresh and ignited morning light flows.

At first it was bright red, but later it was bright red and golden. Everything was moving, awakening, noisy, singing, and talking. There were big drops of dew everywhere, emitting red light like brilliant diamonds, and it was clear and bright, as if the bell was washed by the cold morning air coming towards us. Whenever Yang Wei was reluctant to leave to go downstairs, it was time to go to work, and his dedicated car had already been waiting for him below.

Yang Wei is a kind of person who is mature and follows the rules. Although he is not yet middle-aged, he is already an important figure in the local financial industry. With his hard work over the years, his business has been booming and his development has made him fall a lot of hair. He bald his head prematurely, leaving only a few scattered around him. He deliberately kept it and even cherished it. He always took care of it carefully, combed it in an orderly and tameless manner. He felt as if he was bleeding when he saw a hair in a place.

This made him look more gentle and gentle.

The room is decorated in a very luxurious and elegant manner, and the furniture is imported from original, with fine workmanship and looks comfortable and warm.

Yang Wei was dressed neatly and left home gently. Xuehui would not get up until noon. Since Aying came, she could do whatever she wanted and no longer have to worry about Keer and him.

Moreover, Aying extremely trusts Xuehui and is infinitely loyal to her.

Not only could she perform the tasks assigned to her by Xuehui in an orderly manner, she could even understand Xuehui's meaning before she could speak. Xuehui entrusts all the housework to her. Aying could understand her taste when cooking for her and clean up her room. She would not forget her shirt or socks. She knew Xuehui's keys and secret locks, but she never moved casually.

You should know what kind of eyes Aying looks at Xuehui, how respect and trust she has for her master. As long as Xuehui says whatever she wants, Aying thinks that she will refute her unless she is a madman. As long as Xuehui thinks everything is right, as long as what she says makes sense, and as long as she orders, she can do it. As long as she wants to do it, she will definitely succeed, and it will always be surprising if she succeeds.

Even if you chop Aying into pieces of meat, she will never change her view of Xuehui at all.

The moment Aying opened the door, she knew something was wrong. Someone did come in when she went out to sell vegetables.

Aying's intuition has always been very keen. At her home in the mountain, she could feel that someone was stealing fruits in the orchard on the mountain. Her father and her brother patrolled the mountain and confirmed Aying's strange function. It spread. On weekdays, anyone in the village lost chickens and ducks, escaped pigs and sheep, and Aying could probably help find it back. This ability is not based on eyes, nose and ears, but from the senses between the soul.

There is another thing that no one knows, that is, Aying is even more sharp about the matter between the man and the woman. When the night is quiet, which young man and the girl are playing with the wind and moon in the fields, which widow opens the door to welcome the man, whose old man slashes his wife's ashes, and whose brother-in-law eats his sister-in-law's tofu.

She knew it clearly in her heart, but these things were not known.

Aying closed the stainless steel door quietly, and then patrolled the room with concern. Seeing Xuehui's bedroom door was faintly hidden, a low snicker and a man's deep and hoarse voice came from inside, which sounded a little familiar.

Aying held her breath and pointed toward the wall, but she didn't dare to look inside to see what was going on, so she had to try to face her ear to the narrow door gap.

I heard Xue Hui's soft voice: You have made me excited and have no energy in my body.

I just like my sister's slutty look.The man smiled.

You can't just lick it like this. Seeing that people have been draining so much vaginal fluid for you, you should get up and do something else.Xuehui said in a dreamy way.

What do you want me to do for you?The man teased.

I want you to give me the wishful stick, and I want you to destroy me hard.Xuehui's voice was desperately hoarse.Have you seen me soaked?

Here, here, let's see what I showed to my sister.

Just a squeak sound was heard, like a warm wind blowing a pool of spring water, and a veracity sound came from inside. The sound gradually became more intense, like waves hitting a cliff, river water hitting the boat's side, and there were Xuehui's whispering and the man's heavy breathing sound in the gap.

Aying knew what was going on inside, and her feet were out of control and could not move as if they were scratched. Her heart felt like it was itchy and numb. She felt that her face was feverish, and she couldn't help but clamp her thighs tightly, and then a cool feeling appeared on the top of her thighs.

Xuehui's moaning sounds rose and fell inside, like a breeze blowing across the green grass, the scattered flocks walking and eating, and the bleating lambs, as if they were humming a gentle and graceful song.

The excitement is intermittent and exciting, like a few thrushes singing on the branches, the sound gradually calms down, as if the tides are falling, the moon is bright and the wind is clear, and the people in the sandbank are as quiet as a flower spring, and the lingering sound is as if there is and is not.

Although Aying seems to be young, she is not unfamiliar with things between men and women. The rural slang in the mountain villages, various places for rest in the pastoral areas, and the words that make people feel tired are talking about. It stimulates the cerebral cortex of young people who have developed slowly, and also provides initial enlightenment and enlightenment of their lust.

As long as people who are good at speaking and have slippery mouths can freely play roles. This kind of expression game that is closely linked to daily life has been passed down from generation to generation.

In the village, there is a nonsense between men and women that is unspeakable and unbearable to outsiders.

In their eyes, they are extremely normal and not unfaithful.

Usually, as long as I have free time, even if I walk or cross a bridge, I will hear Jianjian laughter and scolding.

Especially those who are older or married are even more coquettish. As long as they get married this year, they will dare to work with their clothes next summer. Although those girls who are older than Aying don’t get involved, they also laugh and look at them with relish, and their faces will not turn red.

Ah, brother, you're going crazy.Xuehui moaned happily.

It's cool enough, it's exciting enough.The man said happily.With the more powerful impact, it seemed as if a rush of imprisoned enthusiasm suddenly burst out with ecstasy.

Enough, enough, I can't stand it, I can't stand it, I want to fly, I want to float, float.

Xuehui's tone rose up intoxication, struggling to the heights, flying straight to the peak of the intertwined desires, and then sinking again, relaxing and disbanding.

Aying gasped heavily, trying to suppress the excitement in her heart. Her throat was thirsty like smoke, and a hot breath flowed all over her body. She knew that her underwear was soaked like a baby's nocturnal urine.

At this time, the sounds in the room did not remain silent for a moment. The voices of men and women were like two forces and two intoxicated lives. In the full ecstasy, they struggled to get the other. They were crazy about the eternal and absolute thing, and hugged each other in their desire.

The man gasped heavily like a farmer drinking a little drunk, staggering around the road, yelling and yelling to tell the world what he felt proud.

The woman's humming was long and sonorous, revealing fanatic joy, like a girl, who was full of love in the spring, ran to the fields and ran into the wheat fields, singing inspiringly towards the wind, the land, the clear sky, and the heart-wrenching heart.

A kind of sinking into the abyss of lofty desire, a feeling of liberation and satisfaction surged out, recurring, making groans of satisfaction, repeated greedily, then retreated like a tide, as if exhausted, and then again reflected in its melody, until the last breath was exhaled, dead, disappearing, drifting, and deep silence.

Aying rushed into her room as if she was running away, letting her breath out in a deep breath, and she opened her eyes wide and looked at the sun with a flaming flame. She gradually felt a little dizzy. She fell on the bed and shrank into a ball, covering the quilt with her head covering her face, allowing her heart to thrive, and her body was surging with blood. She pressed her face against the silk surface of the thin quilt, and she received the unique coldness of the silk fabric as if she was saved.

It was not until Xuehui came over and knocked on her door that she poked her head out of the quilt.

Xuehui sat on the edge of her bed, her face full of tiredness, like a flower that was destroyed by the storm, but her eyes were shining with crystal light, a kind of charm of satisfaction, her black and shiny hair made her carelessly combed it with infinite charm. The short robe made of extremely thin white silk on her body was densely woven with silver stars, and her elegant folds were folded. The statue-like figure could not only be seen from these folds, but sometimes it could be vaguely seen through the thin silk.

Xuehui stroked her hair with her hands and said: What did you see just now?

Aying only bit her lips and kept silent.Xuehui stroked her cheeks and said: I will see you when you see it. I don’t want to hide it from you, but you can’t talk nonsense about this.

After being touched by Xuehui so intimately, Aying's eyes suddenly became wet, and her unscrupulous eyes burst out from her eyes. She nodded firmly.

Aying knew exactly what she should express if she could get Xuehui's trust: As long as Sister Hui feels happy, you can do whatever you want.

Xuehui smiled with confidence: Aying is so good, I treat you as my sister.

Sister Hui, he is your brother Ah.It took a long time before Ah Ying could put this in his mouth.

Xuehui smiled sweetly, her eyes full of yearning: I love my brother, but I don’t like other men.

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The next morning, Xuehui and Xuesen took the only bus every day to go to the mountains. It was an old bus. The whole appearance was weathered and mottled, making people wonder whether it had fallen apart halfway.

Most of the farmers in the mountains were riding the car. Their faces were dark and soaked in the sun, their bodies were thin and strong, and their exposed skin was shining with bronze. The arms that had been working for many years were thick and plump, with clear edges and corners. These people were rushing home after finishing their business in the city. Baskets, baskets, cloth bags and bamboo cages filled the aisles of the entire carriage, and their mouths were still unclean and shouting the driver to drive quickly.

The machine finally roared and roared, and the car slowly started to move, and after a while, it turned into the road leading to the mountains.

As soon as the car entered the mountain road, Xuehui was extremely excited. Although the window next to her opened, the old man in front of her stuck out the head of the old man who vomited out like a rain star, she kept opening the window and looking at the scenery outside in a fuss.

I saw her kneeling on the seat with one leg bent and pedalingly on the bottom of the seat, her hips were plump and soft, Xue Sen couldn't help but a warm current surged into her heart, and she reached out to scoop her on her butt. Xue Hui turned around and saw that the eyes of the entire carriage were facing her, so she sat down embarrassedly. Xue Sen said in her ear: Tell you not to dress too much, but you just didn't listen.

The weather is so hot, you want me to get prickly heat.Xuehui responded in a delicate voice.

In fact, her outfit is not silly in the city, and she is also a very ordinary dress, but in the carriage full of mountain people, it looks too open. The broadband vest on the upper body not only bare the two round arms, but also makes her chest look bulging and plump because it is too tight. Although a narrow skirt is not short, the fatal thing is that there is a high slit in the middle and a pair of shoes with almost no heels under her feet, which are leisurely and light and easy, which is indeed suitable for movement in the mountains.

Xuesen admired Xuehui and knew that his sister knew how to dress herself up when she was young. When she grew up, she knew how to please others and what kind of clothes to wear at what occasions.

As soon as the car officially entered the mountainous area, the scenery immediately changed. The bumpy cars on the roads on both sides were high and thorny, gasping for heavy air and climbing up the slope, and then quickly slipping down the bottom of the valley. The sun sinking in the treetops made these roads present a strange and quiet and desolate scene. These mysterious visions with dense shadows, the emerald green peaks seemed to lead the car to a lost or deep pool or a sharp slope.

The passengers in the mountains were shaking left and right. They were used to such bumps. Xuehui was a little panicked. She held her brother's arm tightly, and her nails almost fell into her flesh. Xue Sen opened her heart and hugged her almost all in her arms.

I'll tell you a joke, there was a newlywed couple on a honeymoon, but they were on the train, and the woman sat on the man's lap.I was bumping, shaking, jumping up and down along the way, looking at the beautiful scenery outside the car window, I even clapped my hands and shouted: Wow, so beautiful, so beautiful.The conductor felt depressed when he saw it.Our rails are very flat, why is this woman shaking up and down?When I got closer, I realized that the woman not only had her skirt open, but her legs were even spread out in the center of the man's legs.

Xuehui bent down with a smile and buried her head in Xuesen's arms.

Now her nervousness eased a lot and her body became softer.

However, this laughter attracted everyone on the whole vehicle.

The car breathed a long breath like relief and calmed down. Finally, it arrived at the small town in the mountains. The front of the car was still emitting water vapor for a long time, spreading around.

There is still a long mountain road away from Aying's village. Xuesen carried Xuehui on his shoulders and carried a large bag and a small bag on his shoulders.

A path that is as confused as a path is winding through the woods in front, winding towards the green and overlapping hills on the hillside in the distance. Even if the sun is scorching, the sun will not penetrate the leaves. Even if there is only a trace of it, there are green grass like flowers and brocades.

Xuehui's hand that had already flew into the forest, she jumped happily, spreading her hands like a bird spreading her wings, running gracefully and gracefully. She bent here and bent there, which was so shocked that a sparrow fluttered its wings in front of her. After a while, there was a large bouquet of wild flowers on her hands.

After passing through the woods, the path rose in a winding and twists and turns, with deep valleys on both sides. Xuehui walked in front with pleasure, kicking the pebbles under her feet, bravely overlooking the abyss-like valley. Xuesen hurriedly put down her luggage and followed her, staring at her panting and afraid that she would be dizzy.

The sun shone on them, making people feel thirsty, so they walked through many piles of rocks along a trace of water and found a spring. The spring water was led out by a small bamboo tube for the past mountain people to drink. The surrounding ground was covered with moss. Xuehui knelt down and sucked at the bamboo tube. Xuesen also squeezed forward to imitate her.

When Xuehui was savoring the coolness of the spring water, Xuesen hugged her around her waist and wanted to steal the territory she was in the bamboo tube of the spring.

She resisted, their lips fighting as they pushed and snatched the ground. In this battle, they both grabbed the tip of the tube and bited it. The cool spring water was sometimes interrupted and sometimes sprayed out, splashing on their faces, necks, clothes and hands. The water droplets were attached to their hair, and the lightly shining on their sucking lips sometimes collided and sometimes rubbed lightly, sucking the spring water while sucking each other's lips.

Xuehui suddenly had a sudden idea and came up with inspiration. She filled her mouth with a sip of water, bulging her cheeks into a small skin, and then instructed Xuesen to let him quench his thirst with his mouth.

He smiled and opened his arms, stretched his neck and leaned his head back, sucking the sweet juice from the living spring, a hot desire poured into his lungs.

Xuehui was extremely gentle, leaning against him, her heart was pounding, her breasts swelled, her eyes looked delicate and exhausted, and she whispered quietly: I love you.

This time she was teasing Xuesen, and she leaned down and covered her blushing face with her hands.

He pounced on her and hugged her passionately, she gasped in the excitement of expectation, screaming as if she was hit by the thunderous thunder he had brought.

It took them a long time to reach the top of the mountain. Her heart was beating and she was exhausted. It was noon after that. In the scorching sun, the two of them came to the small village on the mountain with sweat and faces.

At a high place, the valley was surrounded by a high wall and a circular canal, and the water from which the crops flowed.

The river surface is not wide, and the water is just covering the knees. Dozens of strange-shaped stubborn stones are exposed high and low, both as an anvil for the village girl's clothes and as a bridge for pedestrians to cross the river.

On the higher slopes, herds of cattle and sheep were chewing on sparse grass, and the paths were covered with black and white stones, and there were strange small striped stones on the roadside, and the paths were crisscrossed and orderly.

This village is completely different from the houses they have seen in the past that were crammed into piles of houses.

They are lined up in long rows, all built in fan-surfaces north and south along the hillside. The higher the house, the higher the house, the larger the house, the larger the house, and like a peacock with open-screen screens.

The front door is open on the front of the colorful house, and the colors of the house look very harmonious. The walls are covered with lime and decorative materials such as ceramic tiles.

At the end of the path is a small burgundy yard. A pen stands a banyan tree that is thick with five or six embraces. The old roots and old tendons are arched, and the new branches and leaves are fluffy, covering the shade of several acres of land.

There are stone tables and benches built under the trees, and passers-by will inevitably take a break here. It happened to be noon. Under the shade of the trees, the mountain people who had eaten lunch or were eating lunch were mostly facing the two fashionable city people with their eyes open.

The people in this place were very presumptuous and looked straight, not hiding their surprise and curiosity at all.

Their eyes were excited, direct, naked and overly erotic, with a surprised, dull and satisfied look on their faces. They only had this look when the harrier hawks tear their prey with their claws.

Xuehui seemed a little busy under their gaze of being so terrified. She quickly accelerated her pace and passed by like a trot. Xuesen followed closely and heard them discussing: Look at the seams of the woman's middle skirt, and the underwear inside was seen by people.

Oh, what a big breast, it seems like there are two rabbits jumping inside.

Look at this butt, if I sleep with me all night, I will pinch and slap that place.

Following the scene, a group of old men, who were half-aged and half-aged, had good things, followed them to Aying's doorstep.

The first person to discover was Aying's mother. She cheered and threw down the rice bowl she held in her hand to greet her.

She clapped her hands and said happily: Why has the shuttle bus been gone for a long time and hasn't seen anyone yet? It turns out that she won't come.

I was busy asking my daughter-in-law to boil water and cook, and then came over to hold Xuehui's hand: This is Sister Hui. I heard Aying say that Sister Hui is handsome, and she looks like a person in the movie.

As he spoke, he stared at Xuehui like he was looking at the painting.

She is simply a fairy, with eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, face, figure, and expression. How could there be such a cute woman in the world? It must be that fairy who moved Sifan's mind in the upper world and quietly came to the world.

He whispered in her ears with Xuehui's exposed arms: Who is your husband so much?

Aying smiled and complained to her mother: Mom, seeing you talking, she didn't know how to let you go into the house just after a long time.

He came over to take the luggage from Xuesen's hand and said with a smile: My mother is happy.

Xue Sen looked at Aying carefully. She was still not tall or short, her plump and healthy chest, her round and powerful shoulders were very consistent with her plump and smiling face. Her beautiful face, which was tanned to the sun, was still a cute small nose and a pair of round, smart and flexible black eyes. Xue Sen smiled generously and entered the door with a group of people.

There were already many guests at home who were gathering around a few tables to eat and drink, all of whom were Aying’s relatives and friends, and many of them came from afar to congratulate Aying. It was so lively. People in the village kept coming to see the rare guests.

A few children squeezed outside the door, talking loudly and laughing. You pushed me and I lifted you, but didn't dare to enter.

Some of them were suddenly pushed from behind by others, pushed in, and jumped out, and after going out, they chased the person who pushed him.

Aying let them in, and they just pulled you and pushed me in, squeezing beside the table, and pushing and shoving, no one wanted to stand in front.

Later, the adults came, and most of the people came were men, old and young, shouting at the door, clamoring at the door, but squeezing towards the door.

They didn't dare to look too far, always beingware that their wives would suddenly turn around and see their greedy looks.

Once greeted by Aying's family, a whirlwind rushed in, with laughter and joy, the heat emitted from the red face, the fragrant smell of the soil on the mountain people, and the simple feeling like fire.

They sat down and couldn't get up. They served plates of meat and vegetables, and they were so rich that they could not be called famous. They were very rich. They shouted for a while, and they asked me to respect me.

Xuehui and Xuesen were immediately arranged to enter the upper seat of the table on the top of the hall and sit with the older generation.

When he came to the farmhouse in the mountains, Xuehui felt fresh about everything, and was surprised by the big pot of stewed vegetables, the meat cut into pieces, and the bowl of such a large size.

I also have a special liking for those fresh and tender side dishes that I pickled at home. Although they are spicy, they are still eaten in their mouths, so spicy that tears flow out.

The five houses of Aying's family face south and north, with a high ridge, but the roof is tilted very low. The protruding eaves form the corridor in front of the house. Plows, rakes, various agricultural tools, and fishing nets are hung under the corridor. This is the characteristic of this village. Above the forest is a famous large reservoir, with two wing rooms each from east to west. The open space in front of the house is cleaned very clean, and firewood is piled up on the side.

There are low buildings near the side, warehouses and cow pens. There are a lot of fertilizers from the fields in front, two pigs lie on them, and a few ducks wandering around. On the other side of the pile of firewood, when a rooster found a grain or a bug in the wood chips, it cried loudly, attracting many hens to scramble around it. The rooster then pulled its wings and leaned towards the hen, and then pounced on it. The hen ran away in panic. Then the rooster became quiet and was combing its feathers.

Xuesen said to Xuehui who had finished her meal: Look, that rooster is really useless, it's over in a short while.Does it look like Yang Wei?

Xuehui blushed and said: Then this hen is so pity. Before she could taste the taste, the rooster was done.

Just thinking that before his body was fully relaxed on the bed, Yang Wei was like paralyzed noodles and finished it softly.

A pair of bright and round eyes glanced at Xue Sen's body, and a warm love rose in his heart.

Xue Sen was talking when he heard someone laughing secretly on the low wall outside. He walked out. Outside the door, several women were crowded together and listening to them secretly. When they saw him, they flocked to flock.

I ran to a distance and started laughing.

At this time, Aying came over and pulled them to her room to rest. The room was clean and elegant, with the smell of powder, soap and snowflakes from her daughter's house.

Without other people, Xuesen became much more arrogant: Aying, I haven’t seen your one yet.

He will come here later, take a look at it, I can't explain it clearly anyway.

Aying followed Xuehui and was fiddling with a lot of dowry placed on the bed. Xuesen saw Aying kneeling on her, with her round butt raised, and pinched her there.

Aying exclaimed: Oh, Sister Hui, look at him exerting so hard.

Xuehui slapped her hand Xuesen and said: Go, what are you doing with women? Don’t touch me? Aying is someone else’s wife now.

Xuesen was admiring the two women on the sofa next to her, which seemed to be familiar. Xuehui was scattered from the bag and was experiencing some of the female tricks she brought to Aying. The flowers were so red and green that it was fascinating.

Aying shook a pair of shorts with only a few straps and said to Xuehui: I dare not wear this, otherwise he would say mine again.

There is such a thing.Xuehui felt strange: I don’t wear Yang Wei for him to show him.As he spoke, he looked at her brother, and the meaning in his words was very obvious: only for his beloved brother.

I really don't understand the fun.Xuesen gurgled.

Aying then turned her lips and said sarcastically: It's not like you're making your own sister scream.

Xuehui pinched her thick thighs and said: You are so jealous that you didn’t secretly taste the taste at that time.The two of them laughed.

Aying took a bra and gestured on her chest. Did she sell it according to your size? I am not as big as yours.

After some time, the man's hand became bigger.Xuehui was talking and laughing.

A Yingniang came in and looked at the colorful bed, bed covers and clothes so happy that she couldn't even close her mouth, and praised the value of the gift.

Then he pointed to the small pants and said to Xuehui: Why did you buy her these pants? What's the difference between wearing them and not wearing them? It won't hurt you if you hang them out and steal them. If you lose them, you won't feel sad. It's the people who stole them and do that irregular thing.

When I first came back, the items you gave me disappeared as soon as I hung them, which made me not wear them since then.Aying answered.

There is such a thing.Xuehui asked curiously.

Ayingniang fell to her ear and whispered: All the second-rate men in the village took it away. I heard that some of them put the object on the man's thing and masturbated.Some people put them on their noses and smell them, and these men were all sick.

Auntie, don’t we all wear this way.Xuehui said, bent her knees slightly, lifted up her skirt and showed her underwear to Aying's mother.

Ayingniang reached out to pat her ass: You people in the city are different. Look at how smooth the flesh on Sister Hui is on her body. Which man is really blessed to take you?

As he spoke, laughed, and played, the groom came. Xuesen looked at him, his strong and broad body, his big head was very asymmetrical, his cheeks seemed to be bubbles blowing hard by a child, and his whole face was bulging. He had a pair of greedy, low-sinking eyes, his fat nose was covered with acne, and he gave a rough, undecorated, nouveau riche vulgarity. From entering this door, his pair of eyes never left Xuehui's body, and he peeked into the cracks of her skirt without restraint.

I had heard Aying say that Sister Hui was as beautiful as a fairy, so I often urged her to invite you. Today, I saw it and it turned out that it was worthy of my reputation.

Xuehui was a little angry by his eyes that did not hide her desire in her heart. She turned her back to him, and he actually walked around. His hands could not stop, and even pacing, his fingers kept beating, as if exploring something in the air.

As soon as you entered the village, you two caused a sensation. Those old and young men didn’t know each other, so don’t bother with them.

It's nothing, the villagers are very enthusiastic and we are very happy.Xuesen responded and answered.

Sister Hui is here to help me dress up the bride. If I can dress up as beautiful as you, I will be very developed.

He smiled again and leaned closer to Xuehui. His face always had a arrogant smile from the winner, and his voice was thick and sonorous.

Sure, certain.Actually, Aying is very beautiful.Xuehui was a little frightened and answered in a timid way, not as arrogant as before.

Then change it with your husband.He said, the stubborn and almost crazy enthusiasm only those who are proud of their careers in speculative and risky careers will do it.

Don’t be more outrageous the more you say it. I will tell you A Bing, it’s still time for you to regret it now.Aying's eyebrows were frivolous and scolded him angrily.

It's fun, why do you take it seriously?As A Bing said that, he went over and gently stroked Aying's back.

Xuehui is also knowledgeable and has seen countless people, but she has never seen such a shameless face. She just ate enough tofu in her eyes and took advantage of her mouth. She was even panicked by teasing. She had long been trying to teach this unworthy person a lesson.

As soon as I thought, I became another face. My eyes were filled with spring feelings, my smile was coquettish and frivolous, and I spoke coquettishly and had a very heavy nasal sound: People say that there are four great pleasures in being a human being, do you know?When you have a long drought, you will meet a sweet dew, or you will be a gold medal in the golden list, you will meet an old friend in a foreign land, and then you will be a wedding night.Getting married is a little pass. You will be the top scorer tonight. I wonder how the groom is preparing.

Everything is ready. As a sister, you have to teach you a few tricks. What I said is to use it on the bed.A Bing's face was full of laughter.

I will tell Aying about this, but I don’t know what ability you want.

After saying that, he sat opposite him, and raised his legs and crossed his legs to shrink his skirt upwards. The slit was opened a lot, and then he could see the brightly colored piece of cloth on his swaying thighs.

Xuehui saw that the muscles, skin, lines, lines, and expressions of his body immediately changed miraculously, as if the sun branches of Guanyin Master were purified on a lump of wood, as if the prince's love turned a toad into a beautiful girl.

She gave him a tyrannical and melodious look. Any woman with the power to enjoy the respect of a man knows how to use this look to express her wishes.

I have the ability, and I have always been able to make women obedient.He spoke diligently and respectfully.

Aying's face was a little unhappy: Sister Hui, don't make fun of him.

No man is not competitive, but he is really a silver gun and candle head.Xuehui spoke with resentment and anger, and she threw her eyes while talking.

A Bing was so numb. He had never seen such a frivolous and coquettish woman who spoke boldly and boldly. There were hundreds of ants squirming in her body, and her desire was rising.

He hurriedly said: I am different from other men.

Then how do I know?

Xuehui said as she stood up and paced around the room, her steps were like a breeze blowing on the lotus pond, and the lotus leaves swayed and danced happily, showing the woman's tortuous and delicate figure.

Xue Sen watched coldly, and was very familiar with her beloved sister's temper and admired her ability to control men.

She likes that men appreciate her, love her, and can be controlled by her, as if she has brought this instinct to dominate her desire from birth, a kind of instinct or simply a desire to wake up from the beginning of speaking.

A Bing's chest was flushed red, his eyes flashed with wild light, and he couldn't make a sound due to anxiety. His tongue was half stretched out, but he still stuttered: I'm different, if you don't believe me, ask A Ying.

After saying that, he consciously said something and said, "I have to leave, and I have to ask a group of people from the town government tonight."

So he said goodbye to their brother and sister, turned around and left.

Aying suddenly remembered something and followed her and chased her out.

After a while, when she came back to the room, she saw Xuehui and the others entangled and shouted loudly: Hey, why can't I stand it anymore?

The two bodies separated like electric shock. Seeing Aying's sarcastic look, Xuehui put her hand into Xuesen's crotch more recklessly and made faces at Aying.

Aying scratched her face and shyed her.

Aying has long been accustomed to the slutty love affairs between their brother and sister.

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I remember one time, that day, they hurried back home from outside and realized that it was almost lunch time. Aying had already taken Ke'er home and was playing with building blocks in the living room. Aying was busy making lunch.

After Xuehui opened the door, Xuesen had completely embraced her in her arms. He thought her breasts were the most exciting. They were indeed so round, plump and strong. The snow-white and pink nipples as jade were just displayed in the dress with a low neckline. He put his hands in and his fingers flicked.

Xuehui has been obsessed with her brother's big hands since she was a child. Whenever she went out to play, she would hold these hands tightly. In its warm palm, she felt a sense of security under its traction.

His fingers were pale and slender. She was obsessed with these big hands. Her lyrical world was once opened by these big hands. She once placed all her imaginations of men on these big hands.

At this time, she just kissed Xue Sen's mouth lightly, signaling Aying, who was busy behind her, and shouted: Aying, my brother is here to have lunch.

Xuesen could only suppress the fire in his heart and sat upright on the sofa in the living room. Every time they came here, there were new additions. The TV was changed and the bigger the speakers became, and the audio became more advanced. Many pieces of large and small were piled up together. When the red leather sofa was touched, they were trapped in. The surroundings were softly wrapped around, and it felt comfortable to move the position.

Xuehui was wearing a gray dress with a big slit in front of the skirt. When she moved a little, her white and jade-ying thighs were vaguely visible. She snuggled up to Xuesen and said in his ear: Yang Wei is not coming back to have dinner, the time is all yours, I will play a song for you first.

She walked to the front of the audio like a willow, bent down and fiddled, and her butt was raised high, tight, round and firm. With a rolling sound, the music vibrated from all directions. This is the effect of a good audio.

Xuehui walked shakingly, her body exuding charming colors in the twisting, which made him feel dazed.

She sat down next to him, moving her legs to rest her head on his lap, her hair scattered like a waterfall on his legs.

He could see Xuehui's breasts squirming in her clothes, and her nipples were half-visible and half-exposed like two ripe cherries.

Her eyes were staring at him, full of teasing and sexy. She lay in Xuesen's arms and slowly raised her hands to hug his neck, took her body and pressed her bright red lips against him. She rubbed her gently, gently licked his mouth with her tongue, stretched her hand out of his collar to touch his strong back, and slowly sat up straight, kissing and unbuttoning the buttons on his clothes, then touching his wide chest to his lower abdomen.

At this moment, Aying was out of the way. Her hands were almost knocked over. She turned her head embarrassedly, and Xuehui smiled at her and signaled to take Ke'er away.

Xue Sen became even more unscrupulous. He stood up and hugged her tightly, and his hands were the first to touch her breasts. Once the nipples touched his hands, they became hard, very elastic, solid and full. Xue Hui moved her position so that her entire chest could be exposed to him. She just stuck out her tongue and kissed his nose, eyes, and lips greedily.

The two of them fell on the sofa and entangled them. Xue Sen's caress became more and more powerful, faster and more intense. Xue Hui's breasts squirmed like a little lion, biting and gnawing on his skin, making a moan like a beast. He inserted it hard between her legs to try to separate it, but she clamped it tightly to prevent him from succeeding.

At this time, the music gradually calmed down, as if it was about to disappear, but then another vague melody, at first lively and joking, as if it was a childhood playful memory, as if it could hear the voice of the child, noisy and happy, and then the music became strong rhythm and heroic, as if it showed the carefreeness of the young, the courageous vitality and abundant energy of the young. Later, the music slowly softened, as if it was expressing love and expressing the heart song, and then it became lower and lower, turning into passionate whispers.

Aying had already prepared a table of food, but she didn't dare to disturb them in the living room. She was taking care of Ke'er and eating first. When Xuehui and Xuesen came to the dining room, she stood up and led Ke'er and wanted to avoid it. Xuehui smiled and drank her: Look at you being separated, we didn't avoid you, you avoid us.

Aying blushed and sat obediently on Fan Zhuo and ate with them.

Xuehui then said to her: Aying, I bought you underwear from Shan, in the plastic bag outside, and you can pick it up by yourself later, and see if you should use a cover to cover it. Don’t always let the two grapes appear and make people eye-catching.

As he said that, he pointed at Aying's chest with chopsticks.

Then I thank Sister Hui.Aying blushed and thanked him.

Xuehui joked: My brother bought it for you.

Then I dare not ask for it, what am I?Aying speaks very smartly.

Xuesen patted Xuehui's cheek and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

Xuehui leaned at him coquettishly: Are they kidding?

I almost forgot to tell you something serious. I made a lot of stocks these days, and I raised all the profits and we shared them.Xuesen became serious.

What are you going to divide it? Keep it yourself and remember to pay interest when the deadline is up.Xuehui said with her head tilted.

And the stock market is booming these days, and I want to make another big sum.Xuesen said with confidence.

Xuehui thought for a moment and nodded: When Yang Wei returned home, I told him how much you want, you can tell him by yourself.

Xuesen hugged her and kissed her suddenly: What a good sister.

Xuehui responded regardless of the greasiness of her mouth, and her two bodies were caught in a piece.

Aying just laughed at them: I have to finish the meal.

They came to Xuehui's bedroom. Xuehui was attached to the door, and her passionate and passionate eyes were facing him. Xuesen rushed forward so that her steps seemed nervous and she released materials. Her feet tripped and almost threw them down.

elder brother.

Xuehui screamed in surprise and a ecstatic cry.

She could feel it coming so quickly and reaching a peak that she put a hand on her mouth to suppress the loud yell that erupted from the body due to pleasure.

Xuesen's lips pressed against hers, and her lips began to move in his mouth. He tried his best to suppress the desire in his heart and hugged her firmly and carefully.

Her fingertips gently rubbed his cheeks, and a fireworks burst into his body. He was mumbled in his mouth. He moved his right hand and finally touched her breasts, then held it, rubbed her nipples with his fingers and squeezed them as it became hard.

Xuehui broke free from his arms and looked at him unabashedly with admiration and lustful eyes. She separated her barefoot and her palms, and her arms were flat on her chest and leaned back slightly: Your passion was fully exposed.

I am so close to you, the idea of ​​taking possession of you has driven me crazy.

Xuesen pounced forward again, and he gently unbuttoned Xuehui's gray silk skirt with four buttons on her shoulders, letting it slide onto her thighs. Sister, you are so beautiful.

Xuesen praised in a hoarse voice, doubting whether he had ever obtained her.

Xuehui is born with such charm, making every time a man looks at her like the first time.

She moved her body gently and let the skirt slide to the ground. At this time, Xuesen found that she was wearing nothing in her skirt. When he thought that she was sitting next to him just now, he suddenly felt that he was so lacking in self-control. When Xuehui stretched out her legs to tease him again, he leaned forward and squatted down, teasing her with her tongue very familiarly.

Xuehui pressed his face between her legs, her body shaking, and she was busy untiing his clothes while panting.

Aying was busy in the kitchen for a while, and then took Ke'er to the bathroom to wash her hands and face, dressed up the little man in a pretty and cute way. She didn't forget the clothes Xuehui gave her, so she came to the hall happily.

Before she could sit on the sofa and open the bag, she suddenly saw Xuehui's naked body twisting and squirming through the crack of the half-closed door in the bedroom. Never saw this little girl having seen such a erotic and exciting situation. In amazement, her eyes could not bear to leave, and her hands were trembling and no matter how hard she tried, she could not untie the strap in the bag. She accidentally turned the strap into a dead knot.

Xuehui's hair was fluffy and messy, and her eyes were illuminated incredibly. The soft voice of her usual voice turned into almost screaming. The posture of her holding Xuesen's head with both hands was contrary to the usual gracefulness. Her desire rose high under her unrestrained reaction. Xuesen felt something abnormal and almost undeserved in her crazy movements when she was trembling or holding his hair.

Give it to me.She was praying, her eyes closed tightly, pressing her merciless body towards him, and murmured: Hold me to the bed.

Aying couldn't see anything, so she could only raise her ears to check the movement inside, and her fingers became extremely agile, unbuttoning the knot on the messy straps.

Facing the colorful women playing, Aying happily gestured on her body, and finally she picked up the whole bag and ran to her room to try it on.

When Xue Sen spread Xuehui on the bed, she saw her two bulging meat balls and sighed: Sister, no one should have such breasts.

Xuehui smiled happily: It's yours.

Xuesen knelt under the bed and buried her face between her breasts: I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it when I touched it again this time.

Xuehui gently held up his head and moved her body to free up the office to let him go to bed.

When he climbed into the bed, he wanted to touch her breasts again, but she cleverly ran away: It's not yours, it's mine.

As he said that, he also stroked his body with a pity: But we need you.

Xuesen took off all her last clothes and stood naked and majestic beside the bed. Xuehui couldn't help but sigh: Your body is so satisfying.

He smiled and said: Mine looks better.

After saying that, he arched his body and sank his soft waist, raised his fat white and round buttocks, twisted his shoulders and made two breast balls, and made a dazzling move.

Xuesen stood and watched, breathing became faster and faster, and he rushed towards her, but she avoided him, Xuesen kept chasing her, but Xuehui could always avoid him, but as soon as he pounced on the bed, she slipped down from the other side, shaking towards him with her naked body. He always followed her, fascinated by her game, and finally caught her in a corner of the room.

Xuehui smiled so hard that she curled up: We all miss your brother.

She said in a coquettish voice and pressed her body towards him: Touch them, they are all yours, and I are yours, you can do whatever you want.

Xuesen picked her up and threw her to the bed, shouting wildly: I want to make it crazy.

As soon as she entered her body, Xuehui felt his strong and fierce power in surprise. As she twitched, the pleasure quickly spread throughout her body. Her whole body trembled to every nerve ending in a burst of numbness and pleasure. Soon she had already climbed to the clouds, like the willow catkins in the wind, letting the wind drift in the air, dancing up and down, and her heart was beating, as if it was about to fall out.

The blood in the body was turbulent like surging waves, and the whole person was like being on a cliff by the vast ocean. The pleasure seemed to be that the waves generated on the very near sea suddenly rose into huge waves, suddenly submerged the huge rocks on the shore, bursting into fan-shaped white beads behind the rock, and continued to boil into the low sinkhole of the rock, gushing out from the unexpected cave, one wave after another, and the waves in front and the waves in the back collided with each other, or suddenly rushed straight to the sky like feathers like feathers.

Xue Sen was arrogant in Xuehui, who was in a state of lust, and he stood beside the bed, hooked her neck with one hand and held her butt with the other, and pressed her tightly against her.

Although Xuehui was spread out, her legs were hanging high in the air, pursuing a more appropriate and perfect combination. With his strength, her whole body was lifted up, and with the rise and fall, her body was empty and restless, as if floating in the air. Only the place at the top of her legs felt fulfilled.

Xue Sen's entire body muscles were tied tightly, and every part was exerting strength. He devoted himself wholeheartedly. His face turned purple and red. The blue veins appeared on his forehead. Sweat was like rain, rolling down heavily. His soft waist was flexibly shaking. As the shaking moved, he sent a burst of pleasure to Xuehui. She was shaking like a flower in the wind, at a loss, letting the wind destroy it. He could only hum loudly, and he heard the moan of the cow's gasp, and the sound of the flesh fighting with the flesh mixed with the sound of the cat licking the bottom of the bowl and the buffalo plowing the field.

This lingering made the big bed mess up, and the pillow was thrown to the ground, and the sheets were wrinkled, and there were sweat stains and other liquid stains on it. Even the bed seemed to have moved a seat, and the two naked bodies on the bed were still tied together.

The sound in the hall has not stopped yet, just listening to the sound of the piano, like a couple kissing and joking, sometimes chasing and running wildly, and then laughing and hugging each other, blending together, disappearing into harmony.

Yes, the sound of the piano was like two butterflies playing a happy game. One escaped behind a flower after teasing the other, but finally let his companions search and ran away happily in the golden sunshine.

After Aying sent Ke'er to the kindergarten, she saw that Xuehui's bedroom was silent and silent. She boldly looked inside and saw two naked bodies entangled on the bed, black and white, hugging each other. Xuehui's thighs were hooked on her brother's waist, and her round butt was raised outward. You could see that the cracked cracked under the furry could see that juice was oozing out of the man who was tightly pinching Xue Sen's thing. The thing stretched out in Xuehui's palm, and was looking at Aying with his head held high.

The little girl felt a little excited. Who can bear such a powerful and huge thing?

Xuesen's exposed body shines with bronze, her skin is tight and delicate, and her masculine beauty is overflowing with the beauty of a male, her shoulders are spacious, her long and powerful muscles are firm and erect, full of strength, softness and agility, which reminds people of a tamed leopard without sharp claws.

As she looked, her eyes lit up, widened, and shone. The black mass completely attracted and conquered her eyes and heart. Her hands couldn't help but tremble, as if they were shocked. First, her throat was dry, and then her whole body trembled slightly.

Aying felt that she was exhausted all over her body, and she collapsed into the sofa and was lazy and didn't want to move. There was something strange on her body flowing, from her heart to every blood vessel to all the branches and branches, making her unable to control her and let her scream, and her whole body squirmed on the sofa, twisting and expanding like a snake.

My hands unconsciously reached into my pants, feeling that the furry part was wet, and it was slippery between touches, and the two petals swelled bloodily and plump like blooming flowers.

Her hands were gently sucking, and her fingertips pressed against the hard grains that were like soybeans. She knew that this was the ecstasy place of the woman, so she pressed them tightly, teasing, twisting, pressing, rubbing, and rubbing. The skin on her face contracted, her lips closed tightly, stopping the almost screaming.

This tweak released the little girl's heart of clouds, hatred, rain and sorrow, and the charm of the moon, which made Aying feel that her heart was full, her mind was gone, her body was tired, and her hands were tired. She was even more energetic. When she looked at her lower body, she realized that her pants were so wet that they were like picking them up from the water, and she hurriedly got up and went to the bathroom.

I don't know how long it took, but Aying heard Xuehui calling her in the living room, and then came out of the room. Seeing them piled on a sofa, Xuesen was dressed in a straight dress, sitting leisurely and proudly, Xuehui was much more unrestrained, with a robe with only one silk on her body and her whole body was still squirming in his arms, her hair was messy, and a bunch of wet clinging to her forehead. Her face was not fading, and her eyes were still filled with a satisfying smile. When she saw Aying coming out, she greeted her: Clean the room quickly.

When Aying entered the room, she saw that the bed was messy, the bed was messy, the sheets were wet, and the ones thrown on the ground were Xuehui's bra and shorts, so she leaned out and asked: Sister Hui, change the sheets.

Don't do it, don't do it, it's still flowing.Xuehui clamped her legs tightly to block Xue Sen's harassment. She turned around and said: I've changed everything, Aying gave me another shorts.

Aying held a lot of clothes in her arms, and handed her fingers in Xuehui's small pants to her: Sister Hui, it's better to put some water to take a shower.

No, pick Ke'er up.Xuehui took her pants and leaned over her body.

When Aying took Ke'er home, Xuesen had already left. Xuehui was watching the rolling clothes inside in front of the washing machine. Aying hurried forward: Sister Hui, I'll do it.

It's okay, I'm idle anyway.Xuehui said, and then stood there.

Aying was raising her clothes and talking to her: Sister Hui, you were so arrogant just now. Do you think it would be a man's comfort or a woman's comfort to do that.

Do you think it is a silver spoon to clean your ears? Or is it comfortable to clean your ears?Xuehui answered.

The man's thing is scary enough, can you stand it so thick and tiring?Aying asked naively.

When you know the taste of doing that, you will despise it too small.As he said that, he was gurgling in Aying's ear: Just like Yang Wei.

No wonder Sister Hui likes your brother.

As he was talking, Yang Wei came back. He smiled and asked the two women: What are you saying, so happy.

Tell me where you are.Xuehui said this.

I'm asking what I'm doing, is there anything I'm doing wrong?Yang Wei was puzzled, and the two women laughed loudly, making him laugh at all.

Seeing him embarrassed, Xuehui mocked him and said: It's nothing, I'm praising you, you are the best husband.

Yang Wei felt fluttering, and the head that had lost a lot of hair shook and felt proud. Seeing Xuehui's body being wrapped in a thin robe, she couldn't help but pat her plump buttocks with her hands.

Xuehui screamed exaggeratedly, as if she was burned by fire, but her eyes were facing him watery, and she moved her body into his arms, saying: My brother has made a lot of money this time, and he gave me the money but I didn't want it.

Forget it, it’s not easy for him to give it to him.I just want to remind him that there is a huge risk and ask him to keep some gods.Yang Wei said cheerfully.

My brother is very smart, he will pay attention. He said that he wants to make it bigger these days, can he give him another sum of money?

As he said that, his eyes stared at Yang Wei steadily as if he was discharged.

Aying really admires Xuehui's ability. Any man will be moved when he sees her charming appearance.

I can no longer ask for my place, so I will move somewhere else.Yang Wei thought for a moment and said.

Xuehui happily kissed him on the face: What a good husband, I thank my brother in advance.

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Xuehui shouted that she wanted to go to the reservoir, and then she suddenly pulled Aying from her memories.Xuesen suggested bringing food and playing until the evening before coming back.The three of them left quietly.

How intoxicating the early summer scenery of the reservoir is colorful and colorful. It shines in the silence and heat of the afternoon. The endless sky draws a lewd arc and lies on the ground, as if it is sleepy, and holds the mistress in her arms.

It was still very hot at this time, there was no cloud in the sky, there was no sound in the hills, and everything seemed to be dead.

Let a thunder sound in the depths of the sky, and the silver bell-like singing travel through the clouds and flew towards the affectionate earth.

Sometimes there may be a chirping of birds and the loud quails of quails spread throughout the wilderness.

The towering trees stand leisurely and peacefully like eyeless travelers.

The dazzling setting sun burned a large tuft of beautiful leaves, casting the dim shadows of the leaves below. Only when the wind blows, golden marks flash.

All kinds of small insects fly like emeralds and rubies, and the glitter of topaz in the orchard covered with straight sunflower colored spots. The broad branches of cherry trees, apple trees and pear trees are full of fruits.

The sunset drooped its clear reservoir mirror in a green and proudly raised cabinet. The summer in the entire reservoir area is full of lust and burnout.

The water in the reservoir was as steady as a tank of thick green wine. The breeze was sweet and weak. The willows on the shore were smoked by the water and drunk by the wind. They were lazy and shaved a few long strips from time to time, and they hung down sleepily again.

Xuehui ran to the water happily and heard a soft and nice puff sound, feeling a different air on her face, like a piece of cool velvet.

The green grassland and the rippling lake water.

The good sunlight dyed the mountain green, and the elegant butterflies flew among the newly bloomed camellia, red mountain and thorn roses.

The mud bee is strong as soon as it is born, as if the whole world is surely sweet.

There was no wind, but the willow branches by the water were deliberately shaking, as if they wanted to make the world greener.

There are still many yellow flowers and March orchids hidden in the pile of strange rocks, as if they are shy and dare not look at the green world under the sun.

In the distance are huge orchards, lush forests and green mountains.

The branches of the jungle branches that are intertwined all over the mountains are stretching lushly, like green clouds floating under the clear and blue sky. They exudes a pleasant and spicy smell of forest, making the world dizzy.

The two women were barefoot in the grass like children. They picked up tiny pieces of soil and stones, and shook their arms and threw them into the water.

Xuehui imitated Aying's appearance, raised her arm over her head, first shaking back and forth in the air, then ran a few steps before throwing her hard, but she was not as far away as Aying. She was very dissatisfied and picked up the stone and threw it out. When Xuesen came to her, a scattered heat spread from her back, as if every cell was burning, and her arms lost their correct consciousness, so she shouted that Xuesen would massage her. She was so tired that she slumped on the ground like a pool of mud, and her towering chest was fluctuating with her rapid breathing.

Xuesen gently rubbed her arms and her eyes fell on her breasts on her thin vest. When she bent her knees, she felt his gaze again. This time she fell on the outside of her skirt and lifted up a piece of smooth and round thigh that was exposed. She knew that her body attracted his attention, but he also aroused her desire.

She suddenly straightened her body, and Xuesen felt a slight cold air between her neck and itchy. Xuehui whispered in his ear: Gentleman does not peek at women.

At this time, because the sun was west, the sky in the distance was dyed with red glow. Nearby, there was a yellow apricot and a basket-colored sky, and blue lines were exposed in the gaps of the red blocks, which were extremely bright.

Then Xuehui turned her body, and her fluffy head pressed into his arms, pressing her chin high, and her two snake-like soft arms wrapped around her arms around her neck, and finally chose a position to tightly clamp his waist and spine.

Xuesen's eyes were useless, she felt something soft and pecked him, and a little wetness was spilling on her face. She no longer got rid of her breathing mouth. She searched for it in a hurry and hit the lips that were looking for him.

The sun shook violently in his eyes.

His hands and body received a kind of guidance like lightning and danced into a busy dance.

Seeing all this, Aying did not seem panicked but was commonplace. But she felt the difficulty of breathing and experienced a trace of unprecedented beauty. What attacked her was the thunder and storm that was similar to happiness but surpassed happiness, and her body and mind were spasms.

After a long time, Xuesen took off her shirt and said to the two women: I'll go into the water and swim for a while.

I want to swim in the water, too.Xuehui applauded.

Aying hurriedly stopped him: He didn't bring his swimsuit and swim trunks, how can he swim?

I took off and swam naked, and there was no one here.Xuehui said.

Aying shook his head suddenly: Yes, there are cattle herding and chopping wood on the mountain. If you want to swim, you have to wait until it gets dark.

I can't wait, you guys will go into the water later.

After saying that, he took off his trousers and walked towards the water. The walking two long legs and solid butt twisted tenaciously, showing the man's agility and strength.

Seeing the two women beside her, Xuehui couldn't stand his naked body. Now her body was showing vividly in front of her eyes, bent and took off her underwear, and she felt uneasy. The joy and entertainment that this body brought to her in the past came to life and vividly.

Xue Sen lifted up a wiping of water and wiped her body, turned around and shouted to them: It's so cool.

After saying that, he jumped into the water.

The calm water surface stirred up the splashes like beads. A white figure in the water swung and cut the waves, happily playing with the splashes, throwing them in all directions. The waist was flexible and powerful, and the rhythmic slap of the legs, and the whole person was moving forward quickly like an arrow away from the string.

He sometimes dived into the water, sometimes floated to the surface, sometimes he leaned his body and raised his stomach, and a large black velvet thigh between his legs appeared in the distance, floating in the water.

Aying turned her face away, and Xuehui covered her mouth and laughed at her: Don’t pretend to be embarrassed. It’s not that she has never seen her before, but it’s just that it’s been a bit longer.

Sister Hui, please make fun of others. What am I afraid of? Don’t I know what you two are doing?

As Aying said that, she saw that Xuehui had unbuttoned her skirt, leaving only the narrow shorts, and her hands turned to her back and unbuttoned her bra, and asked in surprise: Sister Hui, you really got into the water like this.

It's Ah.She said and walked, throwing her vest and bra to Aying.

Xue Sen saw her walking in the distance, her plump breasts shaking on her chest, her short hair fluttered to the edge of the water, and she pulled the last piece of cloth on her body into the bottom of the water.

She was naked and swam towards him passionately. She felt that she was not swimming in the water, but floating in the sky, neither needed a streamer nor a skirt, floating, floating, floating with the vast clouds in the sky, floating with the faint sound of the valley that came from and went, floating to a place where she was not worried, and then turned into a wisp of wandering silk with the clouds, waiting for the sun to float back tomorrow morning.

The water surface was torn, whipped, and ravaged, and the waves of water jumped and licked like huge tongues of flames.

She turned her body and let it float on the water. Her whole body and mind were intoxicated. She looked up at the sky. The sky was so close that the clouds seemed to flash where her arms could reach. Gently and gently, she felt her whole body floating from the water, floating among the clouds in the sky, between the mountains and the canyons, between the blue sky and the earth.

The two finally got a place, and they were playing noisily.

The sun set, and the hazy twilight stretched into the water from the shore. The water changed from deep blue to iron gray. The stars that first emerged in the sky were quietly embedded in the water, and they were like floats. Aying could only see the waves stirred by two black shadows, Xuehui's excited screams and Xue Sen's generous laughter on the shore.

If Aying could see more clearly, she would have been intoxicated by the beautiful Qini scene.

Xuehui collapsed her waist on the water surface, her legs were as close as Tian Jiao, and her head and tail were exposed into the bottom of the water. She touched Xue Sen's lower body while moving in the water. She searched hard and finally got the agile and powerful one as she wished. She opened her mouth and grabbed the object, and her tongue was wrapped around like a snake spitting a letter. When she couldn't hold back her breath, she floated to the surface and let out a long breath.

Xuesen hugged her while stepping on the water, and her palms touched her curved body. The two people touched each other, stirred each other, twisted into a ball and sank into the bottom of the water.

Xuesen felt that her sister's face was feverish, and her flowing hair made his face itchy. Her body was as light as a feather, and her legs were squirming with her waist.

Xuehui's lower body was already wet and twitching at this time, and when his fingers reached out, it seemed that she was sucked in immediately.

They kept this posture and swam to the shallow water near the edge. There were many stones here, with different sizes and shapes. Some were like a stone house, and some were like a pearl.

Some have ferocious shapes, like tigers jutting their claws, while others have elegant postures, like jade rabbits scratching their ears.

Crystal clear, red and yellow are melting, and the tones are innumerable.

These stones extend all the way to the slope on the shore, so the slope often bulges.

A short tree grew on a raised rock and became furry. The foot of the rock was washed into a piece by the tide. It was more like a giant turtle lying across the water. Xuehui leaped on it, raised her butt and presented the plump peach in front of Xuesen. He stared at the moment, sucking breaths, arched her legs and thrust her waist and swung her swords vigorously and solemnly, and she didn't have the pin.

Xuehui let out a long breath, and the two of them were crazy in the clear water, clouds and sky, lakes and mountains.

The green spring water of a lake is like a pool of green wine, lying quietly in this deep valley.

She stretched along the mountain direction and curved to the end of the mountain until she merged with the green trees and turned into an endless spring dream.

The uneven shrub forest, with tender yellow, light red and deep purple colors, floated lonely on the water surface, and there were a few brown sunsets like shattered sluts, kissing gently from the bottom of the water. In the fine bamboo forest on the shore, there were occasionally a few chirping of water birds, as if calling for this sleeping dream.

Xuehui felt that Xuesen's man was as if he had life, and he wriggled in her body, turning, jumping, leaping, moving, and falling. Every movement was meticulous and thoughtful, and everything was achieved.

Her lust suddenly became excited, and her butt also moved forward and backward as he sent it. As the impact of his thing, a burst of pleasure that penetrated her heart and lungs rippled all over her body, making her nerves numb and refreshed.

Xue Sen was not the case. When he looked at his sister's sudden and plump place, he saw the thick white juice inside him and seeped into her smooth and white thighs, which was even more irritating.

He was more powerful and heavier, and heavier. He was like a kite soaring into the sky. The two of them had deep feelings and wanted to play the most primitive game of mankind.

On this side, Aying felt that there was no sound in the water, so she stood up and walked towards the water. She saw that the water was as calm as a mirror, with the waves surging, but there was no trace of two people, so she called out loudly.

Xuehui, who was behind the stone over there, was humming and panting in her mouth. When she heard Aying's call, she asked him to hurry up in panic.

Xuesen responded in her mouth, but she did not delay her crotch. She continued to sink her waist and sent her back. The old cow, who made Xuehui feel relieved, was breathing quickly, and murmured softly in her mouth, enjoying the fish and water interest of men and women in the rapids of Xuesen.

Aying came over and saw two white figures behind the stones shaking from afar. She knew that they were not dressed, so she didn't dare to move forward rashly and shouted loudly: It's too late, it's time to go back.

Xuehui responded in a delicate voice, and then and Xuesen and walked around the stones to the place where they had just entered the water. They went ashore naked as if no one was around, looking for their own clothes on the grass. Xuehui slowly wore a bra while joking with Xuesen, and as she spoke, she restrained her two huge breasts in.

At this time, the night was growing and thickening, full of strange and gentle sounds. The squeaking sound of night owls sounded in the grass on the shore, the glass-like trembling of crickets in the woods, the leaves were sighing and whispering, and a blood-red full moon now turned gray and white. The higher it was from the ground, the paler it looked, and more and more, pouring a large amount of light blue dark mist on the reservoir.

In the blink of an eye, Xuehui was dressed neatly and joked that Aying didn't dare to go into the water: Are you afraid that your body will be exposed, or do you want to get married and keep your husband's chastity.

That's Ah, you two are having so happy, why should I join in the fun?Aying said in a defensive manner.So the three of them finished packing and went down the mountain.

A refreshing fragrance comes to you, not the fragrance of flowers or grass. It is a fragrance of rocks and soil that is only found in the deep mountains. It is cool and has a hint of sweetness, which makes your heart tremble.

Take a deep breath, just like savoring delicious food. There is really little such clear and sweet air in the world, without a flying dust, so clear that it has a cold air. Inhaling it into your lungs can make people feel how it echoes between your lungs and brings you the vitality of youth.

When I returned to Aying's home, the festive festival had reached its climax. There were still a few people who were cheering desperately. After eating and drinking enough, they were swimming around with their teeth and hats. They also shouted very popular songs in front of the inferior sound.

Xuehui's wet hair was pressed against her forehead, her cheeks were flushed like a tide, and her big eyes were waving with spring, which attracted the attention of many eyes. Aying's mother came over and complained that Aying had put so many guests but she went to play.

Xuehui took a look and slipped into the cottage. The cracks between her legs were very cold and uncomfortable, and the tissue she was cushioned was already soaked.

She changed the tissue inside. When she finished all this, she raised her body and found that Aying's brother was peeping at her at the window outside the cottage. She was shy and angry, and her whole face turned red. Aying's brother was still reluctantly circling her with his eyes scattered around her.

He said to Xuesen in anger, and he joked with her: Don’t you like to let others look at you?

This time he saw everything clearly.Xuehui said unhappily.

They asked someone to greet him and sat on Fan Zhuo. The table was full of Aying's own people, and he was busy entertaining guests and waited until now.

As soon as he sat down, A Bing poured wine for Xuehui. Sister Hui, this cup is my toast to you, please give me a look.

Aying's brother also stretched out his baby boy.

Xuehui stood up and said: I don’t know how to drink on weekdays, and today is Aying’s happy day, so I will give it up.I tilted my neck and fucked.

I really should thank Sister Hui. My girl has learned a lot of skills with Sister Hui in those years.

Aying's sister-in-law said.

It was this woman who introduced her to Yang Wei to the city back then. Xuehui heard from Yang Wei that this woman was also a famous flower in the past. When she looked at her, she turned out to be beautiful, with her face like a peach blossom in March. She could vaguely see her charm between her eyebrows and eyes, so she treated her differently. The two women were chatting on the table, talking very speculatively.

Aying's mother came over and said: It's so hot that you said, so let's take a rest in the evening.

Xuehui became anxious: Brother, I don’t want it anymore, we will just have to worry about it for one night.

Aying understood what Xuehui meant and said to her mother: Sister Hui is picky when sleeping. She never slept with a handsome man, so she was with Brother Sen in the west wing.

He led Xuehui to the west wing.

The room was quite clean, and an old-fashioned sleeping bed aroused Xuehui's curiosity. She looked carefully and saw that the whole sleeping bed was like a pocket-sized stage. The hanging mosquito net was the curtain of the stage. It was just that the stage was only performed on the opening, but the stage was about to start when the show was closed. Xuehui was amused by her sudden whim.

The bedding on the bed was neatly folded, exuding the nice smell after sunlight. There were drawers and dark grids on the bed, and the surroundings and canopy were carved and jade-inlaid. Although the bright lacquer layer peeled off with the vicissitudes of years, revealing the color of the logs, the patterns were lifelike and vivid, showing the master's superb branch skills of the maker back then.

Most of the contents imply that men and women love to combine the warm smell of activities on the bed, such as dragons playing with the wind, lotus on the head, mandarin ducks cross their necks, and Guanyin who sends children, joyful arrogances, and the five gods advocated by women in ancient times. They are all-encompassing and dazzling. The screens on three sides of the bed are inlaid with mirrors, and the various positions of the lying person's body can be reflected in the mirror.

The moonlight shone through the thin curtains on the window frame and sprinkled on the warm sleeping bed. At this time, Xue Sen came in. He was drinking hard outside while facing several rough mountain people. He was already drunk and dizzy. When he saw Xue Hui's beautiful face and pink face, she was full of spring. Under the dim light, a long pale red nightgown was as thin as a cicada's wing. She was hazy and glossy on her body. Her fragrant navel and breasts were vaguely visible. Looking down, there was a cloud of black velvet blurred through the gauze and was completely covered with the gauze. She was wrapped in the gauze with red face, and her lazy makeup was charming. Another seductive style was never seen.

Although Xuesen was as familiar with Xuehui's body as if he were himself, his hands had already swam every inch of her skin.

In such a beautiful morning and such a warm and romantic night, facing this beautiful body with slender shoulders and slender waist, snow-skinned skin, and facing the graceful and exquisite beauty, the whole heart burst into intoxicating lewdness.

Looking at Xuehui, who was not sticky, not stagnant, not panic, and was waving like the wind swaying over the lotus pond, how could she withstand such soft red lingering and lingering feeling? She stirred her arms through her neck. The work under her waist suddenly rose up, straight and hard to take it out. He rubbed her warm and soft breasts with one hand, and pulled her soft and boneless hands with the other hand: What do you mean by it?

I saw Xuehui's eyebrows and dawn in spring, and her cheeks were filled with vortex and said: Look at you, you are anxious, have you just eaten it? Why didn't you just open your teeth and claws again after a while?

The fragrant cheeks were leaning against each other and patting them gently: The bird and turtle, the angry frog, and the gentle one was called the Hongxia Xian Pestle.

She was so hard that she smiled and sucked in the air. She spoke in a strange tone. She looked at Xuesen's work and stood up. Her body was placed horizontally in his arms like a baby, tangled like a candy. She sucked her milk beans in her mouth. Her heart was intoxicated, and she became more and more irritated as if she had removed her bones. She was panting, so she lifted up the hem of the robe and stretched her legs: What do you mean by brother?

It is called Cardamom Daqi, Baogai Peak, and the abalone in the deep sea. My sister's is a ripe peach.

He was lewd and flattered, and he was not idle in his hands as he said that he was peeling off her robe. But he saw Xuehui's whole body was white, her skin was soft and as soft as fat, her cheeks were red, her snow-white neck was crispy, her breasts like steamed buns on her chest, and her slightly velvet hidden place between her legs made him unbearable, and her desire rose, and her hands were like butterflies, touching and caressing her white and bright snow chest.

Xuehui looked more like a long-lasting resentful girl. She glanced at the towering iron tower, and her ears were beating with enthusiasm, and her heart was beating. She was panting and moaning, and her moans were noisy and disorderly. But when she saw the two red and white bodies on the bed were entangled, rising and falling one after another, Xuehui shouted sweetly: Let me be on it.

Then he arched his waist and stretched his body, spread his legs and squatted down. The posture was just right, like a familiar cat returning to his home.

Xuehui half-squinted her eyes and swayed on the man like the wind. Her tongue couldn't help but spit out, licking the corners of her mouth back and forth, and didn't know where to put her hands. She was raised high and inserted into her hair, and then she stroked her body sparsely.

She couldn't bear to open her eyes for a long time, and felt intoxicatedly. Her hands kept fumbled on the man's body. Seeing that the man's back had a slightly sweat bead but was still twitching his lower body desperately, she suddenly felt full of joy, and a sweet and refreshing feeling surged again like a tide. She felt that something had emptied her chest and her body flew up.

They turned a deafening noise outside that night, and the celebratory gongs and firecrackers did not stop them, but made Xuehui's moan even more crazy and high. They were still immersed in the fun and playfulness. The man wanted to stay but the woman refused to support him, and the woman wanted to defeat but the man refused to let him go, and he vented his heart on the ancient sleeping bed.

The wriggling body in the mirror stimulated their vision even more. They clearly saw the collision of the male and female organs during intercourse, as well as the wet and majestic posture of the man's object and Xue Hui's high peach instantly accepting it.

Xuehui's lower body twitched and contracted, and the sticky vaginal fluid and incontinent urine competed to emerge, making the bed sheet wet as if drawing a map.

It was not until the sky was slightly bright that the rooster song came from the distance that they got up in a panic. Xuehui didn't know how to deal with the sheet that emitted a scent of fishy smell: What should we do if the evidence of the night of love was revealed.

Take it home for your husband to see.Xuesen said with a smile on his face.Then he rolled it into a ball and put it in a bag: There is no way, just treat it as a thief.

The mountains and forests in the morning seemed to have not yet woken up, lazy, with a little drunkenness, half-light and half-dark hidden in the mist as soft as a dream.

There was already a little light of morning light in the depths of the fog, and the mountains and forests continued to extend into the morning light, appearing vast and deep.

They hurriedly ate breakfast, and the best reason was to catch a ride. However, Aying's sister-in-law looked at Xuehui with a weird look and smiled at her. Xuehui even felt that she was smiling unnaturally. After a night of venting lust, her delicate face was dizzy and black, and her face was full of excessive fatigue and fatigue.

She buried her head in eating and didn't dare to look at others. She just wanted to leave here and get in the car as soon as possible, and lean into Xuesen's arms and have a good sleep.