Son, don’t move around, come on, mom will give you a good hair blowing, dress up beautifully, and go on a blind date! Today is a holiday, and mom will take me to a blind date at Teacher Dumu’s house. Before leaving, mom carried a hairdryer and fiddled with my head tirelessly. I was pressed on the chair by my mother impatiently, frowned and muttered: Oh, mom is so hot!
My head was shaking restlessly, rubbing my mother's breasts lewdly. My mother didn't dodge at all, letting me do whatever she wanted. With a snap, because my head was grinding too violently, I accidentally knocked the hair dryer in my mother's hand to the floor. My mother hurriedly bent down to pick it up, but just now she stuck out her butt and suddenly screamed in pain: Ouch...
My mother frowned and pressed and rubbed the fleshy thighs with white hands. I asked lightly: What's wrong with you, Mom?
Hi, Mom picked up the hair dryer with difficulty, pouted her mouth and replied with an unhappy look: What's wrong, what's wrong, you said, it's all your harm, and you tried hard to poke your mother's asshole. As a result, when I woke up in the morning, my mother didn't dare to exert force. Just now, Mom Leng Ding bowed, Oh my God, I almost fainted, son, it's all good things you did!
Yesterday evening, I don’t know what happened. Maybe it was the first time I had anal sex with my mother. I was so excited that I was overly drunk. Anyway, no matter how crazy my cock was, my cock was thrusting into my mother’s asshole, but I didn’t have the desire to ejaculate. My cock was stubbornly inserted, poked, and repeatedly changed various positions and various tricks, making my mother laugh and cry, and I still had no desire to ejaculate.
I asked my mother to lie flat on the bed and poke her mother's asshole from behind. Her big palms were playing with her mother's breasts to the fullest. My mother's asshole had been poked in an extremely exaggerated way. The originally dense pattern gradually became smoother. The delicate chrysanthemum hole was rubbed red and swollen by the iron-milled cock. Finally, even blood leaked out.
My mother slapped the bed with her hands desperately, and her thighs twitched in pain. The snow-white butt petals were scratched by my fingernails. I saw my mother in a mess and terrible asshole. I suddenly realized my conscience and gently patted my mother's trembling back. My mother turned over exhaustedly. I held the blood-covered cock and inserted it into my already dry flesh hole with a puff. I gritted my teeth and stirred it hard.
I don't know how long it took to stir. When the strong alcohol began to gradually dissipate from my chaotic mind, I finally developed a strong desire to excrete. I grabbed the moment when it came too late. I bit my teeth and a pool of long-lost semen poured into my mother's hole. My mother sighed as if she had lifted her burden. She grabbed the towel and was about to wipe the mess in the hole. But I mischievously pushed my mother's towel away, and used my fingers to gently push the semen that kept flowing out, carefully stuffed it back into the hole.
It hurts so much. My mother's sigh interrupted my thoughts. I smiled: Hehe, and then said disapprovingly: It's okay, Mom, it will be fine in a few days, and it won't hurt!
Son, mom gently patted my head: In the future, don’t poke my mother’s asshole again!
No, no, you must poke it. It feels so comfortable to poke my mother’s asshole!
Your son, you are feeling comfortable, and your mother is going to be in great pain. Mom, with her tender and white jade face, put down the hair dryer helplessly: Oh, let's go, son, go on a blind date!
Hehe, Teacher Dumu! I stood up like a liberation. When I think of blind dates, I couldn't help but think of my beloved teacher Dumu who gave me endless sexual blessings. I smiled lewdly: Ah, my dear Teacher Dumu, the students miss you so much!
Go... Mom raised her toes and snatched the tip of my nose angrily: Son, I warn you again, when you arrive at Dumu's house, you ask me to put more rules and not be quarrels with Dumu. Once Lao Pu sees something, it will be a good thing!
I ignored my mother and still thought about Teacher Dumu obsessedly. As I thought about it, my strong body became excited and silently muttered in my heart:
Ah, my dear Mr. Dumu, the students really miss you! Mr. Dumu, have you ever known that students miss you so much, students miss your beaded lips; your pink neck; your armpits; your crisp breasts; your navels; your fragrant grass; your flesh holes; your thick legs; your white feet; you miss you, you miss you... Ah, Teacher Dumu, students miss you everything, everything, oh, of course, and your little asshole
Thinking of the unforgettable scene when I fucked my mother's asshole yesterday, I recalled the scene of having sex with Teacher Du Mu and savored it carefully. I obviously felt that Teacher Du Mu's asshole was even more wonderful than my mother's!
Since I entered the middle school gate and unexpectedly, Uncle San came to my house to avoid disaster. I plunged into my warm, broad and soft heart of Aunt Xin San, and was so fond of playing and having fun. When Uncle San was escorted home with handcuffs in embarrassment, I could never release all the energy I could vent on my old lady's body, and had sex all day long. As a result, I was extremely happy and sad, and my mother captured on the spot. Then, I sent me into the barracks. In a blink of an eye, several years of experience were confused.
In these ridiculous years, I am always fond of the old and amused by the new and unrestrained. I have long forgotten Teacher Dumu. Today, I will meet Teacher Dumu again, who has been away from for a long time, which evokes my infinite memories of my past and Teacher Dumu’s sexual blessings: My dear Teacher Dumu, I haven’t seen you for several years. How are you doing now? Is your life blessed?
OK, mom, let's go, I pushed open the door very happily. My purpose is not to have a relationship at all, but to use this opportunity to meet Teacher Dumu, who has been away for many years, to regain her appearance. If possible, hehe, let's continue the old love.
My mother followed me, and with a click, locked the door, and walked down the stairs with joy. The shiny leather shoes had just fallen down, and I couldn't help but bit my pearl lip and scream in pain. My little hands hurriedly rubbed my thighs: Oh, it hurts so much!
Oh, I stopped and pretended to help my mother massage the butt that I was thrusting and poking
Mom stopped moaning and pushed my palm away: Son, stop making trouble, let others see what to do? Son, you must remember your mother's words. Lanhua is your only daughter of Uncle Park. In the future, if you marry Lanhua, hehe, then everything will be done. There are all work, houses, and money. Son, you don't know, your Uncle Park's house is so big, and it is the latest over-level style. Son, after you marry Lanhua, that over-level big house is yours!
Hehe, son, you must remember your mother's words and must coax your uncle Park well. This will only benefit you, but not harm. Son, you must change your temper. Don't be afraid of being humble in front of your uncle Park. People are amazing now, have power and have money, so we should not be humble, okay?
Along the way, my mother kept making me chattering uneasy, talking so hard that my mouth was dry and my voice was hoarse. In front of a newly completed high-end residential building, my mother finally closed her machine gun-like mouth: Son, here...
Dingling, Dingling, Dingling, Mom rang the doorbell with great smugness, and I stood behind my mother blankly, my thoughts suddenly became chaotic, and my lustful heart was at a loss and pounding wildly
Squeak, the door gently pushed open, and I quietly glanced over the back of my mother's head. Ah, my beloved teacher Dumu, wearing a light pink pajama, appeared in front of me with a smile. I was immediately so excited that I couldn't myself. My hot eyes were instinctively focused with Teacher Dumu's soft gaze, and I never moved away again.
After not seeing each other for several years, Teacher Du Mu's beautiful face is still so dignified; his bright eyes are still so aggressive; his plump body is still so full of charming vitality, and his two big breasts that I have sucked countless times are still so proudly. The high breasts can't help but make me fascinated again.
Looking at my lustful and lustful gaze, Teacher Du Mu's high nose twisted coquettishly, and his cheeks were smooth and soft, showing extremely complex expressions, but he quickly returned to a mature woman with nothing but a mature expression. No matter how excited he was, he could successfully lock the unprecedentedly intense and emotional gate at the critical moment.
Oh, teacher ×, oh, Xiaoli, hurry into the house, Teacher Dumu avoided my long-term stare, piled up with an extremely unnatural smile, and let my mother and I into her mansion
My mother first nodded politely to Teacher Dumu. When she stepped into the door, she deliberately turned her face and silently warned me with her usual, cold and indifferent gaze: Remember, don’t do anything nonsense!
And when my mother turned around and walked into the door, I deliberately kept a certain distance from my mother. My body was burning in desire deliberately scratched Teacher Du Mu's thin pajamas. At the same time, I gasped deeply, greedily smelling Teacher Du Mu's extremely familiar, mixed with a faint body scent of armpits.
My mother ran straight to the living room without looking back. Teacher Du Mu stretched out her fat white hands and quietly patted my back: Little bad guy
Hehe, I took advantage of my mother's inattention and turned my hand back. In the midst of Teacher Dumu's crotch, I twisted it with a very provocative squeezing through the fragrant pajamas. My fingers suddenly felt a lovely warmth and softness. Teacher Dumu alertly left her body, smiled mysteriously at me, and then hurried away
Oh, × Teacher, old classmate, glory is hissing, glory is hissing! I looked at Teacher Dumu's plump back and was thinking about it without any thoughts. Suddenly, a burst of gong-like shouting came from the wide living room.
I looked in the sound, beside the bright floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, beside a row of high-end sofas, a large-scale man with a big head rushed towards his mother with a smile. He was of medium figure, dark and rough skin wrapped in piles of bloated fat, and his black iron pot-like face seemed to be attacked by a earth gun, covered with countless pockmarks and depressions. Under the reflection of the sun, it showed annoying shadows, which made me unable to help but associate the surface of the moon.
Ah, a distinguished guest! The fat hand of the middle-aged man, as thick as a bear's paw, tightly clasped his mother's tender white hands, looked at the fingers with black hair and greedily grasped and touched his mother's thin white hands, which made me very jealous and even more annoying him.
His numb face was motionless at his mother. A pair of malicious eyes stared at his mother's pretty cheeks. The dirty mouth was filled with greedy saliva and looked at his weird, unparalleled big head. I suddenly remembered my mother's words: Huokuo, this guy's big head was indeed as my mother described, it looked like a big piece of sauce hanging under the eaves of grandma's house at her house.
Lao Pu, my mother was smiling and tried to pull out the black bear paw of the big sauce piece with her white hands. She pointed at me and introduced it to the big sauce piece: Lao Pu, this is my son, Xiaoli!
Oh Dajiangzuo had to let go of her mother's tender hand and turn the sunken and uneven moon face toward me. I almost vomited on the spot: Hey, boy, I was in a daze, Dajiangzuo's black bear paw had grabbed my hand: Hey, boy, you are so good, a hero who is absent, glory is hiss! My hand was placed in the black bear paw tremblingly. When Dajiangzuo heard Dajiangzuo's sarcastic words, I lowered my head in shame, and my annoyance towards him reached the extreme
Son, my mother came over and said to me: Son, he is my mother's old classmate, you uncle Park! Son, call me uncle, hurry up!
Uncle, under the urging of my mother, I lowered my head and muttered reluctantly: Uncle
Haha, when I heard me call him uncle, Dajiangjiu waved his hand very satisfied: Boy, please sit down!
Xiaoli, Teacher Dumu, whom I missed for a long time, made me appear in the living room excitedly again. She pulled a young girl over and smiled and walked over: Xiaoli, do you still know her?
I met, Lanhua, I stood up in a hurry and reached out to the girl unnaturally. The girl in the flower season in front of me smiled charmingly: Humph, I know you too, Xiaoli!
The blue flower smiled at me with a cunning expression, and her slender little hand hooked my fingers very hasty. The innocent and childish little flower in the past, who often saw me and Teacher Dumu indulge in love, has now emerged and turned into a bright bud.
She was wearing a very short floral vest with charming little navels on her upper body, and tight shorts wrapped around her waist. Her pair of round butt petals radiated a sexy and seductive soft light under the bright sunlight. Her two tender white legs were extremely persistent in imitating the mèi style of film and television stars, straight and straight, and her beautiful arms pretended to be delicate and hugged her breasts with slightly protruding breasts.
Xiaoli, I have known for a long time that you are my mother’s favorite student! Lanhua continued to smile at me trickyly, with a strange look on her face. The deepness and cunning seemed to have some shameful handle, and she held it firmly in her little hand: Hello, Xiaoli!
Although I am a big blue flower, Lanhua refuses to call me brother, and in the days to come, she will always call me like this. Xiaoli!
My head was shaking restlessly, rubbing my mother's breasts lewdly. My mother didn't dodge at all, letting me do whatever she wanted. With a snap, because my head was grinding too violently, I accidentally knocked the hair dryer in my mother's hand to the floor. My mother hurriedly bent down to pick it up, but just now she stuck out her butt and suddenly screamed in pain: Ouch...
My mother frowned and pressed and rubbed the fleshy thighs with white hands. I asked lightly: What's wrong with you, Mom?
Hi, Mom picked up the hair dryer with difficulty, pouted her mouth and replied with an unhappy look: What's wrong, what's wrong, you said, it's all your harm, and you tried hard to poke your mother's asshole. As a result, when I woke up in the morning, my mother didn't dare to exert force. Just now, Mom Leng Ding bowed, Oh my God, I almost fainted, son, it's all good things you did!
Yesterday evening, I don’t know what happened. Maybe it was the first time I had anal sex with my mother. I was so excited that I was overly drunk. Anyway, no matter how crazy my cock was, my cock was thrusting into my mother’s asshole, but I didn’t have the desire to ejaculate. My cock was stubbornly inserted, poked, and repeatedly changed various positions and various tricks, making my mother laugh and cry, and I still had no desire to ejaculate.
I asked my mother to lie flat on the bed and poke her mother's asshole from behind. Her big palms were playing with her mother's breasts to the fullest. My mother's asshole had been poked in an extremely exaggerated way. The originally dense pattern gradually became smoother. The delicate chrysanthemum hole was rubbed red and swollen by the iron-milled cock. Finally, even blood leaked out.
My mother slapped the bed with her hands desperately, and her thighs twitched in pain. The snow-white butt petals were scratched by my fingernails. I saw my mother in a mess and terrible asshole. I suddenly realized my conscience and gently patted my mother's trembling back. My mother turned over exhaustedly. I held the blood-covered cock and inserted it into my already dry flesh hole with a puff. I gritted my teeth and stirred it hard.
I don't know how long it took to stir. When the strong alcohol began to gradually dissipate from my chaotic mind, I finally developed a strong desire to excrete. I grabbed the moment when it came too late. I bit my teeth and a pool of long-lost semen poured into my mother's hole. My mother sighed as if she had lifted her burden. She grabbed the towel and was about to wipe the mess in the hole. But I mischievously pushed my mother's towel away, and used my fingers to gently push the semen that kept flowing out, carefully stuffed it back into the hole.
It hurts so much. My mother's sigh interrupted my thoughts. I smiled: Hehe, and then said disapprovingly: It's okay, Mom, it will be fine in a few days, and it won't hurt!
Son, mom gently patted my head: In the future, don’t poke my mother’s asshole again!
No, no, you must poke it. It feels so comfortable to poke my mother’s asshole!
Your son, you are feeling comfortable, and your mother is going to be in great pain. Mom, with her tender and white jade face, put down the hair dryer helplessly: Oh, let's go, son, go on a blind date!
Hehe, Teacher Dumu! I stood up like a liberation. When I think of blind dates, I couldn't help but think of my beloved teacher Dumu who gave me endless sexual blessings. I smiled lewdly: Ah, my dear Teacher Dumu, the students miss you so much!
Go... Mom raised her toes and snatched the tip of my nose angrily: Son, I warn you again, when you arrive at Dumu's house, you ask me to put more rules and not be quarrels with Dumu. Once Lao Pu sees something, it will be a good thing!
I ignored my mother and still thought about Teacher Dumu obsessedly. As I thought about it, my strong body became excited and silently muttered in my heart:
Ah, my dear Mr. Dumu, the students really miss you! Mr. Dumu, have you ever known that students miss you so much, students miss your beaded lips; your pink neck; your armpits; your crisp breasts; your navels; your fragrant grass; your flesh holes; your thick legs; your white feet; you miss you, you miss you... Ah, Teacher Dumu, students miss you everything, everything, oh, of course, and your little asshole
Thinking of the unforgettable scene when I fucked my mother's asshole yesterday, I recalled the scene of having sex with Teacher Du Mu and savored it carefully. I obviously felt that Teacher Du Mu's asshole was even more wonderful than my mother's!
Since I entered the middle school gate and unexpectedly, Uncle San came to my house to avoid disaster. I plunged into my warm, broad and soft heart of Aunt Xin San, and was so fond of playing and having fun. When Uncle San was escorted home with handcuffs in embarrassment, I could never release all the energy I could vent on my old lady's body, and had sex all day long. As a result, I was extremely happy and sad, and my mother captured on the spot. Then, I sent me into the barracks. In a blink of an eye, several years of experience were confused.
In these ridiculous years, I am always fond of the old and amused by the new and unrestrained. I have long forgotten Teacher Dumu. Today, I will meet Teacher Dumu again, who has been away from for a long time, which evokes my infinite memories of my past and Teacher Dumu’s sexual blessings: My dear Teacher Dumu, I haven’t seen you for several years. How are you doing now? Is your life blessed?
OK, mom, let's go, I pushed open the door very happily. My purpose is not to have a relationship at all, but to use this opportunity to meet Teacher Dumu, who has been away for many years, to regain her appearance. If possible, hehe, let's continue the old love.
My mother followed me, and with a click, locked the door, and walked down the stairs with joy. The shiny leather shoes had just fallen down, and I couldn't help but bit my pearl lip and scream in pain. My little hands hurriedly rubbed my thighs: Oh, it hurts so much!
Oh, I stopped and pretended to help my mother massage the butt that I was thrusting and poking
Mom stopped moaning and pushed my palm away: Son, stop making trouble, let others see what to do? Son, you must remember your mother's words. Lanhua is your only daughter of Uncle Park. In the future, if you marry Lanhua, hehe, then everything will be done. There are all work, houses, and money. Son, you don't know, your Uncle Park's house is so big, and it is the latest over-level style. Son, after you marry Lanhua, that over-level big house is yours!
Hehe, son, you must remember your mother's words and must coax your uncle Park well. This will only benefit you, but not harm. Son, you must change your temper. Don't be afraid of being humble in front of your uncle Park. People are amazing now, have power and have money, so we should not be humble, okay?
Along the way, my mother kept making me chattering uneasy, talking so hard that my mouth was dry and my voice was hoarse. In front of a newly completed high-end residential building, my mother finally closed her machine gun-like mouth: Son, here...
Dingling, Dingling, Dingling, Mom rang the doorbell with great smugness, and I stood behind my mother blankly, my thoughts suddenly became chaotic, and my lustful heart was at a loss and pounding wildly
Squeak, the door gently pushed open, and I quietly glanced over the back of my mother's head. Ah, my beloved teacher Dumu, wearing a light pink pajama, appeared in front of me with a smile. I was immediately so excited that I couldn't myself. My hot eyes were instinctively focused with Teacher Dumu's soft gaze, and I never moved away again.
After not seeing each other for several years, Teacher Du Mu's beautiful face is still so dignified; his bright eyes are still so aggressive; his plump body is still so full of charming vitality, and his two big breasts that I have sucked countless times are still so proudly. The high breasts can't help but make me fascinated again.
Looking at my lustful and lustful gaze, Teacher Du Mu's high nose twisted coquettishly, and his cheeks were smooth and soft, showing extremely complex expressions, but he quickly returned to a mature woman with nothing but a mature expression. No matter how excited he was, he could successfully lock the unprecedentedly intense and emotional gate at the critical moment.
Oh, teacher ×, oh, Xiaoli, hurry into the house, Teacher Dumu avoided my long-term stare, piled up with an extremely unnatural smile, and let my mother and I into her mansion
My mother first nodded politely to Teacher Dumu. When she stepped into the door, she deliberately turned her face and silently warned me with her usual, cold and indifferent gaze: Remember, don’t do anything nonsense!
And when my mother turned around and walked into the door, I deliberately kept a certain distance from my mother. My body was burning in desire deliberately scratched Teacher Du Mu's thin pajamas. At the same time, I gasped deeply, greedily smelling Teacher Du Mu's extremely familiar, mixed with a faint body scent of armpits.
My mother ran straight to the living room without looking back. Teacher Du Mu stretched out her fat white hands and quietly patted my back: Little bad guy
Hehe, I took advantage of my mother's inattention and turned my hand back. In the midst of Teacher Dumu's crotch, I twisted it with a very provocative squeezing through the fragrant pajamas. My fingers suddenly felt a lovely warmth and softness. Teacher Dumu alertly left her body, smiled mysteriously at me, and then hurried away
Oh, × Teacher, old classmate, glory is hissing, glory is hissing! I looked at Teacher Dumu's plump back and was thinking about it without any thoughts. Suddenly, a burst of gong-like shouting came from the wide living room.
I looked in the sound, beside the bright floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, beside a row of high-end sofas, a large-scale man with a big head rushed towards his mother with a smile. He was of medium figure, dark and rough skin wrapped in piles of bloated fat, and his black iron pot-like face seemed to be attacked by a earth gun, covered with countless pockmarks and depressions. Under the reflection of the sun, it showed annoying shadows, which made me unable to help but associate the surface of the moon.
Ah, a distinguished guest! The fat hand of the middle-aged man, as thick as a bear's paw, tightly clasped his mother's tender white hands, looked at the fingers with black hair and greedily grasped and touched his mother's thin white hands, which made me very jealous and even more annoying him.
His numb face was motionless at his mother. A pair of malicious eyes stared at his mother's pretty cheeks. The dirty mouth was filled with greedy saliva and looked at his weird, unparalleled big head. I suddenly remembered my mother's words: Huokuo, this guy's big head was indeed as my mother described, it looked like a big piece of sauce hanging under the eaves of grandma's house at her house.
Lao Pu, my mother was smiling and tried to pull out the black bear paw of the big sauce piece with her white hands. She pointed at me and introduced it to the big sauce piece: Lao Pu, this is my son, Xiaoli!
Oh Dajiangzuo had to let go of her mother's tender hand and turn the sunken and uneven moon face toward me. I almost vomited on the spot: Hey, boy, I was in a daze, Dajiangzuo's black bear paw had grabbed my hand: Hey, boy, you are so good, a hero who is absent, glory is hiss! My hand was placed in the black bear paw tremblingly. When Dajiangzuo heard Dajiangzuo's sarcastic words, I lowered my head in shame, and my annoyance towards him reached the extreme
Son, my mother came over and said to me: Son, he is my mother's old classmate, you uncle Park! Son, call me uncle, hurry up!
Uncle, under the urging of my mother, I lowered my head and muttered reluctantly: Uncle
Haha, when I heard me call him uncle, Dajiangjiu waved his hand very satisfied: Boy, please sit down!
Xiaoli, Teacher Dumu, whom I missed for a long time, made me appear in the living room excitedly again. She pulled a young girl over and smiled and walked over: Xiaoli, do you still know her?
I met, Lanhua, I stood up in a hurry and reached out to the girl unnaturally. The girl in the flower season in front of me smiled charmingly: Humph, I know you too, Xiaoli!
The blue flower smiled at me with a cunning expression, and her slender little hand hooked my fingers very hasty. The innocent and childish little flower in the past, who often saw me and Teacher Dumu indulge in love, has now emerged and turned into a bright bud.
She was wearing a very short floral vest with charming little navels on her upper body, and tight shorts wrapped around her waist. Her pair of round butt petals radiated a sexy and seductive soft light under the bright sunlight. Her two tender white legs were extremely persistent in imitating the mèi style of film and television stars, straight and straight, and her beautiful arms pretended to be delicate and hugged her breasts with slightly protruding breasts.
Xiaoli, I have known for a long time that you are my mother’s favorite student! Lanhua continued to smile at me trickyly, with a strange look on her face. The deepness and cunning seemed to have some shameful handle, and she held it firmly in her little hand: Hello, Xiaoli!
Although I am a big blue flower, Lanhua refuses to call me brother, and in the days to come, she will always call me like this. Xiaoli!
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