Chapter 4

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It seems that many people think that the pace of the story is too slow. To be honest, I personally like the brewing of foreplay. To put it bluntly, I am very delayed in writing novels. It seems that this is a big drawback!

Since everyone wants to see her sister being taken down soon, the story is over, and the little cockroach will not be dragged down.

Sacrifice sleep tonight to let the small universe explode, and give another chapter for free, please accept it with a smile

Don't say much nonsense, please give me a message

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Lying comfortably on the bed, crossing my legs, I was holding a novel called "The Alchemist of the Desolation" in my hand, reading with relish

While reading, hehe, hehe, a lewd and lewd smile, a thin little book was turned to the last page, closed the cover, and threw the book on the bedside table, savoring it with unsatisfactory

Thinking back to the excitement of the content in the treasure book just now, I couldn't help but start thinking, putting one hand on my hips and fingering up at the sky, shouting: Summon the Demon Moon Evil Book in the name of Zhang Wei!

At this moment, the door of the room touched... and was pushed open without warning. I subconsciously turned to the door, looked at the person coming, and asked: Xiaoru, what's the matter with looking for the owner?

My sister stared at me with the eyes of watching the aliens, then without saying a word, she held the door, turned her head and shouted downstairs: Mom, call the police! I'm crazy...

I sweat...

Damn, you've killed me!

OK, elder sister, stop making trouble, is there anything wrong? I quickly waved my hand and asked to stop, and asked to my sister in a pleasing manner

My sister looked at me up and down with suspicious eyes, and confirmed that I had a cure for madness, so she explained her purpose: Brother, go to my room

Why? Are you fighting a friendship? I agree with both hands and feet!

Of course, I only dare to ask that sentence in my heart

Sister, what are you doing when you go to your room? In the corridor on the second floor, I followed my sister to her boudoir and asked verbally, fearing that my eldest sister replied that she wanted to kill me

My room's computer network is connected, please help me answer it

Oh...No, hey! Sister, don't you know computers better than me? You can't do it yourself! I asked strangely

I'm going out now, I don't have time. My eldest sister rolled her eyes and said to me.

Damn, I'm too lazy to do it myself

If you want to go out, am I very idle? I whispered in silence

Hey... Brother, do you think? My sister turned her head and showed her fierce look. She was so scared that I shook my head and said no

That's it, I'll leave first... When I come back, I have to go online, you can do it yourself! Before leaving, my dear sister did not forget to leave a threatening and ruthless word, pushed me into her room with her palm, and then went downstairs to go out.

Looking at the back of my sister who threw me like me into her most private and secret room and left casually, I could only shake my head and smile bitterly

After watching my sister leave, I turned around and began to look at my sister's room...

Living under the same roof, my sister's room is certainly not a national key protection planning area for her younger brother. However, my sister and I usually spend time together in the living room downstairs and other places, and rarely stay in each other's room for more than ten minutes, let alone enjoy it.

As soon as I stepped into my sister's boudoir, a scent of scent immediately blew towards me, smelling very much like the body fragrance of my sister. It was a little similar to the fragrance emitted by hot milk. It was rich but not fumigated, light and pleasant, very pleasant.

My sister's room is decorated with a series of wallpapers made of light blue and purple. The blinds outside the window are half open, and the sunlight passes through the gaps, reflecting them, revealing kumquat-colored lights, dreamy and dazzling.

The biggest difference between a girl's room and a boy's room is definitely not necessary to explain it. In addition to being clean and refreshing, the decoration of my sister's room is actually quite simple. I don't know if it is because she lived in the school a few days ago. Apart from basic furniture, there are almost no stickers, dolls, toys and other gadgets.

The most conspicuous decoration is the huge bookshelf on the wall opposite me and the amazing number of books on it. When I saw it, I saw that the bookshelf were all serious data books, which were not the same level as my personal preferences. It made me feel disgusted. I felt dizzy after just taking a look.

Looking to the other side, I looked at my sister's inspiring double bed, light pink mattress, light blue quilts, pillow covers, neatly laid, without wrinkles. It was indeed a regular lady, unlike the messy bed sheets that I always had all night.

Next to the pillow, the only doll in the room - the fluffy Pikachu - made me stunned for a while...

Like the childhood of an ordinary little brat, I was fascinated by Pikachu for a while a few years ago. If I remember correctly, I was always bullied by my sister. On my 16th birthday, I spent all my pocket money and bought such a large doll as a gift to pay.

I was simple and a little mentally retarded at that time, but I knew that the girl was not interested in Pikachu at all. Besides, my sister didn't like rag dolls at all. Looking at the three big black diagonal lines on her face when she received the gift, I realized that she had flattered her horse's legs.

I always thought that my eldest sister had thrown away this bird thing, but I didn't expect that she would stay until now?

Slowly walked towards my sister's bed and squatted down, looking at the photo of my mother, sister, and the whole family photo taken by the three of me on the small cabinet. It seemed that I was in the first year of China four years ago. I had my monk's head, like a fool, standing in the center, with my left and right hands wrapped around my mother and sister, smiling shyly. My sister, who was still in high school at that time, had her long hair and had not been cut off and she didn't wear glasses. She smiled so loudly that she was childish and could tell that she was already a beauty; my mother was still young, completely different from now on. People who didn't know would definitely think that it was the eldest sister of my sister and brother.

Recalling the warmth of our mother and son who depended on each other for life, I couldn't help but look at the mother and sister in the photo again, and smiled lewdly... If I had the opportunity to take another family photo in the future, the same person, the same pose, but... I hope that the two girls I hugged and hugged in the photo would be naked... Fantasy, although I wanted to rush into my sister's room and the bathroom immediately to hunt for treasure, in order to avoid the long night of dreams, I would like to finish what the queen had assigned to me first, like the trousers that my sister had just changed... Such good things must be kept for the end and should not be wasted

After pushing open the desk and chair, checking that the wires have been connected, I turned on my sister's computer and started setting up the Internet connection.

Although I am not very good at computers, the simple online procedures are still unstoppable. I knocked and hit for about ten minutes, logged in successfully, and opened a website for testing. After confirming, I turned off the computer.

Just as I was about to get up and move my position to explore, I suddenly saw a DC camera on the desk. My sister who likes to take pictures. This hobby is no different from that of an ordinary girl. Then I found that the memory card falling in a corner next to the DC suddenly felt a curiosity that wanted to find out.

Turn on the computer, take the memory card and insert it into the slot, and click it gently on the data folder that automatically reads out. Wow! A lot of pictures and files pop up suddenly, there are actually seventy or eighty pictures, and it seems that they are all selfies. My sister has taken a lot of photos recently.

Looking at my sister on the screen, dressed up in a solemn suit at school, sexy clothes outdoors, coolness when taking selfies in the dormitory, beautiful smile, and perfect figure, and feasting the eyes, I have to be grateful and admire my own foresight. I can actually notice what others cannot do, and find this DC hidden in the depths of the demon abyss, all evil!

Most of the following photos are the same, but the sister in the photos is sexy, playful, charming, pure, and a bunch of varied expressions that are not easy to see, which is still a great enjoyment, which makes me enjoy it.

With a fun mentality, I clicked the last next button and jumped out of the last photo in the data folder, but it was a surprise that made me stunned and frozen on the spot...

It was a photo that made my brain stop working: it seemed like walking on the street and suddenly saw aliens dancing in front of you; it seemed like you had just finished a bowl of hot noodle soup but found a live cockroach at the bottom of the bowl waved to you; it seemed like you had just finished your wife but found that she was a man; it was like you landed on Fengyue Continent and saw the bitch shouting Long live Xiaobai, Long live Xiaobai.

It's actually a very ordinary photo, a very ordinary porn photo, a very ordinary SM porn photo

In the photo, there is a naked girl who is tied to her private parts by a rough hemp rope. Her soft and tender flesh is concave and protruding with the rope traces, especially the proud breasts on her chest, which are more firm and gorgeous under the tie of the hemp rope. Her hair is covered with seductive sweat, and the girl's bright red lips are slightly opened, squeezing her white breast ball with one hand, and her other finger is pressed against her red lips. Her beautiful face shows an extremely lewd expression. Her eyes are as if she is saying to the person watching the photo: Come and fuck me...!

The most important thing is that the heroine in this photo is my sister

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After seeing the photo that shocked me and didn't know what to do, my memory became chaotic, and there seemed to be a blurred fault.

What I vaguely remember is that I silently turned off the computer, took out the memory card, returned everything back to its original position, went downstairs, saw my mother who was busy in the kitchen, and then...

At the moment, I woke up and my mother was pressed by me on the dining table. Her half-naked body was only wearing an apron. Her plump butt was raised high, and she was panting, silently enduring my fierce and ruthless invasion.

The rough paws were placed on the pair of snow-white breast balls on my mother's chest, and they grabbed a light red blood stasis.

Green; the round and plump buttocks are red in a large area under the fierce collision; the pure and beautiful face of my mother is covered with pear blossoms,

The pretty eyes were filled with tears, which made me feel very distressed when I woke up

Mom, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I quickly let go of my hand that squeezed my mother's chest, stopped the rough movement of the cock pulling out, and kept apologizing to my mother

Mom turned her head, looked at me pressing behind her, reached out and gently touched my sweaty cheeks a few times, barely showing a smile, but the doting in her eyes was a kind of gentleness without any words.

I lowered my head and kissed my mother affectionately, as if I was gently untiing the last fig leaf on her body - the apron, and threw it aside; then, I asked my mother to turn around and face me, maintain a bonding state in her lower body, hold her waist and buttocks, and walk towards the sofa in the living room.

Mom's hands were around my neck to maintain balance; she blushedly buried her face on my shoulders, gently biting her shoulders to prevent her moans from constantly overflowing from her mouth under the stimulation of her penis when she was thrusting through her penis when she was thrusting through her face.

Mother's love is a kind of dedication without regrets

Apology is unnecessary, and what can be given to her is just to be as gentle as possible