Two more days passed in the blink of an eye, and my parents were busy making dinner in the kitchen. I was doing my homework and heard my father say to my mother: We both off work tomorrow, so we can get up late, how about having fun tonight?
Mother said: If you go, you will know that you think about this every day. You can coax your son to bed first.
The father said: Who knows when he can fall asleep? My son is so young, he won’t know what we are doing. It’s okay, there is another thing I want to ask you.
The mother said: What's going on?
My father said: I just want to ask if it is particularly exciting for you to touch the two babies on you while I fuck you below.
Mother said: Oh, what are you saying? Why do you always think about this
My father said: I'm serious, is that true
Mother said: Yes... I feel very special, it seems that the one came very quickly
Dad laughed and said: I felt that two days ago, I want you to do it ten or eight times today
My mother hit my father: I hate it so much, you will be dead. Besides, it is not convenient to touch the two of you.
My father said: I had thought of a solution long ago. Do you remember how I fucked you while touching your breasts last time?
The mother said: You are such a big man who is not serious at all, so how can you ask your son to help you do this?
The father said: My son is still young, and he always sleeps with your big steamed bun every day. Why do he always touch it? It would be fine if we let him touch it a few times when we were like that.
Mother said: Sooner or later, your son will be ruined by you
My father said: It's okay, you're young now, you won't be like this if you're a little older. In two years, our unit will divide the room and make him a bedroom and sleep alone. Now you can't hide it. You said yes
Mother said: You have many reasons
The father said: Then do you agree?
Mother said: Make your meal quickly, it's annoying
My father laughed and hummed and continued to cook
After dinner, as before, my parents went to the entrance of the alley to chat with the neighbors. I played with my friends, and then went home to take a shower and go to the kang. Today, my father seemed very happy and pointed to my mother's naked breasts lying on the kang and said to me: Son, come and touch me
As I said that, I picked me up and put it on my mother's stomach. I rode on my mother's stomach and stroked the pair of breasts with my hands. I felt soft and smooth and comfortable. I was so funny that I would occasionally take the pink cherry to make milk.
After playing for a while, I found that my mother's face gradually became rosy. Her eyes closed slightly and her body began to twist slightly. She moaned twice from time to time. By the way, where did my father go? I looked left and right but didn't look. When I turned my head and looked back, I realized that my father was lying behind me, lying between my mother's legs. I looked down again and saw that my father was licking my mother's fragrant grass with his tongue, and his fingers were still in and out. I began to understand that my mother's comfortable appearance was because of this, and the secret was in that grass.
The mother made a vague sound in her mouth: Ah...ah...it's itchy...ah...I...I want...ah...I feel the little hands on her chest stop stroking, so she opened her eyes and saw me looking at the back and said, "Ah...quick...come in..."ah...ah...you...your son...look...what you...what are you...
After hearing this, my father added a few more times, then got up and turned me over and continued to face my mother, and let me lie on my mother's chest and said: Son, eat your mother's breasts.
I obediently did it, but I still secretly looked back and found that my father had kneeled between my mother's legs, and held up my legs with both hands, while the big stick between my father's crotch was piercing into my mother's fragrant grassland
When I turned around and continued to face the pair of breasts on my mother's chest, my mother's body began to shake back and forth. I knew that my father must be working hard to penetrate his stick into my mother's grass. Looking at the two white breasts shaking in front of me, I went up and grabbed one with my hands and stroked it back and forth, and held the other with my mouth.
My mother obviously felt my attack on her breasts. Her body trembled gently while shaking back and forth, and the vague moans in her mouth became even more pleasant.
As our bodies shaking, my little brother kept rubbing on my mother's white and tender skin. Gradually, I realized the comfort of my mother's thighs two nights ago.
In this way, I listened to my mother's moans and played with my mother's breasts while experiencing the pleasure of my little brother.
After a while, my mother suddenly pressed down on my little hand that was stroking her breasts, and then pressed my hand hard to rub her breasts back and forth, and the sound became louder: Ah...ah...ah...son...son...kiss...kiss mom...ah...ah...old...husband...quickly...was...it's coming...too...too...thrilling...it's exciting...you...you...masters and two...play...it's fun...ah...can't stand it anymore...ah...
Hearing my mother's scream, I took my mother's nipples and started sucking hard. From time to time, I felt that my father behind me also increased the frequency of impact on my mother. The sound of slapping was endless. Soon, my mother's tense body relaxed in a long and comfortable moan. It seemed that she had lost all her strength when she lay there. My father thrust a few more times and stood up and shook the strong stick. He lay beside my mother, feeling that my mother's body stopped shaking. I also stopped moving and lay quietly on my mother and felt the powerful and fast heartbeat.
After a few minutes, my father got up and took a towel from the edge of the kang to wipe the sweat off the three of us. After wiping, he put the towel aside, reached out to my mother's muddy grass and gently stroked it, and said: How about it, wife, please feel comfortable.
My mother reached out and moved me off her body, let me lay on her arm, then continued to breathe a few times and said: You're going to die, I'm asking
My father teased and said: If you don’t ask, how can I know if you are comfortable or not
My mother reached out and hit my father's erect big stick and said: It's uncomfortable, it's uncomfortable.
My father smirked and said: Why is there so much water here? It's all over my thighs, and even the sheets are wet.
The mother pushed her father and said, "You said, "You're just doing it." There's also this little bad guy who started bullying me at such a young age."
The father laughed and said: What does bullying you mean? You just told your son to kiss you hard and told me to hurry up. That would be very comfortable.
Mother said: Annoying, stop talking, shut up
The father nodded and said: OK, I won’t say it anymore, but my mouth is idle. Should this thing move? It’s still hard.
As he said that, he pulled his mother's hand onto the big stick, while his other hand kept stroking his mother's crotch while he was talking.
My mother's hand shrank back as soon as she touched the big stick, but she felt her father's hand on the grass move quickly, and then she trembled and snorted all over. She quickly reached out and held the big stick tightly, and started to stroke it up and down.
I saw the movements of my parents next to me, and I couldn't consciously climb onto my mother's body. My little brother tightly pressed against the smooth skin on the outside of my mother's thighs.
As the parents moved more and more, the mother's legs were tightly joined together, her waist twisted back and forth like a snake, her eyes closed slightly, and her cherry mouth was intermittently moaning: Ah...ah...ah...ah...
The father looked sideways at his mother's seductive expression, stretched his head and kissed his mother's towering breasts, and moved back and forth between his breasts, sometimes sucking the tender white flesh of his breasts, and sometimes licking the tender red cherries on the top of the peaks with his tongue. The mother panted and hummed in her mouth: Ah...ah...comfortable...ah...good husband...
Looking at my father's actions, I suddenly realized that my mother's breasts were kissing like this. I got up and sat next to my mother. My father found that I was watching him breastfeeding, and moved my mouth generously to his mother's breasts. When I saw it, I quickly put my mouth on my mother's breasts and began to suck it like this. My mother felt my joining and gasping and said: Little bad guy...you...why are you...you...you...two bad guys...it's actually...you...you...you...she's actually...to eat together...a...ah...ah...
At this time, the father raised his head and said: Haha... It's comfortable... I thought of a good way to play again... Let's try... My son got up... Let's have both of you eat in a while
As he said that, he sat up and pushed my mother up, then let me lie down, let my mother kneel on both sides of my thighs, and leaned over and supported the kang with her elbows. The white breasts swayed in front of my eyes like an upside-down golden bell. I could kiss her as soon as I was lying down, and I could reach out to caress her.
My mother was kneeling and her tender buttocks were sticking out, and her father knelt behind her buttocks, thrusting the big root, and just thrusting forward and smoothly entering her muddy grass. My mother was attacked by her father from behind and she let out a sound.
My father did not thrust in a hurry, but instead took a pillow and threw it at me, asking me to pad my head a little higher. After I did as I did, I realized the benefits, because at this time my mother's breasts were already pressed against my mouth, and I could hold it in just one mouth, so I didn't have to thrust my neck upwards anymore.
I said to my father happily: It's great, it's very labor-saving, you can get a kiss in one go
Dad laughed and said: Of course, dad is smart, so he kisses your mother there. She likes you kissing her breasts very much, right? Wife?
As he said that, he thrust his body vigorously twice, and his mother was hit twice and said: You bad guy, you have been taught badly by your son, and you can do it. I also asked my son to help you. This posture can be imagined.
My father moved slowly and said: You all said that the upper and lower parts work together to get faster than the lower parts, and it is more exciting and comfortable. This is based on your physical characteristics. I have worked hard to figure it out. You don’t thank me. It’s just a matter of hitting.
As he said that, he had a heavy impact on him twice
Mother: Ah...ah...you...be gentle...you'll be bad...
Father: Little girl, not honest
As he said that, he quickly hit his mother hard and more than ten times
Mother: Ah...ah...ah...be gentle...too deep...I...I'm honest
My father laughed and said: You know what you know, you should be dying of ecstasy in a while, thank me. Son, kiss your mother, don't rub your hands freely.
As I said that, I started to speed up the attack speed of my waist. I was stroking the pair of seductive breasts with both hands. When I heard my father's words, I immediately took one of the cherries in my mouth. I sucked and licked according to the skills I learned from my father just now, and increased the hardness of rubbing my hands.
My mother was trembling and panting by this sudden double stimulation, and she murmured: Ah...ah...ah...you'll know...listen...you'll hear...you're dad...ah...ah...
My father listened to his mother's panting behind him, sometimes fast and sometimes slow... and sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, and sometimes patted his mother's buttocks with his hands twice. I also worked harder with my hands and mouth.
With the efforts of our father and son, my mother's temples were scattered, her complexion was flushed, and her delicate skin was covered with sweat. Listening to the words that my mother said from time to time... comfortable... so great, so I waited for the words, my father said: How about it, wife, are you comfortable?
Mother said:...ah...ah...ah...comfortable...this first time...so good...
Father said: Do you want to play like this in the future? Wife
The mother said: Ah...ah...think...think...think...think.thought: What are you thinking?
,Mother said: Ah...ah...I want to...I want to...I want to...I want to...I like this every day...Ah... My father said: What's the same every day?
As he said that, his father increased his speed and violently attacked. His mother was trembling with a trembling body and said: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
The mother said: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Mother said: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
After a while, I heard my mother: Ah... It's heaven... Ah... Then I heard my father: Shoot you to death... Ah... With my mother's long moan and then a low roar, the two of them stopped in the clouds and rain. I also stopped. My father lay on my back and gasped for a few breaths and then turned over and lay on the kang. My mother knelt down and took a rest for a while, then kissed my mouth and said: Little bad guy, thank you, my kissing mother is so comfortable
Then I lay between me and my father and I closed my eyes and rested. I touched my mother's breasts and fell asleep unknowingly
Mother said: If you go, you will know that you think about this every day. You can coax your son to bed first.
The father said: Who knows when he can fall asleep? My son is so young, he won’t know what we are doing. It’s okay, there is another thing I want to ask you.
The mother said: What's going on?
My father said: I just want to ask if it is particularly exciting for you to touch the two babies on you while I fuck you below.
Mother said: Oh, what are you saying? Why do you always think about this
My father said: I'm serious, is that true
Mother said: Yes... I feel very special, it seems that the one came very quickly
Dad laughed and said: I felt that two days ago, I want you to do it ten or eight times today
My mother hit my father: I hate it so much, you will be dead. Besides, it is not convenient to touch the two of you.
My father said: I had thought of a solution long ago. Do you remember how I fucked you while touching your breasts last time?
The mother said: You are such a big man who is not serious at all, so how can you ask your son to help you do this?
The father said: My son is still young, and he always sleeps with your big steamed bun every day. Why do he always touch it? It would be fine if we let him touch it a few times when we were like that.
Mother said: Sooner or later, your son will be ruined by you
My father said: It's okay, you're young now, you won't be like this if you're a little older. In two years, our unit will divide the room and make him a bedroom and sleep alone. Now you can't hide it. You said yes
Mother said: You have many reasons
The father said: Then do you agree?
Mother said: Make your meal quickly, it's annoying
My father laughed and hummed and continued to cook
After dinner, as before, my parents went to the entrance of the alley to chat with the neighbors. I played with my friends, and then went home to take a shower and go to the kang. Today, my father seemed very happy and pointed to my mother's naked breasts lying on the kang and said to me: Son, come and touch me
As I said that, I picked me up and put it on my mother's stomach. I rode on my mother's stomach and stroked the pair of breasts with my hands. I felt soft and smooth and comfortable. I was so funny that I would occasionally take the pink cherry to make milk.
After playing for a while, I found that my mother's face gradually became rosy. Her eyes closed slightly and her body began to twist slightly. She moaned twice from time to time. By the way, where did my father go? I looked left and right but didn't look. When I turned my head and looked back, I realized that my father was lying behind me, lying between my mother's legs. I looked down again and saw that my father was licking my mother's fragrant grass with his tongue, and his fingers were still in and out. I began to understand that my mother's comfortable appearance was because of this, and the secret was in that grass.
The mother made a vague sound in her mouth: Ah...ah...it's itchy...ah...I...I want...ah...I feel the little hands on her chest stop stroking, so she opened her eyes and saw me looking at the back and said, "Ah...quick...come in..."ah...ah...you...your son...look...what you...what are you...
After hearing this, my father added a few more times, then got up and turned me over and continued to face my mother, and let me lie on my mother's chest and said: Son, eat your mother's breasts.
I obediently did it, but I still secretly looked back and found that my father had kneeled between my mother's legs, and held up my legs with both hands, while the big stick between my father's crotch was piercing into my mother's fragrant grassland
When I turned around and continued to face the pair of breasts on my mother's chest, my mother's body began to shake back and forth. I knew that my father must be working hard to penetrate his stick into my mother's grass. Looking at the two white breasts shaking in front of me, I went up and grabbed one with my hands and stroked it back and forth, and held the other with my mouth.
My mother obviously felt my attack on her breasts. Her body trembled gently while shaking back and forth, and the vague moans in her mouth became even more pleasant.
As our bodies shaking, my little brother kept rubbing on my mother's white and tender skin. Gradually, I realized the comfort of my mother's thighs two nights ago.
In this way, I listened to my mother's moans and played with my mother's breasts while experiencing the pleasure of my little brother.
After a while, my mother suddenly pressed down on my little hand that was stroking her breasts, and then pressed my hand hard to rub her breasts back and forth, and the sound became louder: Ah...ah...ah...son...son...kiss...kiss mom...ah...ah...old...husband...quickly...was...it's coming...too...too...thrilling...it's exciting...you...you...masters and two...play...it's fun...ah...can't stand it anymore...ah...
Hearing my mother's scream, I took my mother's nipples and started sucking hard. From time to time, I felt that my father behind me also increased the frequency of impact on my mother. The sound of slapping was endless. Soon, my mother's tense body relaxed in a long and comfortable moan. It seemed that she had lost all her strength when she lay there. My father thrust a few more times and stood up and shook the strong stick. He lay beside my mother, feeling that my mother's body stopped shaking. I also stopped moving and lay quietly on my mother and felt the powerful and fast heartbeat.
After a few minutes, my father got up and took a towel from the edge of the kang to wipe the sweat off the three of us. After wiping, he put the towel aside, reached out to my mother's muddy grass and gently stroked it, and said: How about it, wife, please feel comfortable.
My mother reached out and moved me off her body, let me lay on her arm, then continued to breathe a few times and said: You're going to die, I'm asking
My father teased and said: If you don’t ask, how can I know if you are comfortable or not
My mother reached out and hit my father's erect big stick and said: It's uncomfortable, it's uncomfortable.
My father smirked and said: Why is there so much water here? It's all over my thighs, and even the sheets are wet.
The mother pushed her father and said, "You said, "You're just doing it." There's also this little bad guy who started bullying me at such a young age."
The father laughed and said: What does bullying you mean? You just told your son to kiss you hard and told me to hurry up. That would be very comfortable.
Mother said: Annoying, stop talking, shut up
The father nodded and said: OK, I won’t say it anymore, but my mouth is idle. Should this thing move? It’s still hard.
As he said that, he pulled his mother's hand onto the big stick, while his other hand kept stroking his mother's crotch while he was talking.
My mother's hand shrank back as soon as she touched the big stick, but she felt her father's hand on the grass move quickly, and then she trembled and snorted all over. She quickly reached out and held the big stick tightly, and started to stroke it up and down.
I saw the movements of my parents next to me, and I couldn't consciously climb onto my mother's body. My little brother tightly pressed against the smooth skin on the outside of my mother's thighs.
As the parents moved more and more, the mother's legs were tightly joined together, her waist twisted back and forth like a snake, her eyes closed slightly, and her cherry mouth was intermittently moaning: Ah...ah...ah...ah...
The father looked sideways at his mother's seductive expression, stretched his head and kissed his mother's towering breasts, and moved back and forth between his breasts, sometimes sucking the tender white flesh of his breasts, and sometimes licking the tender red cherries on the top of the peaks with his tongue. The mother panted and hummed in her mouth: Ah...ah...comfortable...ah...good husband...
Looking at my father's actions, I suddenly realized that my mother's breasts were kissing like this. I got up and sat next to my mother. My father found that I was watching him breastfeeding, and moved my mouth generously to his mother's breasts. When I saw it, I quickly put my mouth on my mother's breasts and began to suck it like this. My mother felt my joining and gasping and said: Little bad guy...you...why are you...you...you...two bad guys...it's actually...you...you...you...she's actually...to eat together...a...ah...ah...
At this time, the father raised his head and said: Haha... It's comfortable... I thought of a good way to play again... Let's try... My son got up... Let's have both of you eat in a while
As he said that, he sat up and pushed my mother up, then let me lie down, let my mother kneel on both sides of my thighs, and leaned over and supported the kang with her elbows. The white breasts swayed in front of my eyes like an upside-down golden bell. I could kiss her as soon as I was lying down, and I could reach out to caress her.
My mother was kneeling and her tender buttocks were sticking out, and her father knelt behind her buttocks, thrusting the big root, and just thrusting forward and smoothly entering her muddy grass. My mother was attacked by her father from behind and she let out a sound.
My father did not thrust in a hurry, but instead took a pillow and threw it at me, asking me to pad my head a little higher. After I did as I did, I realized the benefits, because at this time my mother's breasts were already pressed against my mouth, and I could hold it in just one mouth, so I didn't have to thrust my neck upwards anymore.
I said to my father happily: It's great, it's very labor-saving, you can get a kiss in one go
Dad laughed and said: Of course, dad is smart, so he kisses your mother there. She likes you kissing her breasts very much, right? Wife?
As he said that, he thrust his body vigorously twice, and his mother was hit twice and said: You bad guy, you have been taught badly by your son, and you can do it. I also asked my son to help you. This posture can be imagined.
My father moved slowly and said: You all said that the upper and lower parts work together to get faster than the lower parts, and it is more exciting and comfortable. This is based on your physical characteristics. I have worked hard to figure it out. You don’t thank me. It’s just a matter of hitting.
As he said that, he had a heavy impact on him twice
Mother: Ah...ah...you...be gentle...you'll be bad...
Father: Little girl, not honest
As he said that, he quickly hit his mother hard and more than ten times
Mother: Ah...ah...ah...be gentle...too deep...I...I'm honest
My father laughed and said: You know what you know, you should be dying of ecstasy in a while, thank me. Son, kiss your mother, don't rub your hands freely.
As I said that, I started to speed up the attack speed of my waist. I was stroking the pair of seductive breasts with both hands. When I heard my father's words, I immediately took one of the cherries in my mouth. I sucked and licked according to the skills I learned from my father just now, and increased the hardness of rubbing my hands.
My mother was trembling and panting by this sudden double stimulation, and she murmured: Ah...ah...ah...you'll know...listen...you'll hear...you're dad...ah...ah...
My father listened to his mother's panting behind him, sometimes fast and sometimes slow... and sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, and sometimes patted his mother's buttocks with his hands twice. I also worked harder with my hands and mouth.
With the efforts of our father and son, my mother's temples were scattered, her complexion was flushed, and her delicate skin was covered with sweat. Listening to the words that my mother said from time to time... comfortable... so great, so I waited for the words, my father said: How about it, wife, are you comfortable?
Mother said:...ah...ah...ah...comfortable...this first time...so good...
Father said: Do you want to play like this in the future? Wife
The mother said: Ah...ah...think...think...think...think.thought: What are you thinking?
,Mother said: Ah...ah...I want to...I want to...I want to...I want to...I like this every day...Ah... My father said: What's the same every day?
As he said that, his father increased his speed and violently attacked. His mother was trembling with a trembling body and said: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
The mother said: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Mother said: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
After a while, I heard my mother: Ah... It's heaven... Ah... Then I heard my father: Shoot you to death... Ah... With my mother's long moan and then a low roar, the two of them stopped in the clouds and rain. I also stopped. My father lay on my back and gasped for a few breaths and then turned over and lay on the kang. My mother knelt down and took a rest for a while, then kissed my mouth and said: Little bad guy, thank you, my kissing mother is so comfortable
Then I lay between me and my father and I closed my eyes and rested. I touched my mother's breasts and fell asleep unknowingly
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