The next day, Rakshasa girl woke up quietly. In a daze, she habitually reached out to hug her side, but unexpectedly she hugged her in a hurry. She woke up immediately.
I stood up and looked around and found that Ai Er was not in the new house. Then I slowly remembered the role-playing incident that I had decided with Ai Er yesterday.
Today is the first time I have returned to the mother-son relationship after making a relationship! I must always remember that I was the biological mother of my child.
The Rakshasa girl woke up secretly
However, looking down at his naked body, with traces of love on his snowy buttocks and jade breasts, feeling the delicate and laziness from his heart and body, and then looking at the messy bed that passed by, and smelling the lustful aura of men and women in the room...
I was a little confused yet
Mother! Have you gotten up? Suddenly, Hongboy screamed outdoors, and then saw him sweating heavily, carrying two red tassel guns, and smiling into the room
The Rakshasa girl was stunned and saw her son coming in. She didn't react for a moment. She just smiled and suddenly remembered that today was the day for mother and son, and she was sitting naked on the couch. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed. With an ah scream, she hurriedly grabbed the brocade and blocked her chest, covered her naked body, and shrank her body and said coquettishly: Why is my son so rude, and she couldn't allow her mother to allow her, so she rushed in? My mother is not wearing clothes yet!
Red Boy didn't care and said with a smile: Mother, I am your own baby! My mother's body, when the baby was just born, I had seen it when I turned around!
The Rakshasa girl was so embarrassed that she spat: Jingyao talks nonsense! What did you know at that time? And when you were just born, it took a hundred days to open your eyes!
The red boy laughed, put away the red tassel gun, knelt down in front of the bed, kowtowed three times, and said frankly: I wish my mother good health and no worries!
The Rakshasa girl turned red and she couldn't help but rub her lower abdomen, thinking: This little enemy, yesterday, kept hitting her delicate vagina, and hitting her vagina, and the heart of her uterus still had a slight pain. How can she be considered healthy?
However, the erotic and coquettish act that can easily blurt out on weekdays, but I can't say it now, so I replied: Mom is still in good health, I'll get up... Where did you go early in the morning? Why did you get back sweating all over?
The red boy got up, jumped up, jumped onto the couch, the Rakshasa girl panicked, grabbed the brocade quilt and shrank back, thinking in her heart: If he climbed onto his body, what would he react...
If you are just like you usually do, you will still look like a mother?
Role-playing is going to be dead in name only on the first day; but if you really refuse, what if the child is really upset...
Fortunately, Red Boy sat down on the edge of the couch without exceeding the ceremony. Her little face was innocent and cute, and she smiled and said, "The child is practicing guns in the hall!" The red tassel spear given by the master must be used with the Samadhi True Fire and ignited it into a fire-tip gun. Only then can she be considered to be extremely powerful, but the child's true fire method is not yet proficient. If she does not ignite the gun, she will be so thirsty... Mother, can there be a wine for reincarnation to quench her thirst?
Oh...you...you go out and get some food for your mother under the kitchen. When your mother has put on her clothes, prepare that...that...the wine of reincarnation
Those who are reincarnation wine and Guiyuan soup are all other names for drowning
The Rakshasa girl recalled that she was so shameless in the past, and she actually made a stinging leg and rode on her son's face, and peed directly into his mouth. She felt a shameless thing, and her heart was in chaos. Her beautiful face was as red as a cloth, and she wanted to get into the ground with shame.
But the red boy seemed to have not seen him. He smiled and replied, then got out of bed and went out of the hole, and went to the kitchen to prepare meals.
The Rakshasa girl heard her son walking far away and then breathed a sigh of relief. She jumped off the bed naked and hurriedly found a set of old clothes from the closet to wear, underwear, footwear, mid-trousers, Luoshang, upper bellyband, small clothes, mid-trousers, and trousers. After the marriage, she had never had any more time.
Holding the white porcelain teapot on the table, the Rakshasa girl hid in the screen with a gust of wind, then poked her head out like a guilty person, looked at the dark door for a long time before blushing and unbuttoning her panties, urinating in the pot
After urinating, I turned around and saw the toilet in the screen. My eyes quickly moved away as if it was burned. I immediately recalled yesterday when I was standing by the couch, raised my butt, sprayed a stinky fart on my son's face, and asked him to hold the plate to catch the foul foul thing pulled out of his home...
The Rakshasa girl almost fainted with shame with shame. She staggered for two steps, and she couldn't break the teapot in her hand.
Put the teapot filled with warm urine on the table. The Rakshasa woman covered her face with her hands, but she felt it was as hot as fire, and she was so ashamed and angry that she kept stomping her feet.
I remembered that my son had to come back to drink his own urine in the pot after a while, and he was even more shy, but he no longer had the courage to see him drink it. He ran out like flying, entered the practice room, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the stone platform, pretending to be makeup and breathe in, practicing martial arts.
After a while, Hongboy entered the quiet room with a food box in her hand. The Rakshasa girl narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at him secretly. She saw that her beloved son was holding the food box for a while. Before she could open her eyes, she put down the food box and sat cross-legged near the stone platform, breathing and breathing.
When the Rakshasa girl saw her son close her eyes and worked hard, she really relaxed. Because she didn't know how to face her beloved son, she wanted to practice seriously, but she felt ashamed, sweet, and a heart wrapped in a mess. How could she calm down?
After finally reaching the afternoon, the Rakshasa girl who was unable to enter into meditation suddenly croaked in her belly, but she didn't eat breakfast and was hungry at this time.
When the Red Boy heard the mother's crying in her belly, she immediately woke up from her meditation, let out a light breath, opened the food box and sent it to the stone platform, and said with a smile: Mother, since you have stopped working, please use some food. You have not eaten anything today!
The Rakshasa girl could no longer pretend, so she opened her eyes awkwardly and said with a forced smile: I'm sorry, I'll eat some together.
After lunch, the mother and son had lunch, the Rakshasa girl hid back to the boudoir and lay on the bed to sleep.
Red Boy packed up the food box, followed in, and shouted softly: Mother, the child also wants to take a nap with his mother, can he?
But the Rakshasa girl did not answer, just pretended to be asleep and turned over, facing the stone wall, so she was really a mother, so she had no face to face her beloved son who had had sex every day and night and had sex with her all the time.
Red Boy laughed, jumped onto the couch, and hugged her mother's waist from behind, causing the Rakshasa girl to tremble, and her snow buttocks and jade thighs to become tight.
After Red Boy hugged her mother's waist, she did not move in any particular way. She seemed to be back to the baby son who was a little spoiled but respectful, and she breathed carefully and fell asleep.
The Rakshasa girl used her nap to escape from her love son. She was not sleepy, but she couldn't sleep as soon as her son got stuck on her body.
These days, her body, which has been ripe like a peach, has long been greatly sensitive by the endless romantic methods of her young son.
At this moment, his son was hugged by his waist. Even though he was properly and without movement, he could not stand it for a few moments. His mind was full of love. He became moved soon after, and his delicate body became hot. He became lit up in his vagina. The smooth honey liquid quietly overflowed from his mouth.
The Rakshasa girl was gritting her teeth and enduring it. Suddenly, she felt a hot hard object pressing on her buttocks. It was after the Red Boy was asleep. The huge penis between her crotch erections, and it bounced out of the tiger-skin skirt and pressed onto her mother's buttocks.
This time, the Rakshasa woman was even more difficult to get over. She bit her teeth, winked and tugged at her eyes, and held back her bare hands and was pulled for a long time. She finally couldn't stand it anymore. She looked resentful and pouted and sighed secretly: Forget it! This body is inseparable from this little ancestor! Once she was touched by him, the snow lion turned into water in the fire!
She slowly moved her hand to her abdomen, quietly untied her skirt, and used extremely light and slow movements to pull the skirt down, waiting to pull it to the base of her legs, revealing the round and snowy buttocks like white jade in the backhand, touching the hot and hard thing behind her, flexibly slid jade fingers around the jade stem, gently stroked it a few times, spreading her legs slightly, allowing the sun to enter the gap between her legs, then closing her legs, clamping it in the base of her legs, tightly pressing it with her two pieces of smooth lip skin, moving her waist, rubbing it softly, and backwards, and backwards.
Red Boy suddenly smiled, and his little hands climbed up on her plump buttocks, wandering on her satin-like soft and soft waist and hips, and smiled and said: Mother, what are you doing to your child?
Rakshasa girl YīngNíng said, feeling very embarrassed, but she was reluctant to let go of her legs and let go of her son's cock
He didn't say anything, twisted the water snake's waist, and pushed his fat and round butt back, leaning between his son's waist and abdomen and grinding it. He was in his nose for a while. Ummm, and he hummed and acted coquettishly. The peach stream was wet and hot, and the expectation was obvious.
He is so arrogant! Mother is obviously so arrogant!
Red Boy was very happy. Seeing that the beautiful and charming woman with a beautiful charming look like a slutty look is not only very interesting, but also rare to see, let alone her own mother!
Now that I was reluctant to pick it up, I pretended not to understand, and teased her: Is the mother's butt so that I won't let my child take a nap with you, and I will squeeze her down?
The Rakshasa girl was both ashamed and angry. She suddenly turned over and lay down, blushed, glared at the unfair and behaved in anger, turned over and went back, raised her fragrant buttocks, grabbed her son's penis with her jade hand, and led it into her own crotch, put it in the gap of the wet and hot lip, pulled the jade lily and stuffed it in, and the Qiong's nose shyly: Come in... Come in...
Red Boy smiled and held her waist, raised her penis, but moved it back a few points, pressing it against the buttocks, it was also tight and loose, and it was thrusting on the asshole, and thrusting its butt, and the tender red mushroom head broke through the tight small leather circle and pierced into the tight, tight and tight intestines of my mother.
Ah! Little enemy! I made a hole wrong!
The Rakshasa girl was so beautiful that she screamed. She twisted her upper body and slapped her son's forehead a few times. While panting, she pretended to be angry: You are an unfilial son who raped her mother's butt, you should be beaten...Yīng... This time, it was too deep! You don't feel sorry for your mother at all...Um...Baby is a little casual...Mom, today, she hasn't been relieved yet...Be careful to pound the pickled substance and pound it out...Dirty the bed, but...but it can't be washed! Um...
The mother's little mouth is always greedy, and the child is a little more relaxed, so she may not be able to make her enjoy the whole life!
Red Boy held her mother's fat buttocks, and smiled and said: If the mother is afraid of dirting the bed, the child has a way, just need her mother to do this...
After hearing this, the Rakshasa girl couldn't help but scream, and her jade-like appearance was full of red clouds.
However, since it has been inserted into the back, the anus that was trained by his son a few days ago and became very sensitive was already full of lust. The itching in the front pussy was moved backwards, and the anus was unbearable. It was necessary to fuck hard to be able to be happy. How can you satisfy the slight swaying and slowing down at the moment?
Although he didn't say yes, he got up in a squeak, facing the stone wall, with his pink back squatting on the edge of the couch, and he didn't take off his pants. He only showed his plump buttocks as big as peach, hanging white outside the edge of the bed
But this posture is too embarrassing, straight as if squatting and slapping, and like a bitch, squatting and revealing her vagina and ass.
The Rakshasa girl was so embarrassed that she covered her blushing cheeks, her delicate body felt numb, her legs were weak, and she almost fell to bed.
Red Boy was overjoyed when she saw the beautiful mother really posing in such a seductive and wonderful position.
Although the Rakshasa girl has not shown many shameless appearances in the past few days, she is always lacking in some taste because she is too slutty.
Today, I regained my mother's mentality and did this again. The cute look that was so timid and shy that I was just wanting to refuse but still welcomed was extremely touching.
Red Boy moved an embroidered stud, climbed up, held her mother's plump buttocks with both hands, and grinded her mushroom head against the wriggling petite buttocks, slowly breaking through and penetrating into the
The Rakshasa girl Yīng let out a delicate hum, her delicate body was so beautiful that her center of gravity was unstable. She sat her heavy buttocks in the palm of her son's hand, and made a thin moan like a flute tube, allowing him to hold his fat buttocks up and down, lifting up and down the slut
After a while, Hongboy not only did not realize that there was signs of dryness in her mother's anus, but her lower body was slippery and smooth, and she knew that the thing had come out in her heart.
Sure enough, after pounding for dozens of times, I smelled a faint stench in my nose. There was also a smooth sound like a mud in and out.
He pulled out the meat stick for a while, looked down and smiled: Mother has indeed leaked it! Fortunately, he used this position and all fell outside the bed...
His butt eyes were so wide that his intestines were penetrated by his jade stem for a while. He could no longer hold back the things in his belly and began to leak out. How could the Rakshasa girl have no idea?
Now that my son pointed it out, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed and my ears turned red, and my heart was filled with coquettishness: This naughty child! Is it fun to get my mother's shit? I know it when I know it, but I say it out. I don't care about my daughter's face at all! I'm so embarrassed!
But I was embarrassed and annoyed, but I couldn't say it. The woman covered her face with a hot fire. Mmmmm. She hummed in a slut, came over with her backhand, pinched her pink fist and pounded her son's arm a few times and vented her anger.
Red Boy laughed, and his waist and abdomen were thrusting hard, and the jade slutty was whispering, making the beautiful mother's butt roll, and the golden juice like mud was constantly squeezed out, flowing down his jade stem and egg bag, tickling down in front of the couch
The Rakshasa girl covered her face and bit her teeth tightly, but she was humming and squinting. Her squatting body was shaking by her beloved behind her. She was ashamed and shrunk, and her sense of comfort and pleasure were tangled in her body. She couldn't tell whether it was uncomfortable or pleasant.
Finally, I felt a heat in my stomach, and I heard my son sighing with satisfaction, but I had already ejaculated a thick sperm and sprayed it onto the feces in my intestines.
The red boy slowly retreated from his mother's body. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the Rakshasa woman jumping off the bed, holding her skirt in one hand, covering her dirty buttocks with her pink legs in the other hand, and stumbled to the screen. Then, the sound of crackling sounds mixed with the woman's delicate um. Hum, there may be some relaxing sighs, which is particularly tempting.
Red Boy smiled, lit the Samadhi True Fire, burned the filth on his rod, and burned several small beaches of yellow mud-like paste on the ground in front of the couch to fly ashes
After a few breaths, the sound of the screen gradually stopped, and the sound of clothes rubbing was heard. After a while, the Rakshasa girl blushed, moved her lotus steps lightly, and turned out of the screen. As she walked, her legs were slightly separated, and she seemed to be a little uncomfortable.
She sat on the couch with her cheeks bulging. Seeing her son smirking, she was so angry that she was so angry that she grabbed him, pressed him on her thigh, raised her hand and slapped him on her butt
While beating, he said angrily: You are such an unfilial evil! You must have made a mistake on purpose. Look at my mother's joke, right? Isn't it because my mother consumed another pair of underwear that had not been too many to wipe her butt! Shouldn't she beating!
Although she was angry, she was very light, and she was not even as strong as her son's spanking her a few days ago
Red Boy Ouch, Ouch!
He called out a few times and begged for mercy: Mother, calm down! My child is wronged! It's just that my mother took off her pants to her buttocks, revealing her plump and snowy buttocks as beautiful as the moon. My child was originally aiming at the cave in front, but when he was about to enter, he saw that his mother's jade buttocks were beautiful, and he was so excited that he picked up his words and then he was behind you...
Dare to make excuses!
The Rakshasa girl angrily made another blow. Seeing that her beloved son turned his head and looked sad and pitiful, she couldn't help laughing. She raised her slender fingers and twisted his face, and cursed: I dare to make a fool of myself next time, I will hit you!
The boy dares not!
Red Boy threw herself into her arms with salivation and said with a smile: But my mother felt sorry for the child the most, so she would not really hurt me!
While acting coquettish, his little hands secretly turned down, touching the pink and meat clams in her crotch through her thin skirt and trousers.
Go! You naughty son, you are here to tease your mother again!
The Rakshasa girl angrily patted her son's little hand that was using bad hands between her legs and said angrily: I just had to give up my underwear. If my mother's crotch was soaked again, she wouldn't have so many clothes to replace her!
He reached out and rubbed the tailbone of the waist and complained: My son just didn't know the importance of it, and he just kept doing it, making my mother's butt still hurt!
Red Boy offered me and said: Otherwise, let the child lick the Yumen to apologize for his mother?
The Rakshasa girl had a pretty face, and spat, and pointed at her forehead and said angrily: You are not afraid of being smelly, but I am afraid of being ugly! You are naughty and deliberately slap your mother's back door...
After a while of laughter, the two of them gradually became quiet
I just feel that the mother and son are in harmony, and the atmosphere of family affection in the past has quietly recovered, just like all the loving mothers and young children in the world, they are hugging each other without involving the relationship between men and women.
Red Boy put his cheek on his mother's lower abdomen and wiped it together. He sighed with satisfaction and said: Mother's arms are so warm and comfortable... You are hugging them like you are still in the mother's womb, carefree, calm and peaceful.
The Rakshasa girl was also full of pity at this time. She looked at her young beloved son who was lying on her belly like a kitten, closed her eyes and looked obsessed with her face. While stroking the thigh of yellow and soft fetal hair on his forehead, her heart was full of tenderness of the mother.
This gentle, well-behaved, beautiful and handsome child is his own heart and soul. The flesh that fell off after being pregnant for two hundred years in his belly!
I really did not hold her and fear of falling, but she was afraid of melting her, but she taught her how to not be so crazy about her love?
For his sake, even his own life, let alone other things?
Hearing the nostalgia revealed in his son's words, the Rakshasa girl's heart moved, and her delicate face flushed, and she said softly: Since my son misses her mother's belly, why not go back to her mother's womb to take a look?
Red Boy smiled and stretched out his little hand, touched her pubic pubic through her skirt and panties, and asked: Mother wants it again so quickly? I just got you behind. Since I want the baby to return to the womb, it is because my mother is greedy in front of me...
That's not! My son is so lazy and thinks about that all day long!
The Rakshasa girl hurriedly stopped her son who wanted to lift her skirt and said angrily: The meaning of my mother is to let you go back to my mother's belly, just like my mother was pregnant with you... As she said that, she became embarrassed and shy: Isn't my heart and soul changing in her body? If she becomes smaller, she will crawl back into her uterus from my mother's vagina from my mother's vagina, it should not be difficult to stop!
Returning in the fetus! And returning to the fetus of the biological mother's uterus!
Red Boy was surprised and happy, jumped up with a wheel, and was excited, and even his voice trembled: "Do you... seriously? Mother really allowed me to go back... back home?"
The Rakshasa girl was flushed and said shyly: You are the mother’s flesh and blood! Didn’t she come out of that place back then... How can she not go back?
Having said that, she was still a little shy, covered her cheeks with embarrassment, and said softly: Besides, not only you miss the past, mother... I also often miss the scene when I was pregnant with my baby, and I want to relive the joyful, happy and satisfied mood...
Yes, yes! The child is unpaid for the mother's kindness. Today, I will be born from my mother's womb, so I owe my mother more!
The red boy was overjoyed, and he was rushing off his bellyband, tiger-skin skirt, long-lived lock on his neck, gold rings and other accessories on his wrists and ankles, and took off his nakedness like a newborn baby, so he had to recite the magic spell to change.
Although the Rakshasa girl was full of expectations, she was very embarrassed
But seeing his anxious appearance, he couldn't help laughing and said angrily: I'm so impatient, before my mother took off her pants first, there was no hole for you to drill?
Red Boy grabbed his forehead and smiled with saliva: When the child becomes younger, will my mother put me in your crotch?
The Rakshasa girl gave him a sweet look and said, "Just talk nonsense! My son will grow into a man who stands tall in the future. How can he get into a woman's crotch? Even if he enters the crotch of a mother, it is not appropriate."
He untied his skirt, took off his mid-trousers, took off his lower body naked, and only put a hibiscus scattered flower silk on his feet. He shyly opened his legs, exposed his white belly to his son, the mons pubic pubic hair covered with fine and dark pubic hair, and the mysterious and seductive but extremely holy reproductive device below that had given birth to him.
As the mother's fair and graceful lower body took off from her trousers, the faint fragrance of daughter that Red Boy smelled when she was lying on her belly became richer, mixed with the slight smell of the mature woman's private parts and a faint smell of feces left in the buttocks, mixed into the most erotic and charming aphrodisiac fragrance for a son, which filled the air.
The Rakshasa girl saw her beloved son staring at her open lower body with her shame. Now she is remembering again, her mother's nature makes her shy. She can't help but block her hairy pussy with her hands and makes her angry: My son is not changing quickly, just looking at what it does? Could it be that she still wants her mother to separate the door so that you can get into it?
Red Boy smiled, recited the mantra, and shouted, "Change!" The body suddenly turned into a little man about three inches tall, which was about ten centimeters, standing between his mother's legs.
Haven’t I become a monk with lamp grass?
Red Boy secretly scolded herself for listening to the classic pornographic story told by Xin Yun, who has a good literary attainment, and even asked her mother, Rakshasa girl to remind her that she had learned the seventy-two changes, and she still had this way of playing.
Looking up, I saw that the vagina under my mother's crotch, which I usually think is wonderful and seductive, became taller than others. A bunch of dense hair was hanging from the plump mons pubis that was bulging like a small hill, covering the clitoris and clitoris half-exposed; the two wrinkled dark red and thick labia also grew dark and curly pubic hairs, and the messy halberds were spread out, and several particularly thick hairs were almost as thick as his fingers. Even if they were curled and twisted, they were longer than his hands and feet!
Beside the two thick labia majora, there is a pair of delicate small lips that are also soft and soft, which is slightly twitching because of the owner's nervousness. On the soft and tender flesh like a fresh clam in the middle of the crack, a small sagittal hole is filled with moist water.
Below the crack, a hole that was squeezed into a narrow line by the labia, wriggling and moving, from time to time, blooming into small holes due to the scaling of the vagina, spraying out a wet and hot fishy smell, in fact, since he became smaller, standing in front of his mother's vagina, the fragrance of his daughter, which had previously occupied most of the air, could hardly smell it. During his breath, his nose was filled with the thick odor of the mature woman's crotch and the pungent feces odor floating in his butt eyes.
Red Boy cheered and rushed forward. He first pushed away the lush curly hair with both hands, pushed the mother's clitoris sheath up and back, peeled the red round clitoris, which was almost the size of his head, held it in his hand and kissed it. He then squeezed his tiny body into his mother's crack, turned around, and the soft flesh in the urine hole behind him, and pulled the soft labia minora on both sides over and wrapped it on his body, wrapping it tightly like a quilt, and the whole body was embedded in his mother's crack, revealing only one head, and having a very unhappy time.
The Red Boy used his magical power to shrink, and the Rakshasa girl could not see him. Suddenly she felt her lower body was slim and itchy, and her two small lips were being pulled around. A long object that was constantly moving was embedded in the slit. She immediately supported her upper body, bent down and looked between her legs, and saw that her son was treating her vagina as a place to play. Her whole body was wrapped in two membranes wrapped by the labia minora, and her head was exposed from the side of the clitoris. She rubbed her with her little face and rubbed her to lick the delicate red ball that was huge and round to him, having a lot of fun.
The Rakshasa girl is both angry and funny, and she is also indescribable shy
At this time, the child became so petite, but she was reluctant to give up on her if she wanted to beat her, and she wanted to laugh, and she couldn't help but feel coquettish: You lazy child, you treat your mother's vagina as a playful place! If you don't go in, be careful that your mother will not let you in!
Red Boy hurriedly smiled and begged for mercy. He let go of his mother's two soft lips, squeezed out of her cleft crack, leaned at the entrance of her mother's Taoyuan hole with her little butt sticking out. He stretched out his thick labia on both sides with his small hands, and then he rushed in.
The Rakshasa girl Yīng moaned, watching her son's head arch into her vagina, but she couldn't help but get bumped from the bottom of her heart to the body.
Suddenly, I heard my son screaming loudly in the vagina: Mother, help the child! Your pussy is shrinking too tightly, and the child’s shoulders are stuck and cannot squeeze in!
Bah! What kind of pussy is so ugly!
The Rakshasa girl was very embarrassed and tried her best to spread her legs. She practiced martial arts every day and had excellent ligaments. She easily spread her round legs into a straight word. She then used her hands to spread the door between her legs to both sides, revealing the bright red and moist cracks and soft flesh. She lowered her head and asked: Is it a little looser now?
It was still a little short, just as my mother helped me push it!
I saw that Red Boy had already entered the upper body, leaving only a sticking little butt and legs outside, and two round and short legs, still kicking around.
The Rakshasa girl was interesting and couldn't help but smile, stretched out her finger to hold her son's butt, and pushed it in. The three-inch-long villain slipped and entered the vagina.
Red Boy was in his mother's wet and sticky meat pot, and his naked body was in full contact with the soft mucosa. He was wrapped in slippery mucus. As the mother's vagina wriggles moved, layered pink flesh folds squeezed over from all sides, and massaged him meticulously. He was pinching the immortal technique, and the inner alchemy spirit was continuously supplying the needs of his body. He didn't want to hold his breath, and he just shouted happily: Mother! Before the child got to the place, he felt that he was in the paradise!
The originally crisp childish voice as a bell also became a little buzzing and dull because he was deep in his mother's vagina and under the slippery double-teeth joint.
While screaming happily, he twisted his mother's hole, like a flesh worm, arching and arching, squeezing the tightly closed vagina in front, and moving forward with difficulty
The Rakshasa girl felt that the child crawled into the vaginal wall itched, and the jade hole was numb. The guilt in her heart was intertwined with the carnal pleasure from her body, which made her extremely conflicted.
The sensitive body finally gave joy the upper hand. I couldn't help but use my slender fingers to push away the sheath of the clitoris, pressed the hard beads and rubbed it gently, and hummed: Don't be naughty... I'm so watery from my mother's bottom!
Mother, the child is not naughty! It’s because the mother’s beautiful pussy is too tight and narrow, so the child… it’s hard for the child to move forward for a minute!
Red Boy was in her mother's wet water hole, as if she was in the water, and her ears were rumbling with the sound of blood flowing in her mother's vagina. When she heard her talk, she mostly relied on her vagina to vibrate due to sound waves to hear what she was saying.
Without waiting for her to say, just look at the warm and hot water around her, and the squirming of the ducts became more and more powerful. The folds of flesh from the mountains surged by, making him bump up and down like a roller coaster. The flesh wall squeezed the honey around him, making him mumble...
Where can I not know that my mother is already in love with her?
Red Boy tried hard to clear the folds in front of her flesh, and her body rushed forward, and suddenly she felt a slightly loose gap in her head. A round chirping raised on the bright red flesh wall in front of her, a wet and shiny fat head, and a small eye that shrank tightly in the center, like a baby's pouting mouth, very cute
He used a vaginal gaze to expand Xinyun's vagina in his previous life, carefully viewing the scenery in the woman's vagina, and also used a cotton swab to trick the round, hard and slippery cute things.
At this moment, I saw something familiar, and knew that this was my mother's cervix. The more I looked at it, the more I loved it, I couldn't help but spread my arms and hugged my fat head, and then kissed her.
Rakshasa girl Ouch With a delicate cry, she clearly noticed that her son had reached the bottom of her vagina. She was holding her delicate and sensitive fat head with his slender arms, kissing and licking the hole in the center of the cervix. This unprecedented wonderful taste made her body numb, and she couldn't help but moan: Good boy... Mom's heart and flesh... Mama's life is so happy... Hurry, go inside quickly, and the inner wall of her uterus also needs to eat baby's tongue licking...
Red Boy responded, put his arms together, inserted them into the fat-headed round hole, exerting the strength of breastfeeding, and spread the thick and tight leather ring like a rubber pacifier to both sides, push his head, lower his head and drilled inside.
The Rakshasa girl is again, ah!
With a sound, the flower face changed color, the teeth bit the cherry lips, hissing and sucking the cold air, the slender jade fingers quickly rubbed the pink ciliary core, and the other hand held the breasts on the chest and kneaded them hard, in order to disperse the pain with the joyful stimulation of the body. The fat head hole is the most sensitive and delicate part of the woman. Although she had given birth to a red baby, it was more than two hundred years apart. She was a practitioner again. Her uterus had been closed and tightened, and she was even tighter than those mortal women who had never given birth to them.
Now that my son is suddenly forced to open it, he has to pull the two fingers together and the size of the average person into it...
It was so sore and swelling that it made her feel that the uterus had been torn, and it was really hard to suffer.
Fortunately, this pain is far worse than when I gave birth to my son, and I can still bear it.
Slight sweat beads of oozing from the forehead and nose of the Rakshasa girl. She pinched her nipples and rubbed her clitoris like a piano. She cried sadly and said: Baby, go in quickly... You use brute force to rush in. It is better to have a short pain than a long pain. It is stuck in the middle without going up or down, but it makes my mother kill it...
Red Boy heard his mother's pain and crying from the resonance of the flesh wall. Her chest was pity and anxious. She made her heart feel excited and struggled hard. In addition, he was covered with slippery honey soaked in his mother's vagina, which increased the lubrication effect. After a fierce rush, she finally broke the rubber sconcealed tightly and drilled her shoulders and above her arms into her mother's uterus.
As soon as he entered his upper body, he did not hesitate at the moment. He supported his hands and tightly tied his waist and abdomen. The outside was smooth and soft, and the inside was hard and crisp. He pulled out his lower body, and finally he went in.
Woo... The Rakshasa girl felt her tight and painful cervix relaxed. The squirming baby Ai had already entered the uterus. The extreme pleasure like a tide rushed into her brain, making her faint slightly, her fingers tightened, and she unknowingly put her desperate efforts into her, almost pulling off her nipples.
In pain, it's true again!
With a painful cry, I woke up again
The red boy broke through the cervix, crawled over the narrow cervical canal, and came to the looser and softer bottom of the meat liar that could open up a larger space, pushed the meat wall, and looked around. There was a watery small hole on each of the tough, smooth and smooth pink meat walls on both sides. A narrow meat tube was vaguely visible in the hole.
He knew that this was his mother's fallopian tube, but the Rakshasa girl had no such experience in later generations, and had never done evil and had eaten a person. She should not understand these human structures, so she pretended to be surprised: Hey? There are two holes on the wall of her mother's uterus! I don't know where it leads to?
The Rakshasa girl was lying softly on her back, her mouth was open and she was panting gently, gently caressing her nipples that were swollen and painful when she was pulled, and slowly rubbing the red and swollen clitoris between her crotch that was almost broken by herself with her hands.
Suddenly I heard my son shouting something in his belly, his voice was dull and buzzing, like a muffled thunder in the sky, or like a light hitting a big drum, vague, and I can't hear clearly
Red Boy went deep into her mother's uterus, and there was no air around her. She could only vibrate her belly and could not be transmitted too far. However, she was not as good as her talking outside, and could also be transmitted through the resonance of the chest cavity and throat belt, so that Red Boy could barely distinguish the abdomen.
Therefore, Red Boy can hear her talking, but Red Boy can't understand her talking.
Curious, the Rakshasa girl sat up and asked: What are you talking about? Mom can’t hear it clearly!
Seeing that her mother couldn't hear clearly, Red Boy stopped talking. She stretched out her slender and short arms and inserted them into the Rakshasa female fallopian tube, and then touched her ovaries.
The Rakshasa girl felt a sudden soreness next to her navel, and she felt a little swelling and pain. However, for some reason, she felt a different kind of happiness. In addition, her love was moving around in the uterus, making the flesh under the navel bulge, and the flesh under the navel was full of fullness and sweetness. The twisting meat liar was also thrusting into the sensitive vagina.
She closed her eyes and savored the strange and wonderful stimulation. She felt the slut in her vagina again, and couldn't help but snorted: Where is the baby playing with her mother? Where is that? How... Why is it so weird?...Oh! My son! Don't pinch it so hard! My mother is so sour!
Red Boy listened to her mother's voice, and seemed to make her feel good about her ovaries, which made her very useful. So she simply became bigger, spread her arms, and inserted them into the fallopian tubes on both sides of her mother, and at the same time squeezed the two ovaries hanging under the left and right fallopian tubes of her mother.
The Rakshasa girl was so beautiful that she was so intoxicated that she stretched her legs on her back, her fingers inserted into her hole, her mouth was so heart-wrenching, her baby Lin'er's loud moans, the thick and turbid vaginal fluid was gushing, and her tiny fingers were stirred, and her milky white foam was waving, which made a large sheet wet under her butt
Baby... Baby... Yes... Even there... both sides are going to shake faster! Mom is alive and dead, and I won’t blame you... Kirin! Mom... I’m going to lose it now!
The Rakshasa girl's hair was scattered, her head was shaking, and her face was so red that she was intoxicated. She suddenly thrust her waist and raised her butt off the bed. A water arrow sprayed out from the urine hole and shot far away. The clam mouth that was inserted into her fingers contracted, and also squeezed out a lot of white paste like glutinous rice juice.
Her vagina was severely convulsed due to orgasm, and her uterus was twitching. Red Boy was in her uterus, and her face was squeezed and deformed by the strongly contracted uterus.
He no longer had to stimulate his mother's ovaries strongly, so he pulled his hands back from the fallopian tubes on both sides and gently stroked and rubbed his mother's tough and slipped inner walls of the uterus.
The Rakshasa girl gasped loudly and rested for a long time before adjusting her breathing evenly, recovering some strength, and stroking her lower abdomen lazily, saying: My heart and liver are really lovely. Even in my mother's belly, she can still come up with such a wonderful new trick to play with. She is so happy to kill her mother... She said softly: Okay, I have played with my heart and liver, and I have enjoyed it. I will grow up soon, so that I can taste the taste of my pregnancy before... Now my mother's belly is average, but I can't find the feeling back then!
Red Boy thought that sooner or later she would have sex with her mother in the future, and that the uterine sexual abuse of the uterus is also indispensable in the days of master-slave every four days. Isn’t it a great opportunity to give her expansion and training?
So I learned the posture of a real fetus, curled up my hands and feet and shrank into a ball, silently recited the immortal technique in my heart, and my body gradually became bigger
Hiss... Hiss... Enough is enough... My son will stay! Wait until my mother can slow down!
After all, the Rakshasa female uterus has not moved for more than two hundred years. The uterine smooth muscles are tougher. If you stretch too much in just one stick of incense, you will eventually feel a little painful.
She looked down at her slightly bulging white belly, panting and said with a smile: It seems that it is about the same size as my mother had been pregnant with you for more than a hundred years... Can my son know that when she was pregnant with you, you have been this size for more than 180 years. If it weren't for my mother's own pulse, she almost thought that she had some amenorrhea!
Red Boy knew that even if he spoke, his mother couldn't understand it, so she moved her hands and feet slightly in response.
The Rakshasa girl yelled a few times and said giggling: Baby is kicking my mother's belly again... You used to kick a lot! Sometimes you were moving around in the middle of the night, which made people unable to sleep well!
Although he was complaining, his face was so happy that he smiled, he stroked his belly, and was very happy
The Rakshasa girl rested for a while, and the palace wall was opened, and then she urged her son to become bigger.
This time, he was not allowed to take a break until his lower abdomen was raised high.
I saw her white belly rolling, and the skin on her abdomen became thin and smooth. The green blood vessels under her skin were clearly visible, and her navel was slightly protruding.
The Rakshasa girl was satisfied, and her white and tender tucked her big belly, and said in a nickname: Baby, is my mother's belly still comfortable? Now she looks like this, but it's almost full term! If you get bigger a little later, it's time to ripen your heart and give birth to your heart...
After the Red Boy grew bigger again, the Rakshasa girl's belly was exactly the same as before she was about to give birth.
The Rakshasa girl got up and got out of bed with difficulty, holding her heavy belly with both hands, slowly scattered in the room, with maternal love full of satisfaction and intoxication on her face. While walking, she talked to the child in her belly.
That peaceful and happy attitude seemed to be full of maternal holy brilliance.
The mature woman with a big belly turned around intoxicatedly in the room for a long time with her bare butt. Her excitement could not withstand the heavy burden brought by the burden in her belly. She returned to the couch with some fatigue and sat down. She spread her legs, patted her belly, and said softly: Okay, my son will come out! If she stayed inside for too long before she came out, her belly would have wrinkles. She gave birth to you back then, but the lines on her belly had been kept for several years before she could disappear!
Red Boy was also tired of playing, so she shrank and came out of her cervix.
After just now, I became much more relaxed when I came out this time. I climbed through my mother's hot vagina smoothly, and there was a faint red glow in front of me.
But he didn't come out immediately, lie on his mother's path and shouted: Mother, the child is sticky all over and wants to take a shower!
He had climbed here, and although his voice was still a little dull, he could hear it clearly
You are so petite right now, and it’s enough for your mother to condense a small ball of clear water. Let’s come out first!
The Rakshasa girl looked at the wet beaches on the bed, with a slightly sour and fishy water stain, and naturally knew that her son said that his body was sticky and what was it stained, and she couldn't help but feel a little shy.
But Red Boy was acting coquettishly in her vagina, kicking her legs randomly, rolling around and playing tricks: No! The child needs to wash warm water! He wants to shower!
Fearing that my mother didn’t understand, I simply said clearly: The child needs the warm and fragrant soup he put out of his mother to rinse it!
He made the Rakshasa girl happy again after making her sobbing and couldn't help but make sweet hums.
Although shy, motherly spoiling has the upper hand and he said helplessly: OK, okay! Mother’s little ancestor! Follow you! All follow you!
He covered the hole with his hands, got up and took a shallow tea bowl on the table, put it on the couch, spread his legs and squatted above the tea bowl, and said: OK, baby is out!
With a slap, the three-inch-long little man slipped out of the pink tender meat, covered in thick juice like rice soup, and fell into the tea bowl with a slight slap.
As he escaped from his mother's stomach, a stream of turbid mucus mixed with uterine slippery fluid and flower path honey juice leaked out with a rush, just so that his head and face were covered with paste, and he couldn't even see his eyebrows.
Rakshasa girl, Ah, she actually covered her mouth and giggled
Seeing that my son reached out to wipe off the thick slurry from his eyes, he hurriedly said: Don’t move! My son closes his eyes, don’t peek at me and try to solve his hands for his mother, otherwise I won’t bathe you!
Red Boy agreed with a smile, lowered his hands obediently, and waited with his little face tilted.
The Rakshasa girl blushed with pretty face, her fingers spread out between her hips, and she was squirting with her lower abdomen, brewing, and her urine hole was loosened, and her hissing ejaculated.
The light yellow warm water column is like a waterfall, dripping from the top of my son's head. Threads of heat have the unique smell of mature women, and it steams from the tea bowl.
Red Boy sat cross-legged in the hot spring brewed by her mother, closed her eyes, and poured her face against the hot stream while scrubbing the sticky liquid on her body.
Before his son opened his eyes, the Rakshasa girl was not uncomfortable. The demon twisted her waist and drew a small circle on his head. She controlled the urine to spray it up and down, and washed the whole body of her son. While urinating, she said: Baby, you have to rub it clean... Otherwise, you will change back later, and there will be no such a lot of water for you to wash!
After urinating, the Rakshasa girl quickly sat aside, pulled the brocade quilt to cover her naked body, and looked at her son who was taking a bath in the urine and laughed.
Red Boy wiped her face, stepped out of the tea bowl, looked at her mother and smiled: It's too late for her to cover her! She has just looked at you all inside and out... Don't forget that you gave birth to a baby again just now!
The Rakshasa girl was so embarrassed that she blushed and pouted, and she pointed at her head with her fingers.
Red Boy smiled and mobilized his true energy. The heat in his body steeped, and the urine water on his body was dry after a while.
He clasped the immortal technique and said: Change!
The three-inch-long little man shook in the wind and returned to the clean, clean and tidy child he used to look like, and he threw himself into his mother's arms and laughed: Mother! Since he has given birth, how can he not feed the child?
He reached out and pulled her neck
Oh! Don't... The Rakshasa girl protected her collar tightly and said coquettishly: How long have you been in my mother's belly this time? How can I feed you if I have no breasts!
The child doesn’t care! If you don’t suck, how do you know that your mother is showing up and having milk?
Seeing that Red Boy couldn't pull her mother's collar, she rubbed her delicate pigeon breasts through several layers of clothes, twisting her body and just splashing.
The Rakshasa girl couldn't use this lazy son, but she had no choice but to rude away: Good man, you have been tossing for a long time, and my mother is hungry! Let her go to the kitchen to get some food, use it with you, and then let you suck it, how about it?
The red boy jumped out of bed naked, ran out like a gust of wind, shouted: Mother just rest and let the child go!
Seeing him go out, the Rakshasa girl opened the brocade quilt, found her pants to put on, sat by the bed, gently stroked her belly, and savored the feeling of happiness that had just risen.
Soon, Red Boy came in with a hot food box, hid in her mother's arms, and said coquettishly: Mother, I want you to feed it!
The Rakshasa girl is immersed in the maternal brilliance of rebirth. This request is just right for her wishes. She responded with a smile: OK, baby, lie down and wait for her mother to chew it and feed you
After holding Ai's petite body, he placed it horizontally on his thighs, like a woman breastfeeding posture, holding the back of the red boy's head with one hand, picking up a piece of roasted bacon from the food box with the other hand, putting it into his small mouth, chewing it carefully, chewing it until it is sore, then lowering his head, feeding a mouthful of meat soup mixed with the fragrant saliva into his son's mouth
Red Boy took advantage of the situation to hold the fragrant tongue that her mother sent with the liquid, sucked it in her mouth, and stirred it with her tongue.
The Rakshasa girl was sore after being sucked hard by him. She couldn't help but hum twice, opened her beautiful eyes, and looked at him with a delicate look.
The loving mother vomits and feeds her, and the child returns to her heart!
Red Boy was proud of her. She swallowed the extremely sweet meat soup and couldn't help but tamper with a famous quote. Her little hand climbed onto her mother's chest, stroked her slightly protruding petite breasts, and shouted with a timid look: Mom! The child still needs breastfeeding!
Naughty, I have heard this original poem by Cao Gong in Dongtu! Could it be that if your mother doesn’t vomit and feed you, you won’t love your mother?
The Rakshasa girl shaved his nose and giggled with a cunning and cute voice: Also, my son can only choose one of my mother's tongues and breasts... Does the baby want to eat my mother's tongue? Or eat my mother's nipples?
All children want it!
Red Boy twisted her body and refused to rely on her, and shouted aggrievedly: What you promised just now! The story of Zengzi killing the pig was told to the child by her mother. She taught her to be trustworthy and honest with others. Could it be that her mother herself would still be fooled!
But my mother just asked you to feed her breasts, but she didn't say that she would let you eat her mother's tongue!
Seeing that his son was speechless, his little face was full of depression, he couldn't help but chuckled proudly and said with a smile: OK OK, okay, my mother's kindness, I'm just teasing you! Come on, eat it well!
As he said that, he pulled open one of his clothes, revealing the petite and exquisite B-cup breasts on the left. The black nipples had already quietly raised up, and there were also small particles around the areola. He was just waiting for his son to open his mouth to suck.
Red Boy pounced on it, grabbed the thick black nipples, and started sucking
He drilled into the mouth of his mother's clothes with one hand and touched her right breast; his other hand circled through her waist and placed it behind his mother's waist. He drilled into her pants, slid his fingers against his plump buttocks a few times, and then groped down the buttocks groove.
Wu Wawa Wawa Wawa Wawa hates... I have to touch my mother's breasts everywhere, and I don't concentrate at all... The Rakshasa girl twisted her waist and hips, allowing her son's little hands to penetrate deeper in the buttocks, and she held his head in her chest with a doting pussy. While letting him suck his nipples, she took the nuts and barbecue from the food box, chewed it in her mouth, then bent down and lowered her head, turned her son's face and fed him.
Red Boy bit her mother's thick and hard nipples with her little baby teeth, sucked and licked, and occasionally bit her and pulled her back, pulling her long and thin
Only when my mother leaned over to feed him, she let go for a while, and after swallowing the food, she put her nipples in her mouth and played with them. She was so happy
In a comfortable mood, the meat stick between the legs gradually became enlarged
When the Rakshasa girl saw it, she couldn't help but giggle with her face. She wrapped her son's jade cleft with her slender hands, gently stroked her up and down a few times, then held the base of her penis, used the tender red mushroom head at the top to lift her chest, and pressed her hot rod on her breasts and crushed her hard nipples from time to time.
A beautiful mature woman sat by the couch, holding her young son horizontally, holding her head, feeding him while chewing food and feeding him
This was a warm and holy and warm picture, but the young son surrounded his mother's slender waist with one hand, inserted his palm into her waist, and dug and touched the buttocks, pressed the other hand on her white belly, and pulled and played with the short fingers of several pubic hairs that emerged from the waist of her pants...
The mother also smiled docilely, holding the huge penis under her son's crotch that was not matched by his petite body, while stroking her up and down, while swaying her meat stick to tease her nipples...
The sacred and warm, bright mother breastfeeding scene, and the evil and lewd mother and son masturbate at the same time, forming the most obscene and exciting incest picture in the world!
It took a long time for the mother and son to finish the erotic dinner. The Rakshasa girl's legs were already gurgling with semen by her son, and her crotch was wet. She breathed heavily in her nose. She rubbed her son's jade stem up and down, and gasped in her mouth: Good boy... It's now that it's night! It's... It's time to practice with her mother!
The tip of the red boy's tongue flicked the purple-black grape on his mother's chest that had been swollen by him, and smiled and said: OK! But... the child must first eat some mother's vaginal fluid to have the strength to practice dual cultivation with his mother!
The Rakshasa girl's eyes were as silk as silk, and she said in a coquettish manner: I hate it... I'm not enough to eat my mother's saliva, and I want to eat other people's slutty water again, so I'm so embarrassed...
Although he was annoying, he quietly grabbed his little hand that was playing with his pubic hair under his belly and stuffed it into his crotch.
over
I stood up and looked around and found that Ai Er was not in the new house. Then I slowly remembered the role-playing incident that I had decided with Ai Er yesterday.
Today is the first time I have returned to the mother-son relationship after making a relationship! I must always remember that I was the biological mother of my child.
The Rakshasa girl woke up secretly
However, looking down at his naked body, with traces of love on his snowy buttocks and jade breasts, feeling the delicate and laziness from his heart and body, and then looking at the messy bed that passed by, and smelling the lustful aura of men and women in the room...
I was a little confused yet
Mother! Have you gotten up? Suddenly, Hongboy screamed outdoors, and then saw him sweating heavily, carrying two red tassel guns, and smiling into the room
The Rakshasa girl was stunned and saw her son coming in. She didn't react for a moment. She just smiled and suddenly remembered that today was the day for mother and son, and she was sitting naked on the couch. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed. With an ah scream, she hurriedly grabbed the brocade and blocked her chest, covered her naked body, and shrank her body and said coquettishly: Why is my son so rude, and she couldn't allow her mother to allow her, so she rushed in? My mother is not wearing clothes yet!
Red Boy didn't care and said with a smile: Mother, I am your own baby! My mother's body, when the baby was just born, I had seen it when I turned around!
The Rakshasa girl was so embarrassed that she spat: Jingyao talks nonsense! What did you know at that time? And when you were just born, it took a hundred days to open your eyes!
The red boy laughed, put away the red tassel gun, knelt down in front of the bed, kowtowed three times, and said frankly: I wish my mother good health and no worries!
The Rakshasa girl turned red and she couldn't help but rub her lower abdomen, thinking: This little enemy, yesterday, kept hitting her delicate vagina, and hitting her vagina, and the heart of her uterus still had a slight pain. How can she be considered healthy?
However, the erotic and coquettish act that can easily blurt out on weekdays, but I can't say it now, so I replied: Mom is still in good health, I'll get up... Where did you go early in the morning? Why did you get back sweating all over?
The red boy got up, jumped up, jumped onto the couch, the Rakshasa girl panicked, grabbed the brocade quilt and shrank back, thinking in her heart: If he climbed onto his body, what would he react...
If you are just like you usually do, you will still look like a mother?
Role-playing is going to be dead in name only on the first day; but if you really refuse, what if the child is really upset...
Fortunately, Red Boy sat down on the edge of the couch without exceeding the ceremony. Her little face was innocent and cute, and she smiled and said, "The child is practicing guns in the hall!" The red tassel spear given by the master must be used with the Samadhi True Fire and ignited it into a fire-tip gun. Only then can she be considered to be extremely powerful, but the child's true fire method is not yet proficient. If she does not ignite the gun, she will be so thirsty... Mother, can there be a wine for reincarnation to quench her thirst?
Oh...you...you go out and get some food for your mother under the kitchen. When your mother has put on her clothes, prepare that...that...the wine of reincarnation
Those who are reincarnation wine and Guiyuan soup are all other names for drowning
The Rakshasa girl recalled that she was so shameless in the past, and she actually made a stinging leg and rode on her son's face, and peed directly into his mouth. She felt a shameless thing, and her heart was in chaos. Her beautiful face was as red as a cloth, and she wanted to get into the ground with shame.
But the red boy seemed to have not seen him. He smiled and replied, then got out of bed and went out of the hole, and went to the kitchen to prepare meals.
The Rakshasa girl heard her son walking far away and then breathed a sigh of relief. She jumped off the bed naked and hurriedly found a set of old clothes from the closet to wear, underwear, footwear, mid-trousers, Luoshang, upper bellyband, small clothes, mid-trousers, and trousers. After the marriage, she had never had any more time.
Holding the white porcelain teapot on the table, the Rakshasa girl hid in the screen with a gust of wind, then poked her head out like a guilty person, looked at the dark door for a long time before blushing and unbuttoning her panties, urinating in the pot
After urinating, I turned around and saw the toilet in the screen. My eyes quickly moved away as if it was burned. I immediately recalled yesterday when I was standing by the couch, raised my butt, sprayed a stinky fart on my son's face, and asked him to hold the plate to catch the foul foul thing pulled out of his home...
The Rakshasa girl almost fainted with shame with shame. She staggered for two steps, and she couldn't break the teapot in her hand.
Put the teapot filled with warm urine on the table. The Rakshasa woman covered her face with her hands, but she felt it was as hot as fire, and she was so ashamed and angry that she kept stomping her feet.
I remembered that my son had to come back to drink his own urine in the pot after a while, and he was even more shy, but he no longer had the courage to see him drink it. He ran out like flying, entered the practice room, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the stone platform, pretending to be makeup and breathe in, practicing martial arts.
After a while, Hongboy entered the quiet room with a food box in her hand. The Rakshasa girl narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at him secretly. She saw that her beloved son was holding the food box for a while. Before she could open her eyes, she put down the food box and sat cross-legged near the stone platform, breathing and breathing.
When the Rakshasa girl saw her son close her eyes and worked hard, she really relaxed. Because she didn't know how to face her beloved son, she wanted to practice seriously, but she felt ashamed, sweet, and a heart wrapped in a mess. How could she calm down?
After finally reaching the afternoon, the Rakshasa girl who was unable to enter into meditation suddenly croaked in her belly, but she didn't eat breakfast and was hungry at this time.
When the Red Boy heard the mother's crying in her belly, she immediately woke up from her meditation, let out a light breath, opened the food box and sent it to the stone platform, and said with a smile: Mother, since you have stopped working, please use some food. You have not eaten anything today!
The Rakshasa girl could no longer pretend, so she opened her eyes awkwardly and said with a forced smile: I'm sorry, I'll eat some together.
After lunch, the mother and son had lunch, the Rakshasa girl hid back to the boudoir and lay on the bed to sleep.
Red Boy packed up the food box, followed in, and shouted softly: Mother, the child also wants to take a nap with his mother, can he?
But the Rakshasa girl did not answer, just pretended to be asleep and turned over, facing the stone wall, so she was really a mother, so she had no face to face her beloved son who had had sex every day and night and had sex with her all the time.
Red Boy laughed, jumped onto the couch, and hugged her mother's waist from behind, causing the Rakshasa girl to tremble, and her snow buttocks and jade thighs to become tight.
After Red Boy hugged her mother's waist, she did not move in any particular way. She seemed to be back to the baby son who was a little spoiled but respectful, and she breathed carefully and fell asleep.
The Rakshasa girl used her nap to escape from her love son. She was not sleepy, but she couldn't sleep as soon as her son got stuck on her body.
These days, her body, which has been ripe like a peach, has long been greatly sensitive by the endless romantic methods of her young son.
At this moment, his son was hugged by his waist. Even though he was properly and without movement, he could not stand it for a few moments. His mind was full of love. He became moved soon after, and his delicate body became hot. He became lit up in his vagina. The smooth honey liquid quietly overflowed from his mouth.
The Rakshasa girl was gritting her teeth and enduring it. Suddenly, she felt a hot hard object pressing on her buttocks. It was after the Red Boy was asleep. The huge penis between her crotch erections, and it bounced out of the tiger-skin skirt and pressed onto her mother's buttocks.
This time, the Rakshasa woman was even more difficult to get over. She bit her teeth, winked and tugged at her eyes, and held back her bare hands and was pulled for a long time. She finally couldn't stand it anymore. She looked resentful and pouted and sighed secretly: Forget it! This body is inseparable from this little ancestor! Once she was touched by him, the snow lion turned into water in the fire!
She slowly moved her hand to her abdomen, quietly untied her skirt, and used extremely light and slow movements to pull the skirt down, waiting to pull it to the base of her legs, revealing the round and snowy buttocks like white jade in the backhand, touching the hot and hard thing behind her, flexibly slid jade fingers around the jade stem, gently stroked it a few times, spreading her legs slightly, allowing the sun to enter the gap between her legs, then closing her legs, clamping it in the base of her legs, tightly pressing it with her two pieces of smooth lip skin, moving her waist, rubbing it softly, and backwards, and backwards.
Red Boy suddenly smiled, and his little hands climbed up on her plump buttocks, wandering on her satin-like soft and soft waist and hips, and smiled and said: Mother, what are you doing to your child?
Rakshasa girl YīngNíng said, feeling very embarrassed, but she was reluctant to let go of her legs and let go of her son's cock
He didn't say anything, twisted the water snake's waist, and pushed his fat and round butt back, leaning between his son's waist and abdomen and grinding it. He was in his nose for a while. Ummm, and he hummed and acted coquettishly. The peach stream was wet and hot, and the expectation was obvious.
He is so arrogant! Mother is obviously so arrogant!
Red Boy was very happy. Seeing that the beautiful and charming woman with a beautiful charming look like a slutty look is not only very interesting, but also rare to see, let alone her own mother!
Now that I was reluctant to pick it up, I pretended not to understand, and teased her: Is the mother's butt so that I won't let my child take a nap with you, and I will squeeze her down?
The Rakshasa girl was both ashamed and angry. She suddenly turned over and lay down, blushed, glared at the unfair and behaved in anger, turned over and went back, raised her fragrant buttocks, grabbed her son's penis with her jade hand, and led it into her own crotch, put it in the gap of the wet and hot lip, pulled the jade lily and stuffed it in, and the Qiong's nose shyly: Come in... Come in...
Red Boy smiled and held her waist, raised her penis, but moved it back a few points, pressing it against the buttocks, it was also tight and loose, and it was thrusting on the asshole, and thrusting its butt, and the tender red mushroom head broke through the tight small leather circle and pierced into the tight, tight and tight intestines of my mother.
Ah! Little enemy! I made a hole wrong!
The Rakshasa girl was so beautiful that she screamed. She twisted her upper body and slapped her son's forehead a few times. While panting, she pretended to be angry: You are an unfilial son who raped her mother's butt, you should be beaten...Yīng... This time, it was too deep! You don't feel sorry for your mother at all...Um...Baby is a little casual...Mom, today, she hasn't been relieved yet...Be careful to pound the pickled substance and pound it out...Dirty the bed, but...but it can't be washed! Um...
The mother's little mouth is always greedy, and the child is a little more relaxed, so she may not be able to make her enjoy the whole life!
Red Boy held her mother's fat buttocks, and smiled and said: If the mother is afraid of dirting the bed, the child has a way, just need her mother to do this...
After hearing this, the Rakshasa girl couldn't help but scream, and her jade-like appearance was full of red clouds.
However, since it has been inserted into the back, the anus that was trained by his son a few days ago and became very sensitive was already full of lust. The itching in the front pussy was moved backwards, and the anus was unbearable. It was necessary to fuck hard to be able to be happy. How can you satisfy the slight swaying and slowing down at the moment?
Although he didn't say yes, he got up in a squeak, facing the stone wall, with his pink back squatting on the edge of the couch, and he didn't take off his pants. He only showed his plump buttocks as big as peach, hanging white outside the edge of the bed
But this posture is too embarrassing, straight as if squatting and slapping, and like a bitch, squatting and revealing her vagina and ass.
The Rakshasa girl was so embarrassed that she covered her blushing cheeks, her delicate body felt numb, her legs were weak, and she almost fell to bed.
Red Boy was overjoyed when she saw the beautiful mother really posing in such a seductive and wonderful position.
Although the Rakshasa girl has not shown many shameless appearances in the past few days, she is always lacking in some taste because she is too slutty.
Today, I regained my mother's mentality and did this again. The cute look that was so timid and shy that I was just wanting to refuse but still welcomed was extremely touching.
Red Boy moved an embroidered stud, climbed up, held her mother's plump buttocks with both hands, and grinded her mushroom head against the wriggling petite buttocks, slowly breaking through and penetrating into the
The Rakshasa girl Yīng let out a delicate hum, her delicate body was so beautiful that her center of gravity was unstable. She sat her heavy buttocks in the palm of her son's hand, and made a thin moan like a flute tube, allowing him to hold his fat buttocks up and down, lifting up and down the slut
After a while, Hongboy not only did not realize that there was signs of dryness in her mother's anus, but her lower body was slippery and smooth, and she knew that the thing had come out in her heart.
Sure enough, after pounding for dozens of times, I smelled a faint stench in my nose. There was also a smooth sound like a mud in and out.
He pulled out the meat stick for a while, looked down and smiled: Mother has indeed leaked it! Fortunately, he used this position and all fell outside the bed...
His butt eyes were so wide that his intestines were penetrated by his jade stem for a while. He could no longer hold back the things in his belly and began to leak out. How could the Rakshasa girl have no idea?
Now that my son pointed it out, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed and my ears turned red, and my heart was filled with coquettishness: This naughty child! Is it fun to get my mother's shit? I know it when I know it, but I say it out. I don't care about my daughter's face at all! I'm so embarrassed!
But I was embarrassed and annoyed, but I couldn't say it. The woman covered her face with a hot fire. Mmmmm. She hummed in a slut, came over with her backhand, pinched her pink fist and pounded her son's arm a few times and vented her anger.
Red Boy laughed, and his waist and abdomen were thrusting hard, and the jade slutty was whispering, making the beautiful mother's butt roll, and the golden juice like mud was constantly squeezed out, flowing down his jade stem and egg bag, tickling down in front of the couch
The Rakshasa girl covered her face and bit her teeth tightly, but she was humming and squinting. Her squatting body was shaking by her beloved behind her. She was ashamed and shrunk, and her sense of comfort and pleasure were tangled in her body. She couldn't tell whether it was uncomfortable or pleasant.
Finally, I felt a heat in my stomach, and I heard my son sighing with satisfaction, but I had already ejaculated a thick sperm and sprayed it onto the feces in my intestines.
The red boy slowly retreated from his mother's body. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the Rakshasa woman jumping off the bed, holding her skirt in one hand, covering her dirty buttocks with her pink legs in the other hand, and stumbled to the screen. Then, the sound of crackling sounds mixed with the woman's delicate um. Hum, there may be some relaxing sighs, which is particularly tempting.
Red Boy smiled, lit the Samadhi True Fire, burned the filth on his rod, and burned several small beaches of yellow mud-like paste on the ground in front of the couch to fly ashes
After a few breaths, the sound of the screen gradually stopped, and the sound of clothes rubbing was heard. After a while, the Rakshasa girl blushed, moved her lotus steps lightly, and turned out of the screen. As she walked, her legs were slightly separated, and she seemed to be a little uncomfortable.
She sat on the couch with her cheeks bulging. Seeing her son smirking, she was so angry that she was so angry that she grabbed him, pressed him on her thigh, raised her hand and slapped him on her butt
While beating, he said angrily: You are such an unfilial evil! You must have made a mistake on purpose. Look at my mother's joke, right? Isn't it because my mother consumed another pair of underwear that had not been too many to wipe her butt! Shouldn't she beating!
Although she was angry, she was very light, and she was not even as strong as her son's spanking her a few days ago
Red Boy Ouch, Ouch!
He called out a few times and begged for mercy: Mother, calm down! My child is wronged! It's just that my mother took off her pants to her buttocks, revealing her plump and snowy buttocks as beautiful as the moon. My child was originally aiming at the cave in front, but when he was about to enter, he saw that his mother's jade buttocks were beautiful, and he was so excited that he picked up his words and then he was behind you...
Dare to make excuses!
The Rakshasa girl angrily made another blow. Seeing that her beloved son turned his head and looked sad and pitiful, she couldn't help laughing. She raised her slender fingers and twisted his face, and cursed: I dare to make a fool of myself next time, I will hit you!
The boy dares not!
Red Boy threw herself into her arms with salivation and said with a smile: But my mother felt sorry for the child the most, so she would not really hurt me!
While acting coquettish, his little hands secretly turned down, touching the pink and meat clams in her crotch through her thin skirt and trousers.
Go! You naughty son, you are here to tease your mother again!
The Rakshasa girl angrily patted her son's little hand that was using bad hands between her legs and said angrily: I just had to give up my underwear. If my mother's crotch was soaked again, she wouldn't have so many clothes to replace her!
He reached out and rubbed the tailbone of the waist and complained: My son just didn't know the importance of it, and he just kept doing it, making my mother's butt still hurt!
Red Boy offered me and said: Otherwise, let the child lick the Yumen to apologize for his mother?
The Rakshasa girl had a pretty face, and spat, and pointed at her forehead and said angrily: You are not afraid of being smelly, but I am afraid of being ugly! You are naughty and deliberately slap your mother's back door...
After a while of laughter, the two of them gradually became quiet
I just feel that the mother and son are in harmony, and the atmosphere of family affection in the past has quietly recovered, just like all the loving mothers and young children in the world, they are hugging each other without involving the relationship between men and women.
Red Boy put his cheek on his mother's lower abdomen and wiped it together. He sighed with satisfaction and said: Mother's arms are so warm and comfortable... You are hugging them like you are still in the mother's womb, carefree, calm and peaceful.
The Rakshasa girl was also full of pity at this time. She looked at her young beloved son who was lying on her belly like a kitten, closed her eyes and looked obsessed with her face. While stroking the thigh of yellow and soft fetal hair on his forehead, her heart was full of tenderness of the mother.
This gentle, well-behaved, beautiful and handsome child is his own heart and soul. The flesh that fell off after being pregnant for two hundred years in his belly!
I really did not hold her and fear of falling, but she was afraid of melting her, but she taught her how to not be so crazy about her love?
For his sake, even his own life, let alone other things?
Hearing the nostalgia revealed in his son's words, the Rakshasa girl's heart moved, and her delicate face flushed, and she said softly: Since my son misses her mother's belly, why not go back to her mother's womb to take a look?
Red Boy smiled and stretched out his little hand, touched her pubic pubic through her skirt and panties, and asked: Mother wants it again so quickly? I just got you behind. Since I want the baby to return to the womb, it is because my mother is greedy in front of me...
That's not! My son is so lazy and thinks about that all day long!
The Rakshasa girl hurriedly stopped her son who wanted to lift her skirt and said angrily: The meaning of my mother is to let you go back to my mother's belly, just like my mother was pregnant with you... As she said that, she became embarrassed and shy: Isn't my heart and soul changing in her body? If she becomes smaller, she will crawl back into her uterus from my mother's vagina from my mother's vagina, it should not be difficult to stop!
Returning in the fetus! And returning to the fetus of the biological mother's uterus!
Red Boy was surprised and happy, jumped up with a wheel, and was excited, and even his voice trembled: "Do you... seriously? Mother really allowed me to go back... back home?"
The Rakshasa girl was flushed and said shyly: You are the mother’s flesh and blood! Didn’t she come out of that place back then... How can she not go back?
Having said that, she was still a little shy, covered her cheeks with embarrassment, and said softly: Besides, not only you miss the past, mother... I also often miss the scene when I was pregnant with my baby, and I want to relive the joyful, happy and satisfied mood...
Yes, yes! The child is unpaid for the mother's kindness. Today, I will be born from my mother's womb, so I owe my mother more!
The red boy was overjoyed, and he was rushing off his bellyband, tiger-skin skirt, long-lived lock on his neck, gold rings and other accessories on his wrists and ankles, and took off his nakedness like a newborn baby, so he had to recite the magic spell to change.
Although the Rakshasa girl was full of expectations, she was very embarrassed
But seeing his anxious appearance, he couldn't help laughing and said angrily: I'm so impatient, before my mother took off her pants first, there was no hole for you to drill?
Red Boy grabbed his forehead and smiled with saliva: When the child becomes younger, will my mother put me in your crotch?
The Rakshasa girl gave him a sweet look and said, "Just talk nonsense! My son will grow into a man who stands tall in the future. How can he get into a woman's crotch? Even if he enters the crotch of a mother, it is not appropriate."
He untied his skirt, took off his mid-trousers, took off his lower body naked, and only put a hibiscus scattered flower silk on his feet. He shyly opened his legs, exposed his white belly to his son, the mons pubic pubic hair covered with fine and dark pubic hair, and the mysterious and seductive but extremely holy reproductive device below that had given birth to him.
As the mother's fair and graceful lower body took off from her trousers, the faint fragrance of daughter that Red Boy smelled when she was lying on her belly became richer, mixed with the slight smell of the mature woman's private parts and a faint smell of feces left in the buttocks, mixed into the most erotic and charming aphrodisiac fragrance for a son, which filled the air.
The Rakshasa girl saw her beloved son staring at her open lower body with her shame. Now she is remembering again, her mother's nature makes her shy. She can't help but block her hairy pussy with her hands and makes her angry: My son is not changing quickly, just looking at what it does? Could it be that she still wants her mother to separate the door so that you can get into it?
Red Boy smiled, recited the mantra, and shouted, "Change!" The body suddenly turned into a little man about three inches tall, which was about ten centimeters, standing between his mother's legs.
Haven’t I become a monk with lamp grass?
Red Boy secretly scolded herself for listening to the classic pornographic story told by Xin Yun, who has a good literary attainment, and even asked her mother, Rakshasa girl to remind her that she had learned the seventy-two changes, and she still had this way of playing.
Looking up, I saw that the vagina under my mother's crotch, which I usually think is wonderful and seductive, became taller than others. A bunch of dense hair was hanging from the plump mons pubis that was bulging like a small hill, covering the clitoris and clitoris half-exposed; the two wrinkled dark red and thick labia also grew dark and curly pubic hairs, and the messy halberds were spread out, and several particularly thick hairs were almost as thick as his fingers. Even if they were curled and twisted, they were longer than his hands and feet!
Beside the two thick labia majora, there is a pair of delicate small lips that are also soft and soft, which is slightly twitching because of the owner's nervousness. On the soft and tender flesh like a fresh clam in the middle of the crack, a small sagittal hole is filled with moist water.
Below the crack, a hole that was squeezed into a narrow line by the labia, wriggling and moving, from time to time, blooming into small holes due to the scaling of the vagina, spraying out a wet and hot fishy smell, in fact, since he became smaller, standing in front of his mother's vagina, the fragrance of his daughter, which had previously occupied most of the air, could hardly smell it. During his breath, his nose was filled with the thick odor of the mature woman's crotch and the pungent feces odor floating in his butt eyes.
Red Boy cheered and rushed forward. He first pushed away the lush curly hair with both hands, pushed the mother's clitoris sheath up and back, peeled the red round clitoris, which was almost the size of his head, held it in his hand and kissed it. He then squeezed his tiny body into his mother's crack, turned around, and the soft flesh in the urine hole behind him, and pulled the soft labia minora on both sides over and wrapped it on his body, wrapping it tightly like a quilt, and the whole body was embedded in his mother's crack, revealing only one head, and having a very unhappy time.
The Red Boy used his magical power to shrink, and the Rakshasa girl could not see him. Suddenly she felt her lower body was slim and itchy, and her two small lips were being pulled around. A long object that was constantly moving was embedded in the slit. She immediately supported her upper body, bent down and looked between her legs, and saw that her son was treating her vagina as a place to play. Her whole body was wrapped in two membranes wrapped by the labia minora, and her head was exposed from the side of the clitoris. She rubbed her with her little face and rubbed her to lick the delicate red ball that was huge and round to him, having a lot of fun.
The Rakshasa girl is both angry and funny, and she is also indescribable shy
At this time, the child became so petite, but she was reluctant to give up on her if she wanted to beat her, and she wanted to laugh, and she couldn't help but feel coquettish: You lazy child, you treat your mother's vagina as a playful place! If you don't go in, be careful that your mother will not let you in!
Red Boy hurriedly smiled and begged for mercy. He let go of his mother's two soft lips, squeezed out of her cleft crack, leaned at the entrance of her mother's Taoyuan hole with her little butt sticking out. He stretched out his thick labia on both sides with his small hands, and then he rushed in.
The Rakshasa girl Yīng moaned, watching her son's head arch into her vagina, but she couldn't help but get bumped from the bottom of her heart to the body.
Suddenly, I heard my son screaming loudly in the vagina: Mother, help the child! Your pussy is shrinking too tightly, and the child’s shoulders are stuck and cannot squeeze in!
Bah! What kind of pussy is so ugly!
The Rakshasa girl was very embarrassed and tried her best to spread her legs. She practiced martial arts every day and had excellent ligaments. She easily spread her round legs into a straight word. She then used her hands to spread the door between her legs to both sides, revealing the bright red and moist cracks and soft flesh. She lowered her head and asked: Is it a little looser now?
It was still a little short, just as my mother helped me push it!
I saw that Red Boy had already entered the upper body, leaving only a sticking little butt and legs outside, and two round and short legs, still kicking around.
The Rakshasa girl was interesting and couldn't help but smile, stretched out her finger to hold her son's butt, and pushed it in. The three-inch-long villain slipped and entered the vagina.
Red Boy was in his mother's wet and sticky meat pot, and his naked body was in full contact with the soft mucosa. He was wrapped in slippery mucus. As the mother's vagina wriggles moved, layered pink flesh folds squeezed over from all sides, and massaged him meticulously. He was pinching the immortal technique, and the inner alchemy spirit was continuously supplying the needs of his body. He didn't want to hold his breath, and he just shouted happily: Mother! Before the child got to the place, he felt that he was in the paradise!
The originally crisp childish voice as a bell also became a little buzzing and dull because he was deep in his mother's vagina and under the slippery double-teeth joint.
While screaming happily, he twisted his mother's hole, like a flesh worm, arching and arching, squeezing the tightly closed vagina in front, and moving forward with difficulty
The Rakshasa girl felt that the child crawled into the vaginal wall itched, and the jade hole was numb. The guilt in her heart was intertwined with the carnal pleasure from her body, which made her extremely conflicted.
The sensitive body finally gave joy the upper hand. I couldn't help but use my slender fingers to push away the sheath of the clitoris, pressed the hard beads and rubbed it gently, and hummed: Don't be naughty... I'm so watery from my mother's bottom!
Mother, the child is not naughty! It’s because the mother’s beautiful pussy is too tight and narrow, so the child… it’s hard for the child to move forward for a minute!
Red Boy was in her mother's wet water hole, as if she was in the water, and her ears were rumbling with the sound of blood flowing in her mother's vagina. When she heard her talk, she mostly relied on her vagina to vibrate due to sound waves to hear what she was saying.
Without waiting for her to say, just look at the warm and hot water around her, and the squirming of the ducts became more and more powerful. The folds of flesh from the mountains surged by, making him bump up and down like a roller coaster. The flesh wall squeezed the honey around him, making him mumble...
Where can I not know that my mother is already in love with her?
Red Boy tried hard to clear the folds in front of her flesh, and her body rushed forward, and suddenly she felt a slightly loose gap in her head. A round chirping raised on the bright red flesh wall in front of her, a wet and shiny fat head, and a small eye that shrank tightly in the center, like a baby's pouting mouth, very cute
He used a vaginal gaze to expand Xinyun's vagina in his previous life, carefully viewing the scenery in the woman's vagina, and also used a cotton swab to trick the round, hard and slippery cute things.
At this moment, I saw something familiar, and knew that this was my mother's cervix. The more I looked at it, the more I loved it, I couldn't help but spread my arms and hugged my fat head, and then kissed her.
Rakshasa girl Ouch With a delicate cry, she clearly noticed that her son had reached the bottom of her vagina. She was holding her delicate and sensitive fat head with his slender arms, kissing and licking the hole in the center of the cervix. This unprecedented wonderful taste made her body numb, and she couldn't help but moan: Good boy... Mom's heart and flesh... Mama's life is so happy... Hurry, go inside quickly, and the inner wall of her uterus also needs to eat baby's tongue licking...
Red Boy responded, put his arms together, inserted them into the fat-headed round hole, exerting the strength of breastfeeding, and spread the thick and tight leather ring like a rubber pacifier to both sides, push his head, lower his head and drilled inside.
The Rakshasa girl is again, ah!
With a sound, the flower face changed color, the teeth bit the cherry lips, hissing and sucking the cold air, the slender jade fingers quickly rubbed the pink ciliary core, and the other hand held the breasts on the chest and kneaded them hard, in order to disperse the pain with the joyful stimulation of the body. The fat head hole is the most sensitive and delicate part of the woman. Although she had given birth to a red baby, it was more than two hundred years apart. She was a practitioner again. Her uterus had been closed and tightened, and she was even tighter than those mortal women who had never given birth to them.
Now that my son is suddenly forced to open it, he has to pull the two fingers together and the size of the average person into it...
It was so sore and swelling that it made her feel that the uterus had been torn, and it was really hard to suffer.
Fortunately, this pain is far worse than when I gave birth to my son, and I can still bear it.
Slight sweat beads of oozing from the forehead and nose of the Rakshasa girl. She pinched her nipples and rubbed her clitoris like a piano. She cried sadly and said: Baby, go in quickly... You use brute force to rush in. It is better to have a short pain than a long pain. It is stuck in the middle without going up or down, but it makes my mother kill it...
Red Boy heard his mother's pain and crying from the resonance of the flesh wall. Her chest was pity and anxious. She made her heart feel excited and struggled hard. In addition, he was covered with slippery honey soaked in his mother's vagina, which increased the lubrication effect. After a fierce rush, she finally broke the rubber sconcealed tightly and drilled her shoulders and above her arms into her mother's uterus.
As soon as he entered his upper body, he did not hesitate at the moment. He supported his hands and tightly tied his waist and abdomen. The outside was smooth and soft, and the inside was hard and crisp. He pulled out his lower body, and finally he went in.
Woo... The Rakshasa girl felt her tight and painful cervix relaxed. The squirming baby Ai had already entered the uterus. The extreme pleasure like a tide rushed into her brain, making her faint slightly, her fingers tightened, and she unknowingly put her desperate efforts into her, almost pulling off her nipples.
In pain, it's true again!
With a painful cry, I woke up again
The red boy broke through the cervix, crawled over the narrow cervical canal, and came to the looser and softer bottom of the meat liar that could open up a larger space, pushed the meat wall, and looked around. There was a watery small hole on each of the tough, smooth and smooth pink meat walls on both sides. A narrow meat tube was vaguely visible in the hole.
He knew that this was his mother's fallopian tube, but the Rakshasa girl had no such experience in later generations, and had never done evil and had eaten a person. She should not understand these human structures, so she pretended to be surprised: Hey? There are two holes on the wall of her mother's uterus! I don't know where it leads to?
The Rakshasa girl was lying softly on her back, her mouth was open and she was panting gently, gently caressing her nipples that were swollen and painful when she was pulled, and slowly rubbing the red and swollen clitoris between her crotch that was almost broken by herself with her hands.
Suddenly I heard my son shouting something in his belly, his voice was dull and buzzing, like a muffled thunder in the sky, or like a light hitting a big drum, vague, and I can't hear clearly
Red Boy went deep into her mother's uterus, and there was no air around her. She could only vibrate her belly and could not be transmitted too far. However, she was not as good as her talking outside, and could also be transmitted through the resonance of the chest cavity and throat belt, so that Red Boy could barely distinguish the abdomen.
Therefore, Red Boy can hear her talking, but Red Boy can't understand her talking.
Curious, the Rakshasa girl sat up and asked: What are you talking about? Mom can’t hear it clearly!
Seeing that her mother couldn't hear clearly, Red Boy stopped talking. She stretched out her slender and short arms and inserted them into the Rakshasa female fallopian tube, and then touched her ovaries.
The Rakshasa girl felt a sudden soreness next to her navel, and she felt a little swelling and pain. However, for some reason, she felt a different kind of happiness. In addition, her love was moving around in the uterus, making the flesh under the navel bulge, and the flesh under the navel was full of fullness and sweetness. The twisting meat liar was also thrusting into the sensitive vagina.
She closed her eyes and savored the strange and wonderful stimulation. She felt the slut in her vagina again, and couldn't help but snorted: Where is the baby playing with her mother? Where is that? How... Why is it so weird?...Oh! My son! Don't pinch it so hard! My mother is so sour!
Red Boy listened to her mother's voice, and seemed to make her feel good about her ovaries, which made her very useful. So she simply became bigger, spread her arms, and inserted them into the fallopian tubes on both sides of her mother, and at the same time squeezed the two ovaries hanging under the left and right fallopian tubes of her mother.
The Rakshasa girl was so beautiful that she was so intoxicated that she stretched her legs on her back, her fingers inserted into her hole, her mouth was so heart-wrenching, her baby Lin'er's loud moans, the thick and turbid vaginal fluid was gushing, and her tiny fingers were stirred, and her milky white foam was waving, which made a large sheet wet under her butt
Baby... Baby... Yes... Even there... both sides are going to shake faster! Mom is alive and dead, and I won’t blame you... Kirin! Mom... I’m going to lose it now!
The Rakshasa girl's hair was scattered, her head was shaking, and her face was so red that she was intoxicated. She suddenly thrust her waist and raised her butt off the bed. A water arrow sprayed out from the urine hole and shot far away. The clam mouth that was inserted into her fingers contracted, and also squeezed out a lot of white paste like glutinous rice juice.
Her vagina was severely convulsed due to orgasm, and her uterus was twitching. Red Boy was in her uterus, and her face was squeezed and deformed by the strongly contracted uterus.
He no longer had to stimulate his mother's ovaries strongly, so he pulled his hands back from the fallopian tubes on both sides and gently stroked and rubbed his mother's tough and slipped inner walls of the uterus.
The Rakshasa girl gasped loudly and rested for a long time before adjusting her breathing evenly, recovering some strength, and stroking her lower abdomen lazily, saying: My heart and liver are really lovely. Even in my mother's belly, she can still come up with such a wonderful new trick to play with. She is so happy to kill her mother... She said softly: Okay, I have played with my heart and liver, and I have enjoyed it. I will grow up soon, so that I can taste the taste of my pregnancy before... Now my mother's belly is average, but I can't find the feeling back then!
Red Boy thought that sooner or later she would have sex with her mother in the future, and that the uterine sexual abuse of the uterus is also indispensable in the days of master-slave every four days. Isn’t it a great opportunity to give her expansion and training?
So I learned the posture of a real fetus, curled up my hands and feet and shrank into a ball, silently recited the immortal technique in my heart, and my body gradually became bigger
Hiss... Hiss... Enough is enough... My son will stay! Wait until my mother can slow down!
After all, the Rakshasa female uterus has not moved for more than two hundred years. The uterine smooth muscles are tougher. If you stretch too much in just one stick of incense, you will eventually feel a little painful.
She looked down at her slightly bulging white belly, panting and said with a smile: It seems that it is about the same size as my mother had been pregnant with you for more than a hundred years... Can my son know that when she was pregnant with you, you have been this size for more than 180 years. If it weren't for my mother's own pulse, she almost thought that she had some amenorrhea!
Red Boy knew that even if he spoke, his mother couldn't understand it, so she moved her hands and feet slightly in response.
The Rakshasa girl yelled a few times and said giggling: Baby is kicking my mother's belly again... You used to kick a lot! Sometimes you were moving around in the middle of the night, which made people unable to sleep well!
Although he was complaining, his face was so happy that he smiled, he stroked his belly, and was very happy
The Rakshasa girl rested for a while, and the palace wall was opened, and then she urged her son to become bigger.
This time, he was not allowed to take a break until his lower abdomen was raised high.
I saw her white belly rolling, and the skin on her abdomen became thin and smooth. The green blood vessels under her skin were clearly visible, and her navel was slightly protruding.
The Rakshasa girl was satisfied, and her white and tender tucked her big belly, and said in a nickname: Baby, is my mother's belly still comfortable? Now she looks like this, but it's almost full term! If you get bigger a little later, it's time to ripen your heart and give birth to your heart...
After the Red Boy grew bigger again, the Rakshasa girl's belly was exactly the same as before she was about to give birth.
The Rakshasa girl got up and got out of bed with difficulty, holding her heavy belly with both hands, slowly scattered in the room, with maternal love full of satisfaction and intoxication on her face. While walking, she talked to the child in her belly.
That peaceful and happy attitude seemed to be full of maternal holy brilliance.
The mature woman with a big belly turned around intoxicatedly in the room for a long time with her bare butt. Her excitement could not withstand the heavy burden brought by the burden in her belly. She returned to the couch with some fatigue and sat down. She spread her legs, patted her belly, and said softly: Okay, my son will come out! If she stayed inside for too long before she came out, her belly would have wrinkles. She gave birth to you back then, but the lines on her belly had been kept for several years before she could disappear!
Red Boy was also tired of playing, so she shrank and came out of her cervix.
After just now, I became much more relaxed when I came out this time. I climbed through my mother's hot vagina smoothly, and there was a faint red glow in front of me.
But he didn't come out immediately, lie on his mother's path and shouted: Mother, the child is sticky all over and wants to take a shower!
He had climbed here, and although his voice was still a little dull, he could hear it clearly
You are so petite right now, and it’s enough for your mother to condense a small ball of clear water. Let’s come out first!
The Rakshasa girl looked at the wet beaches on the bed, with a slightly sour and fishy water stain, and naturally knew that her son said that his body was sticky and what was it stained, and she couldn't help but feel a little shy.
But Red Boy was acting coquettishly in her vagina, kicking her legs randomly, rolling around and playing tricks: No! The child needs to wash warm water! He wants to shower!
Fearing that my mother didn’t understand, I simply said clearly: The child needs the warm and fragrant soup he put out of his mother to rinse it!
He made the Rakshasa girl happy again after making her sobbing and couldn't help but make sweet hums.
Although shy, motherly spoiling has the upper hand and he said helplessly: OK, okay! Mother’s little ancestor! Follow you! All follow you!
He covered the hole with his hands, got up and took a shallow tea bowl on the table, put it on the couch, spread his legs and squatted above the tea bowl, and said: OK, baby is out!
With a slap, the three-inch-long little man slipped out of the pink tender meat, covered in thick juice like rice soup, and fell into the tea bowl with a slight slap.
As he escaped from his mother's stomach, a stream of turbid mucus mixed with uterine slippery fluid and flower path honey juice leaked out with a rush, just so that his head and face were covered with paste, and he couldn't even see his eyebrows.
Rakshasa girl, Ah, she actually covered her mouth and giggled
Seeing that my son reached out to wipe off the thick slurry from his eyes, he hurriedly said: Don’t move! My son closes his eyes, don’t peek at me and try to solve his hands for his mother, otherwise I won’t bathe you!
Red Boy agreed with a smile, lowered his hands obediently, and waited with his little face tilted.
The Rakshasa girl blushed with pretty face, her fingers spread out between her hips, and she was squirting with her lower abdomen, brewing, and her urine hole was loosened, and her hissing ejaculated.
The light yellow warm water column is like a waterfall, dripping from the top of my son's head. Threads of heat have the unique smell of mature women, and it steams from the tea bowl.
Red Boy sat cross-legged in the hot spring brewed by her mother, closed her eyes, and poured her face against the hot stream while scrubbing the sticky liquid on her body.
Before his son opened his eyes, the Rakshasa girl was not uncomfortable. The demon twisted her waist and drew a small circle on his head. She controlled the urine to spray it up and down, and washed the whole body of her son. While urinating, she said: Baby, you have to rub it clean... Otherwise, you will change back later, and there will be no such a lot of water for you to wash!
After urinating, the Rakshasa girl quickly sat aside, pulled the brocade quilt to cover her naked body, and looked at her son who was taking a bath in the urine and laughed.
Red Boy wiped her face, stepped out of the tea bowl, looked at her mother and smiled: It's too late for her to cover her! She has just looked at you all inside and out... Don't forget that you gave birth to a baby again just now!
The Rakshasa girl was so embarrassed that she blushed and pouted, and she pointed at her head with her fingers.
Red Boy smiled and mobilized his true energy. The heat in his body steeped, and the urine water on his body was dry after a while.
He clasped the immortal technique and said: Change!
The three-inch-long little man shook in the wind and returned to the clean, clean and tidy child he used to look like, and he threw himself into his mother's arms and laughed: Mother! Since he has given birth, how can he not feed the child?
He reached out and pulled her neck
Oh! Don't... The Rakshasa girl protected her collar tightly and said coquettishly: How long have you been in my mother's belly this time? How can I feed you if I have no breasts!
The child doesn’t care! If you don’t suck, how do you know that your mother is showing up and having milk?
Seeing that Red Boy couldn't pull her mother's collar, she rubbed her delicate pigeon breasts through several layers of clothes, twisting her body and just splashing.
The Rakshasa girl couldn't use this lazy son, but she had no choice but to rude away: Good man, you have been tossing for a long time, and my mother is hungry! Let her go to the kitchen to get some food, use it with you, and then let you suck it, how about it?
The red boy jumped out of bed naked, ran out like a gust of wind, shouted: Mother just rest and let the child go!
Seeing him go out, the Rakshasa girl opened the brocade quilt, found her pants to put on, sat by the bed, gently stroked her belly, and savored the feeling of happiness that had just risen.
Soon, Red Boy came in with a hot food box, hid in her mother's arms, and said coquettishly: Mother, I want you to feed it!
The Rakshasa girl is immersed in the maternal brilliance of rebirth. This request is just right for her wishes. She responded with a smile: OK, baby, lie down and wait for her mother to chew it and feed you
After holding Ai's petite body, he placed it horizontally on his thighs, like a woman breastfeeding posture, holding the back of the red boy's head with one hand, picking up a piece of roasted bacon from the food box with the other hand, putting it into his small mouth, chewing it carefully, chewing it until it is sore, then lowering his head, feeding a mouthful of meat soup mixed with the fragrant saliva into his son's mouth
Red Boy took advantage of the situation to hold the fragrant tongue that her mother sent with the liquid, sucked it in her mouth, and stirred it with her tongue.
The Rakshasa girl was sore after being sucked hard by him. She couldn't help but hum twice, opened her beautiful eyes, and looked at him with a delicate look.
The loving mother vomits and feeds her, and the child returns to her heart!
Red Boy was proud of her. She swallowed the extremely sweet meat soup and couldn't help but tamper with a famous quote. Her little hand climbed onto her mother's chest, stroked her slightly protruding petite breasts, and shouted with a timid look: Mom! The child still needs breastfeeding!
Naughty, I have heard this original poem by Cao Gong in Dongtu! Could it be that if your mother doesn’t vomit and feed you, you won’t love your mother?
The Rakshasa girl shaved his nose and giggled with a cunning and cute voice: Also, my son can only choose one of my mother's tongues and breasts... Does the baby want to eat my mother's tongue? Or eat my mother's nipples?
All children want it!
Red Boy twisted her body and refused to rely on her, and shouted aggrievedly: What you promised just now! The story of Zengzi killing the pig was told to the child by her mother. She taught her to be trustworthy and honest with others. Could it be that her mother herself would still be fooled!
But my mother just asked you to feed her breasts, but she didn't say that she would let you eat her mother's tongue!
Seeing that his son was speechless, his little face was full of depression, he couldn't help but chuckled proudly and said with a smile: OK OK, okay, my mother's kindness, I'm just teasing you! Come on, eat it well!
As he said that, he pulled open one of his clothes, revealing the petite and exquisite B-cup breasts on the left. The black nipples had already quietly raised up, and there were also small particles around the areola. He was just waiting for his son to open his mouth to suck.
Red Boy pounced on it, grabbed the thick black nipples, and started sucking
He drilled into the mouth of his mother's clothes with one hand and touched her right breast; his other hand circled through her waist and placed it behind his mother's waist. He drilled into her pants, slid his fingers against his plump buttocks a few times, and then groped down the buttocks groove.
Wu Wawa Wawa Wawa Wawa hates... I have to touch my mother's breasts everywhere, and I don't concentrate at all... The Rakshasa girl twisted her waist and hips, allowing her son's little hands to penetrate deeper in the buttocks, and she held his head in her chest with a doting pussy. While letting him suck his nipples, she took the nuts and barbecue from the food box, chewed it in her mouth, then bent down and lowered her head, turned her son's face and fed him.
Red Boy bit her mother's thick and hard nipples with her little baby teeth, sucked and licked, and occasionally bit her and pulled her back, pulling her long and thin
Only when my mother leaned over to feed him, she let go for a while, and after swallowing the food, she put her nipples in her mouth and played with them. She was so happy
In a comfortable mood, the meat stick between the legs gradually became enlarged
When the Rakshasa girl saw it, she couldn't help but giggle with her face. She wrapped her son's jade cleft with her slender hands, gently stroked her up and down a few times, then held the base of her penis, used the tender red mushroom head at the top to lift her chest, and pressed her hot rod on her breasts and crushed her hard nipples from time to time.
A beautiful mature woman sat by the couch, holding her young son horizontally, holding her head, feeding him while chewing food and feeding him
This was a warm and holy and warm picture, but the young son surrounded his mother's slender waist with one hand, inserted his palm into her waist, and dug and touched the buttocks, pressed the other hand on her white belly, and pulled and played with the short fingers of several pubic hairs that emerged from the waist of her pants...
The mother also smiled docilely, holding the huge penis under her son's crotch that was not matched by his petite body, while stroking her up and down, while swaying her meat stick to tease her nipples...
The sacred and warm, bright mother breastfeeding scene, and the evil and lewd mother and son masturbate at the same time, forming the most obscene and exciting incest picture in the world!
It took a long time for the mother and son to finish the erotic dinner. The Rakshasa girl's legs were already gurgling with semen by her son, and her crotch was wet. She breathed heavily in her nose. She rubbed her son's jade stem up and down, and gasped in her mouth: Good boy... It's now that it's night! It's... It's time to practice with her mother!
The tip of the red boy's tongue flicked the purple-black grape on his mother's chest that had been swollen by him, and smiled and said: OK! But... the child must first eat some mother's vaginal fluid to have the strength to practice dual cultivation with his mother!
The Rakshasa girl's eyes were as silk as silk, and she said in a coquettish manner: I hate it... I'm not enough to eat my mother's saliva, and I want to eat other people's slutty water again, so I'm so embarrassed...
Although he was annoying, he quietly grabbed his little hand that was playing with his pubic hair under his belly and stuffed it into his crotch.
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