Fucked by my nephew (family incest adult novel)

I had sex with my nephew. My nephew is 26 years younger than me. Could it be that I have a latent son complex? But I

I am quite distant from my son, and my son is not close to me either. Is this why I particularly like young guys?

Do I owe my son too much?

Maybe I use my nephew to make it up to my son? Pay off debt?

My nephew is 22 years old and he is my biological nephew.

Our two families live far from each other and don't visit each other often. We visit each other during festivals, send a box of snacks, and drink a cup of tea.

that's all. Every year my brother sends me a bag of rice, thinking that it is not easy for a woman like me to live and that it is hard to buy rice.

Thank him. In fact, I have been divorced for 17 years, and I have to do everything by myself, from buying cabbage to changing light bulbs.

On New Year's Day this year, their whole family suddenly came to my place, bringing many apples, oranges, and six flat fish.

It costs more than 50 yuan per pound. I never buy it. At most, I bend over and take a close look at it at the seafood counter in the supermarket.

Eye observation. Now I look at my nephew from head to toe, and I can't believe that the little kid from a few years ago has now grown into a

You are an adult now. He grew up, became taller, had broad shoulders and looked handsome. My brother and sister-in-law told me that my nephew

The English intensive class is close to me, just a five-minute walk away, but it’s too far from their home. How about they stay at my place?

I said let's stay, it would be better if you all come and stay. They left behind a bag of apples, a bag of oranges, and six

A flat fish, half a piece. The flatfish exudes a fishy smell, and the fishy smell fills every cubic centimeter.

The child is growing up really well now. At his age, I have nothing. Look at the children nowadays. They may eat

There are too many residual pesticide hormones such as methylmercury in it, which makes it so strong and tall.

For seventeen years, I was alone. There is only one bed in the house, a double bed, which was bought after the divorce. Old bed depreciation sale

Too many sad stories. When I first bought this double bed, I was afraid of gossip. Later, I realized that I should

Who? How many people come to visit me throughout the year? What if I find the right one? Bring it back

Squeeze into a small narrow bed? No matter who is suffering, you cannot make yourself suffer; no matter who is poor, you cannot be poor in education.

Before it got dark, he asked, "Aunt, where should I sleep?" I said I would sleep on the bed. Just sleep anywhere with me. he

He looked at me and the bed with a weird look in his eyes. I also started playing drums. He will always be a child in my eyes, but now he has

He is a head taller than me.

Is he a big man? No, the children must also be considered. Who is this person standing in front of me? Playing dumb

A pale-faced scholar? Or a sexually mature young animal?

I am an ordinary person, living in a single apartment like this, which is 44 square meters. At 14, I had a beautiful dream.

I am good-looking, and of course I am even more beautiful, graceful, charming and affectionate in my dreams. Men can't walk when they see me.

Son. At the age of 24, I had ambitious goals because I was young. Who hasn’t been young? At 34, I still refuse to accept it.

Don't believe in evil, just compete. At the age of 44, I accepted my fate. In fact, I have always been very clear that I know my destiny should not

This is how my life is. My man is seduced by a little witch, my son doesn't live with me, and my bankbook is empty.

I usually don't spend that little bit of money. I'm exhausted from work every day. My appearance is unreliable and I dare not look in the mirror. Leave

I found a few after that, but none of them were satisfactory. Feeling discouraged. This is how my life is. Now my nephew has come in.

Door, I just had a flash of inspiration, and immediately laughed at myself: I am already an old woman and still self-indulgent, and besides,

This is a blood relationship, broken bones are connected to the tendons. What are you doing? Fragmented sleep.

It was completely dark and I was very sleepy. The next day I had to go to work and he had to go to school. I told him to wash first, he told me to wash first

wash. Just wash it. I took off my sweater, went into the bathroom, took off my pullover and hung it on the hook, then looked back at the door. one

For seventeen years, he lived quietly without closing the door even when taking a shower or peeing. There was no need to do so. Who would he lock the door for? Available

It was different. A man was lingering outside my bathroom door, looking like he had eight pounds of shit to hold.

As an aunt, it is inappropriate for me to not close the door when taking a bath; if I close it, it will make people distant. Who am I guarding against? Make it clear

Beware of him. Is he that scary?

It was fine at first, but I opened the door, which was like a hint to him: There is a woman here, remember this,

You are a man. There was nothing originally, but it was strengthened and dust formed.

After I took off my pants and was naked, I really didn't have the courage to leave the bathroom door open. I try not to make any noise

Pull the door halfway.

Turn on the shower head and spray with warm water. Why are my nipples so sensitive and hard today? Outside, my eldest nephew has

He is taller and stronger than my ex-husband. I have always liked tall and strong men, with broad shoulders and a big

There is only one bed here, and you sent my nephew here. Are you really naive? Or is it a test for me? Still keep it to me

A gift pack to kill the itch?

The more I think about it, the harder my nipples become. The more I think about it, the more sore my lower body feels. I wish I could just stick my fingers in there and clear it up. Bear it, bear it, I

I still held back. After all, the bathroom door was not closed tightly. Most of my thoughts were fixed on the door, hanging outside it. I am early

I've made up my mind that as long as he comes in and says he wants to pee, I will, I will, I will grab him and make him pee inside me.

The thought made my cheeks turn red. How could I be so lustful as to have such impure thoughts about my eldest nephew?

Just like that, my heart was pounding, he didn't come in and I didn't finish my shower. He's probably having a harder time than me.

My animal instinct took over, ordering my fingers to move to the clit and massage it gently. Pleasure is geometric

Explosion increasing. The clitoris is swollen, full and engorged with blood, and looks like a pistachio. My beans have never swelled to this extent.

Spend. Am I really that sexy? After rubbing it for less than twenty times, I could no longer hear the sound of water.

Two more rubs and I'll be done. I am familiar with my body. Over the years, there is always a fixed time to relieve stress every month.

carve. No one knows the rhythm I want, the frequency I like, the part I prefer, and the timing better than me.

But I didn't do it these two times. Who should I keep it for? Give it to him? There was no time to investigate further, so I turned off the water.

After drying herself, she came out wrapped in a bathrobe, her face pink and panting.

The TV was on and there was no one in the living room. I walked into the bedroom barefoot wrapped in a bathrobe, and it was still empty. Enter the kitchen

The room is also empty. It's weird. What's going on? Suddenly the curtain moved, and a person flashed out, his face flushed. It was me.

nephew. I remembered that the balcony connected to the bathroom window. He saw me taking a shower just now. I was about to explode when he

He jumped over and hugged me, his arms clamped all my flesh, strong and powerful. Before I could get away, his mouth was

He kissed me on the mouth, and all the words I shouted were sucked into his lungs.

I always smell the fishy smell of flatfish coming from him, a hard, very fishy smell. I am naturally sensitive to smells

I feel that I have become accustomed to living alone over the years, and I have become stubborn and intolerant. I pushed him hard, but he didn't

Relax. I stomped on his feet as hard as I could, but he wouldn't let me go. I pushed him again, and suddenly I felt my pussy being held by him.

All the strength in my body was drained away at once.

His fingers kept rubbing my lower body, and I was stunned at the time. My psychological defenses are weak to begin with.

Once I did that, I was back to zero. My psychological defenses collapsed. I surrendered and opened up. I haven't enjoyed myself for a long time.

The pleasure. I am impulsive.

I went too far. I know every game has rules, I broke the rules, but I feel so comfortable at the moment,

It's so comfortable, I don't want to stop.

My oldest nephew is raping me, but I don't have the strength to fight back against him. I really have no strength. After taking a shower, I feel light all over.

Piao Piao, the arousal hole was clamped again, and she was fantasizing about being violated, so after the scene was over, her body immediately

Soft, softer than cotton, she hugged his thick neck, half-opened her eyes, and waited expectantly for the next attack.

At this moment, his eyes were calm and composed, and his techniques were extremely precise, hitting the woman's center with every move. This makes me

Shocked: Did I meet a veteran?

Look at him, so immature, how can he be a veteran? The upper lip mustache is soft, tapering to a light brown color.

He probably hasn't shaved his head yet; he speaks in a bia-bia voice and his voice is hoarse. How many girls can he have slept with? But now he is biased

It makes me feel like I'm dying. I felt hot all over, especially at the back of my head. I have given all the rituals and doctrines to my disciples.

Rules, filial piety, chastity, all Shift+Delete...

I concentrated on enjoying his tongue and his fingers. Man's tongue. Man's fingers. In less than ten seconds, I sent

Now I was sticking my back up like crazy and crying. I didn’t cry for my life, nor for my suffering. Purely

A physiological reaction. It’s too strong. I can’t stand it. I can’t adapt to it.

It's too late. How about earlier? Also, why did it have to be him! What shall we do next?

Just as I was coming to my senses from the exhaustion caused by his fingering, I suddenly felt my vagina being opened, revealing a large,

Something hot, thick, and hard pushed in. Something hard was inserted into my body. I am already this age.

Of course I knew what happened, but I quickly closed my eyes and imitated an ostrich. I didn't dare open my eyes. In the darkness,

I knew my face was being held in my hands, the hands were strong and the breath smelled of fish. I know I'm going to die from being fucked, tits

Flying wildly, like an idiot. I knew that my cervix was being hit by that hot thing, and the pleasure was getting more and more intense.

The concentration of energy hits my thalamus. I know I haven't enjoyed this kind of happiness for many, many years.

I clenched my teeth and didn't let go, just like I didn't dare to open my eyelids. At this moment, I want to immerse myself deeply in the animals

Join the wildlife festival in the joy of the world.

In my ears there is a roaring gasp, the sound of a white-hot bellows, deafening and blazing. This is totally adult.

The man was panting, looking rough and beastly. I have a hard cock in my cunt, and I thrust it in with all my might.

The paste was wet and foamy. This guy is so young and he is related to me. I shouldn't let him in.

Shouldn't continue. I thought to myself, this is incest, a mess, a mess, and I wanted to warn him, but I couldn't open my mouth.

Mouth.

I smelled the fishy smell of flatfish on him again. After smelling it for a long time, I got used to it and thought it smelled quite nice. good

Compared to being immersed in ink for years, you no longer smell the odor after a long time, but instead smell the "fragrance of books". If you have raised horses, you will like

You will feel your body is full of love for horses, including the smell of horses, the muscles of horses, the movement of horses, and the sound of horses.

Your life becomes one with the horse. The wild horse showed its ambition and had fun on me. I should push him away.

I pushed him away immediately, unconditionally, but my whole body was limp and almost melted; my arms were strong, but I couldn't hold him.

He grabbed the fierce horse's neck and clamped it tightly. I couldn't bear to wake up, and I couldn't bear to let him stop.

He was completely venting his anger in my flesh, pushing back, conquering, making me hurt, feeling that he was the most cruel to women.

We have a grudge and we cannot reconcile. Suddenly he lifted my arms above my head and kissed my armpits with his hot mouth.

Wear. The piercing itch made me writhe all over like a snake.

Even so, I still couldn't bear to open my eyes. Come, all sins, come and eat me, eat me,

Kids, enough is enough.

The dog's lips and tongue licked my itchy hole greedily and cruelly, and the dog's cock pushed against my lower head.

The collision was brutal, unreasonable and extremely violent. This mixed stimulation was beyond my endurance limit. Spasming in laughter, spasming in

Mid-climax, a hot feeling in the head during the climax. My sphincter betrayed me. I peed, and I peed a lot. Maybe a friend

We always say "spray". I couldn't stop at that time. My body was completely out of my control. All muscle groups were strong.

The vaginal contractions, vaginal spasms and urination cannot be stopped. Just pee. Indulge yourself. A woman in her forties,

My nephew pressed my arms on the pillow, kissed and licked my armpits, and fucked me so hard that I peed.

The quilt was soaked.

When the tide passed, I felt exhausted, as if all my energy had been taken away by the fierce horse. Many years ago, I had a hard time bargaining with my ex-husband.

After the complete defeat, I thought my heart had died and my passion had been exhausted. I didn't expect that I would be alive again. I from my heart

Thanks to my nephew, this young man, he gave me a new life. I was so excited that I wanted to do anything for him

Son, satisfy him, keep him, make him happy, and let him belong to me forever.

He would pull out after a while, change my position, and continue to tease me. When I couldn't stand it anymore, he

Just come in and kill my itch. He is in control of the overall situation, calm and confident, his movements are in place, calm and sophisticated, and his rhythm is steady.

It opens and closes, can be released and closed, with a good balance of tension and relaxation, like flowing clouds and running water. He is like Beethoven, like God.

His age is totally inconsistent with his sophistication, which is the sophistication of a skilled worker who has been immersed in the assembly line for many years.

Are young people nowadays so precocious? Or do you want me to catch a special case?

It wasn't until I heard my stomach growling that I realized I was hungry. At a glance, it was already late at night. I get out of bed and wash

I use my hands to get food, I am full of energy, I walk with a clatter, my eyes are bright, I am not sleepy, I sing while doing it

Woolen cloth--

Speaking of relatives in the sky, the sky is not really a relative, as the sky has the sun, moon and stars. The passage of time makes people grow old, taking away so much of the world

people.

Saying that the earth is dear to you is not really that dear, for all things grown on it are like gold. How many years have we fought for fame and fortune? After looking at the new graves, we look at the old ones.

grave.

Saying that parents are close to you, they are not really that close to you, as they cannot live forever. The children in the house cannot be kept,

The yellow earth is covered with tears.

To say that a son is your dearest is not the real one. People leave behind descendants just as grass leaves behind roots. Eight people carried a sedan chair to marry the daughter-in-law and gave the son to the old man.

Father-in-law.

Speaking of relatives, relatives are not the real relatives. Only when you are as rich as me can you be considered a relative. One day, when this life is over, the rich

Don't visit a poor family.

When we say friends are close, they are not really close; they are just strangers. People are greedy, and friends turn against each other.

It's an enemy.

You say that best friends are close to you, but they are not that close. They are deliberately trying to get your privacy. Once her interests are touched, her best friend will

He doesn't recognize people by their faces.

You say your husband is close to you, but he is not really close to you. He is finding a lover outside behind your back. Flirting with women and sowing evil,

Divorce.

It is said that colleagues are close, but they are not really close. The intrigues are so disheartening. How many years have you been fighting for fame and fortune? Fratricide

What's the reason?

If we talk about close relatives, my eldest nephew is the closest to me. My nephew and I are very close to each other. Gently pluck, twist, wipe and pick, it's like breaking bones for me

The head is connected to the tendons.

The midnight snack is ready, soupy and steaming hot, I eat it with him. Hungry, eating delicious food, the more you eat, the more you eat.

Want to eat. While eating, I looked at him and felt that he was so energetic and so good. I looked at him like a fanatic, like a white

Saying bold words like a fool. I never said those words, not even to my ex-husband. I changed it completely

one person. He occasionally looked up and said that I looked good.

I was very proud for a long time and said that it was all because of him that I got the nourishment. I'm afraid he'll be tired, and I've already started planning to get off work tomorrow

I'll buy a three-yellow chicken on the way to give him some good nourishment.

After eating, I remembered that he hadn't ejaculated yet, so I went to bed and had sex again, added more wine, turned on the lights and resumed the feast. He proposed to interrupt me, I was too busy

Die agreed, then opened her mouth and looked at him. I have never let anyone interrupt me. My ex-husband didn't ask for this. I don't know.

You can still play like this. The nephew came closer and closer, his big thing was straight and erect, with the muzzle of the cannon hanging

The long, shiny thread was pointed at my eyes, and it felt like it was going to poke my eye sockets.

I wasn't scared at all and didn't even blink. If he really wants to poke my eye sockets, I'll let him do it. Sometimes people

Wait, it will really bring about a great heroism. Why does the fishy smell on him make me intoxicated? Possible gas

The smell can hypnotize me.

When people get stuck in a certain situation, they will be trapped in a wall of ghosts, unable to get out, blocked, haunted, and haunted.

Dopamine, endorphins or other amines, other peptides, as well as brain neurons, transmitters and receptors, neural pathways and all other factors

Working together, you can do crazy things, such as when you are pushed to the limit and hit hard, you can really

To the guillotine, the bullet hole, the stake.

The cannon came in, and my first reaction was to vomit. All the food I had just eaten was churning in my throat.

Rushing to spray it out. A reminder to my friends: interrupting is not appropriate after a meal. To put it bluntly, it's not

The guy who lets you fuck, your mouth is the guy who eats, it's ok to use it for kissing, but that old man, that old man, sticks a stick into your mouth and you

Try it yourself and see how it feels. The smell of his body, the smell of his balls, the smell of his cannon, the smell of his groin

The smell of sweat from the groin can be both smelly and fragrant, with the male hormone testosterone and the fragrance of protein.

It has the aroma of meat and a little bit of the fresh aroma of MSG. Together, it is thick, fishy, ​​fragrant, and stinky.

The tannins are rich, the fragrance is rich, the mixture is complex, the hallucinations are hypnotic, it makes me lose my mind, and even helps me overcome

The gag reflex mechanism.

I tilted my neck and opened my mouth, eyes full of tears, looking at the king, the god of war, my devil, let this devil

Push as deep as possible. The gag reflex is actually irresistible. When I came to my senses, I found

I have vomited so much that my chin, neck, chest and stomach are all filled with the soup I just ate. It's so weird.

I didn't feel uncomfortable at all, nor did I find the vomit smell bad. This shows how powerful the hypnosis effect is.

I was still holding it in my mouth, even though I had already vomited all over the place. The smell of vomit seems to be

It has a hypnotic effect, and when mixed with the "fishy smell of Ping'er fish", it forms a more pleasant and nutritious aroma.

The devil pushed me deeper and deeper, and held the back of my head, trying his best to squeeze my throat.

Poke inside. Judging from his posture, he seems to be planning to push all the way into my lesser curvature of the stomach. Heroism can inspire human potential and

Creating miracles in the world, really, I will not deceive you. Under the heroic rebuttal, I took four-tenths of his big cannon in my mouth

Third, this is the limit of what I can do. He was panting and panting, as if he was about to give me some kind of gift.

It was his hands that grabbed my hair and it hurt. I actually endured it, nodded repeatedly and swallowed his thing with a laugh. Stomach

The sour water in my body never stops.

The acidic saliva flowed from my lower lip to my chin, and then from my chin, it flowed down in long threads.

It floated down until it reached my lower belly. My own saliva, which was dripping down onto my belly, was already cold, not so

It was comfortable, but my attention was all on the steel cannon and his satisfaction. I only think of one thing: satisfaction

he. Judging from the sound of his voice, I guess he is about to ejaculate. I want to make him happy and give him the greatest happiness.

I opened my mouth wide and tried to open my throat as wide as possible to let his big cock go in and in. The chicken head has invaded

I was penetrated to a depth that I had never been penetrated before, even the doctor's tongue depressor had never penetrated that deep. I was

He screwed up his throat and retched uncontrollably, retching loudly. At that time, I was desperate.

It’s out, there’s no stock. Anyway, it’s already like this, so just leave it like this. I won't stop, I want him to be

He was enjoying his bliss without interruption, maybe he just liked the heat of his cum on a woman's gushing vomit.

In the throat?

I've only been drunk twice in my life. The first time was when I was sixteen, in the summer, I went to a pub with a boy and drank

I felt so uncomfortable after that. I heard that the male classmate carried me back to my home. The second time was when we got married, and we drank a few sips.

I was happy because I thought my life was stable and hopeful.

What's the result? Hey! Now I want to drink, whether it's alcohol or spirits. I've never drunk sperm. What does it taste like?

He would feel really heroic when he came in my mouth, right? Conquering his aunt and watching her swallow his essence, isn't that perverted?

Am I slutty enough? Am I a slut?

The frontal cortex of the brain felt noticeably hot, the mind went blank, and I lost my memory, incontinence, and control.

All control. I guess when I die, I will feel similarly, very warm and comfortable.

Relax, indulge, let go, let go, light and airy, like taking a hot spring bath, like being drunk, walking in the clouds, inhaling powder, soaring

Car, fury, facing the muzzle of execution, nothing matters anymore, fuck your mother, what sins, ethics, next life,

ah.

He suddenly increased the pace of fucking my mouth, panting and saying intermittently, "Auntie, I'm going to cum in you

In mouth! "

At that time, he was almost broken by my tongue, and I kept nodding my head while holding his dick in my mouth. I really hope

I hope he cums directly into my mouth, into my throat, and into the little bend of my stomach. I have never allowed any man in my life

Cum in my mouth. But I wanted so much, so much, so much to try new things, new excitement, new things to do.

Law, desire to be more wanton and lascivious. Maybe it's a kind of vigorous and majestic spirit close to dedication.

Inspire me, maybe I am possessed by Grandma Zoya or Grandma Hu Lan? Anyway, I suddenly became very impulsive.

My heart was beating fast, my head was buzzing, and my vision was blurry.

He increased the frequency of fucking my mouth, and the grunting sounds he made became more and more inhuman, like a madman. I

I kept repeating to myself: Kill me, kill me. I want to sacrifice. This is sacred.

You know, for a belief, for an idea, when the back of the brain gets hot, suddenly something great is done.

It's quite great. The line "wǒ-men dou-ki" (we'll all go) in The Flowers of War is heroic.

It's like throwing an egg against a rock. What a fool.

In the end, he didn't penetrate my stomach curvature, nor did he ejaculate on my tongue. Is it that I don't stimulate him enough? he

Any other plans? Or does he dislike the fact that I am married and he has no marriage history? I asked and he didn't say. He withdrew again.

It was still hard, and then he licked my anus. This is my first time experiencing it. It's so magical and weird. I get goosebumps all over my body.

Stand up. The pleasure is too strong and unbearable. Can a man still do this to a woman? My ex-husband never licked it.

Now, is my nephew just trying to please me or does he really like this? His tongue swam around my anus, sometimes soft

It was hard at times, and it kept drilling inside, making my entire digestive tract feel comfortable all the way to my throat. Suddenly I felt something enter my vagina

I got the clue. It was his fingers, tinkering with it like he was digging for treasure. It's quite nice, different kind of happiness

Mix it up, twist it together, and kill me. I curled up my toes and waist and had another orgasm.

After I got down from the top of the slope, I was completely exhausted. My mind was blank, I was sweating all over, and I lay there with my butt sticking up, unable to move.

Nest. There are so many ways to play. I really wasted the past few decades. His stuff came in, this time

Entering a place you shouldn't have entered. He held my waist and penetrated my excretory area. The nose is filled with flat fish.

Fishy smell, strong and pungent. I was sticking my butt out, doing things worse than an animal, but I was feeling great and enjoying myself at the moment.

I spoke in sweet voices, half to please him and half spontaneously. After doing it, I can feel comfortable and orgasm.

I was getting high. I don't know if it was because he pushed me in front through a layer of flesh from behind or if it was because the nerve endings in my back were also

Equally sensitive. No matter what the reason is, I am beautiful, and that’s the most important thing.

The God of War retreated strategically again, his thing was still hard, and it came to my face, emitting a fragrance, sweet and stinky.

It's like the Xianheng fried stinky dried tofu, which is both stinky and fragrant, full of flavor and endless aftertaste. Some people think mushrooms are fragrant, while others think

The mouth does not eat. Some people like durian, some people like stinky tofu. The appeal of stinky tofu lies in its fragrant and stinky taste.

Stinky. When I went to Shaoxing that year, as soon as I entered the Xianheng Hotel, I was enveloped by a strong stinky smell that filled the entire restaurant.

A cloud of mist, I was walking in the mist, like a dream, like now. After the fried stinky dried tofu comes up, the first bite

It may seem strange at first, but the more you chew it the more it tastes, and the aftertaste is so strong it's addictive. After the meal, I left the restaurant and felt that I had not had enough.

Just find a roadside stall, cut it into small pieces and stick it on thin bamboo sticks. It is tile-gray in color, and deep-fry until it is gray and black. It turns white under the street lights.

I ate it without any sauce, one bunch after another, the tempting stinky aroma filled the air around me and entered my body.

Just like now. Now, the God of War was kneeling beside my face, with his weapon pointed at me, just like a traffic policeman. I opened my mouth.

Welcome that long, thick, stinky cock in, warm it, moisten it, lick it clean, and worship it.

He made me climax countless times and achieved countless pleasures, and he gave me pleasure that I had never experienced in my entire life.

The weapon remained hard in my mouth and would not be removed. If he doesn't withdraw, I will keep licking him and let him poke at me, which shows my obedience. He

So old, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind: He is a devil. Being too self-disciplined and self-controlled is actually quite scary.

Like an instrument. I calculated that he had been doing it for more than ten hours, which was more than the total length of time my ex-husband had done it to me.

and. My ex-husband would last no more than half a minute each time. I asked him if he felt uncomfortable and he said it was okay. Do you think he is really a human being?

I licked the weapon that had just touched my ass, and I didn't feel cheap or disgusted. Instead, I was filled with joy.

While licking, I suddenly woke up and was startled, breaking out in a sweat. Is this really me now? I

What is it for? Isn't this humiliating yourself? I am his aunt, I am dignified and steady. I am destroying myself.

How can I see him at dawn? How can I face my brother in the future? Before I could think, the next big wave came crashing down on me.

Smash me down, drown me, drag me back into the abyss. The big, hard thing broke into my lower body again. I fell happily

Falling, the acceleration of gravity makes you degenerate, calls out more vulgar sounds, and does more incredible things.

He took me, pulled me, licked me, and pushed me to a paradise. This may be the highest point that sexual games can reach.

realm. I don’t know how he felt, but I’ve never been to such a high place. To be honest, my ex-husband told me

We don't have much sex and he always says he's tired. I am a traditional woman. How can I have the nerve to make demands again and again?

If you are tired, just take care of it. If you don’t want to do it, then don’t do it. How could I beg him endlessly like a slut? But now I am lost

Confused: Am I still a slut? I have been sullen for more than twenty years, enduring it, deceiving everyone and myself.

What's wrong with being a slut? Live for yourself, be happy for yourself, be sincere, don't be pretentious, live a long life, and don't get struck by lightning.

I maintain this and that, but what about my home in the end? Broken into pieces, can't be put together

; My husband and son are not on the same page with me. What have I gained in all these years? Just a little alone. God

I can’t bear to see this anymore. Please have pity on me and send a young boy to help me and save me. If I don't cherish this opportunity,

Who will always help you?

I grabbed him and held him tightly, but I didn't dare to look at him. He spewed white smoke and hot steam, unruly and unrestrained, with a powerful momentum

Xiongxiong, this is a fucking beast, it turned me into a jellyfish. I was really thirsty. I feel like I'm taking revenge

My ex-husband is trying his best to avenge all the injustices I have suffered before and compensate me. He poked and licked.

Saying horrible things to me. I listened and agreed, closing my eyes and imagining those hooligan things really happening.

There might be bones in that thing of his, otherwise how could it not become soft? There is no end to his movement.

There is an end, and he loves this sport. What if he wasn't my nephew? Countless intermissions, drinking water, peeing,

chat. I asked him, "Do you think I'm old?"

He said, "You're not old. I just like to fuck forty-year-old chicks."

"Why?"

"Sexy. Women in their forties are really sexy, open and uninhibited, really cools down the heat."

"Tell me the truth, how many aunts have you abused?"

"Not many, only about thirty. What do you mean by wasting? I'm just helping others and doing justice."

After saying that, he rushed over to fight with me. We are like enemies in the end times, or like chess rivals, tennis stars, playing

The fight lasted a thousand rounds, and no one was tired. They were sweating profusely and still enjoying it. I've never been out so much in my life.

sweat. It was really wet. The sheets were wet, the pillowcases were wet, the mattress was wet, everything was wet. have

Sometimes I could hear the bed legs and bed feet creaking, and the neighbors downstairs must have heard it. Hear it if you want to. Who do I live for?

I've lived most of my life for this and that, and I'm almost in menopause. Close your eyes and strangle the god of war, squeak

The creaking sound disappeared again. When you are in the moment of bliss, your ear canals are closed, and so are your eyes, just like Xu Xian at the end of the Jin Dynasty.

Like a mountain temple, or even a higher state, turn a deaf ear, turn a blind eye, do not think about it, let nature take its course, and retreat to the mountains

Lin howled with all his might, willingly becoming a beast.

Suddenly I wanted to cry. I have had a very hard life these years. I've been too hard on myself. I am alone in everything.

It's so difficult for me. I felt insignificant and helpless, desperate and lonely. Sometimes I think about it, I do it myself, and it's done.

Things will be even more sad later.

I am not an open-minded woman, but I do miss it sometimes, usually in the few days before bad luck every month.

Physiological needs are met through masturbation. Everyone can do it, and everyone has a way to kill the itch, but the problem is that loneliness is a terminal illness.

There is no cure for this. Now, to fight loneliness, I hug him and let him hug me; I kiss him and let him kiss me and let him come in.

Let him push, let him fill me up, fill me up, and fill up the emptiness, as if this way I won't be lonely anymore.

There was a pale blue sky outside the window. On the bed, a big flower is crying and blooming, making up for the delayed enjoyment, making up for

everything. If a person lacks something, he will look for opportunities to make up for it. There will always be a delay in making up for the past, making mistakes, overcorrecting, and losing

Soul, if you choose the wrong object, you will bring humiliation upon yourself.

My mind was in a mess. It happened, it was wrong, I am the elder, I must make a break.

But can this thing be cut off? How can I face my brother in the future? Will he doubt it? Can you smell spider silk?

Horse tracks? Having sex is a big deal. Your body, thoughts, and endocrine system all undergo drastic changes. I believe that happens

People who have had a relationship will have a new smell on their bodies, which is different from their previous body odor and you can smell it yourself. other people,

You can smell it if you get close. How do I cover it up? Will he let the cat out of the bag after he moves back?

I asked him if he talked in his sleep. He said he didn't know whether he told him or not, and said they would know if they knew.

Family, what are you afraid of? What kind of logic is this? This is a shameful thing, but you must never tell anyone about it. Don't tell anyone.

In some places, people like us would be put into pig cages or hit to death with big rocks. He still didn't care.

After breakfast, he told me that he wanted to continue working and didn't want to go to class. I said I won't go, but I can't do it again.

, must go to bed. Your health is important. Who can bear to do this? He fiddled with me for a while, then lowered his head.

Not moving. I took a look and it was on fire. I'm sleepy too, but I have to go to work.

While I was at work, I felt a little uneasy thinking about the handsome boy staying at home. My steps are floating, my voice is

It used to sound good. When I went to the toilet, a lot of mucus came out. Thinking of last night, I went down again

It's itchy. When the drug addiction strikes, it is so fierce and violent that you cannot resist it at all. You cannot withstand it, so you can only go along with it.

The fingers slid in and moved, and my head felt warm. I didn't think about anything else but satisfying my animal nature.

After finishing the undress, she pulled up her pants and looked in the mirror. The woman in the mirror had a red face, moist lips, and a charming

A seductive slut, smelling her own fingers.

Am I already so greedy? I am a sinner. I regret that I shouldn't have let him do that. I must make amends.

But did I wash it clean? I can never go back to my old self, and neither can he. What should I do? From now on, it will be wrong

Wrong, be his secret lover?

Or tell my brother that I am good to him and he is good to me, and ask my brother to help us be together? Yes, I married him

That's it. We went to another place, Suzhou Wujiang, well, I like that place, it's clean, there are few people, the roads are

No one knows us.

I'm completely crazy. A woman of this age, after being fucked all night, could actually become so demented.

If I really told him, my brother would send me to a mental hospital. No, no, if I don't go to the insane asylum, I can't go to Wujiang either.

It still has to be broken. After get off work, I bought three yellow chickens and some vegetables, two big bags, they were so heavy that I felt like I was dying. Come back and turn into the corridor

Jiao Meng looked up and saw a neighbor, whom he knew and greeted. I was startled and shuddered all over. The three yellow chicken almost fell to the ground.

He went upstairs, his mouth was not clear, his answers were irrelevant, he was in a panic, his face changed, and he lowered his head and went upstairs quickly. Entering the house,

My hands feel numb, heavy and scary.

He really didn't go to class. He had just got up when I walked in. I calmed down and thought that the neighbors couldn't see it.

I probably didn't smell it either. Wash your hands, cook the chicken, and wash the vegetables. He came over to rub against me and touch me, I put on a straight face and pretended nothing happened

My son, just concentrate on cooking.

He put his hand into my clothes and pressed

Meat fuck me. I looked at the chopping board and said, "Aunt is wrong. Let's not do this."

He acted as if he didn't hear you, and stuck his lips, body, hands and feet close to you, like a real octopus. You couldn't cook for him at all.

My nipples were pinched hard by him, and my lower body was wet after being fiddled with by him. My heart was overwhelmed and I couldn't pretend anymore. Put down the food, turn

She pulled him onto the bed. The three-yellow chicken was almost burnt that day.

I thought he was so handsome, and I was so excited looking at him that I almost fainted. I squinted

Eyes, smiling, nothing

Needless to say, I am very happy and my heart is happy. I want him, and I want him now. I have actually become a nympho.

Sex addiction is not a disease, but it can be fatal when it strikes.

When a person is furious, his IQ is one; when he is emotional, his IQ is zero. I was completely possessed. The ghost possessed me.

I was possessed by a body, and I willingly fell into perversion, losing my rational judgment, unable to wake up, and unable to get out. That

It's not that fucking has magic, it's mainly the few seconds of orgasm that make people secrete special things, such as dopamine.

During an outburst, the brain releases a flood of endorphins, which act like morphine, a hallucinogen. I think highs are drugs.

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The next day he went to class, and before he left, he couldn't get enough of me, and forced me to promise him that he would do it again in the evening.

You should not leave. I feel warm and happy in my heart. I like to be needed, to be loved, and to be played with.

The maternal instinct is aroused and flows out, thicker than milk. I was moved by myself. This is so vicious,

After you get attached to him, you can hypnotize yourself, you make excuses for yourself, you don't even feel

He is poisonous, and you are helping him copy the virus.

I got home from get off work, cooked dinner, and heard a knock on the door. He was back. I jumped and jumped to open the door, laughing.

Rong Guaji froze. He and a girl walked into the room hand in hand and said to me, "This is from our class."

Cold from head to feet.

Women are often confused when doing things. At least that's how I am. Emotional intelligence is a variable. It's not high when it should be.

Low, but high when having a fever. I was in a high fever and was so dizzy from playing with him that I thought he really had feelings for me.

I didn't expect that he was just talking to me to vent his anger. I suddenly felt that he was quite evil. How could he be so young?

Why is it so bad?

I entertained them with good food and drink, smiled along, pretended to be relaxed, occasionally acted out of character, and felt that all this was not worth it.

It's true. My nephew is a devil. After eating, he hugged the girl and went into my bedroom, without closing the door, and started practicing directly.

I was scratching my head, my face was burning, I couldn't sit or stand, their obscene words were like needles piercing my heart

I have to listen to it, this place is so small, where can I hide?

I walked into the kitchen, two meters by two meters, the narrow space pressed me, all the things, cabinets, knives,

The chopping board, sink, stove, pots, pans, chopsticks and spoons all pressed towards me, trying to crush me to death. What are they doing?

They were doing it on my bed, in the place where I had just enjoyed pleasure, in my own territory. What positions did they use?

Is that girl better than me? I don't see how she is better than me. My nephew is very energetic.

Aren’t you tired? He has been fighting ever since he came to me. He is simply superman.

Suddenly, the girl jumped out, screaming, and ran around naked. He chased her out and grabbed the girl.

Mother pressed me on the floor tiles. The two of them were acting like crazy, without any sense of shame at all, like complete primitive people. Of course.

I am not as good as them, what am I? This unethical aunt is worse than a beast. I declared war on the whole world, what I did

The son was reviled by the whole world. Everyone is better and more normal than me. I finally woke up, but I seemed even more confused.

My whole body is wrinkled and I feel uncomfortable. My heart is particularly sad, sad, regretful, and I can't help myself. My thoughts are in a mess.

It was like a ball, entangling me and trapping me so that I couldn't get out.

We just met at the cram school for one day, and you bring me here to do this. Aren’t you afraid of getting sick? I closed the kitchen door and covered my ears

Duo, shivering all over. What's wrong with me? How could this happen? Life was good, peaceful as water.

It is a blessing to be free from disasters and misfortunes. My nephew broke in and messed with me. I was like a fool.

Affection. Now you're suffering the consequences. I should kick him out, now!

I walked out of the kitchen with my head held high. The two of them had already returned to my bedroom, chirping and giggling. I am righteous

Ci Yan walked into the bedroom, faced my nephew, and asked, "Is there anything I can do?"

My nephew said, "Come and lift her feet up for me."

I stood by the bed and helped the evildoer. I lifted the girl's ankle and lifted her up hard, looking at my nephew's big and thick family.

The guy poked the other person's eyes and listened to the popping sound from close range. The girl lay on her back, allowing my nephew to do whatever he wanted.

I didn't expect that listening to this sound up close would have such a strong aphrodisiac effect. My lower head was so itchy and painful that I

She squeezed her thighs tightly and twisted her waist. My nephew was fucking like crazy, and suddenly he pulled out his cock and pointed at the girl's pussy.

He ordered me, "Come and lick here." I crawled over as if possessed, opened my mouth and kissed, and started licking with my tongue. That

The taste of the girl is sour, a little salty, a little spicy, and a little fishy, ​​which is different from the fishy taste of flatfish. My life

I never thought of licking a woman, but now I am licking her, working hard and enjoying it.

The woman licked the plate and tasted the sweetness and mellow fragrance.

Why do we choose the opposite sex as our sexual partner?

I was licking the plate while my nephew was licking me from behind. On the bed, we were like three dogs, licking each other in circles.

Sometimes I am a man and sometimes I am a woman. My lower body is so wet and empty, I just want someone to poke it

Poke. After a while, the devil made the girl lie on my face and do 69 with me. He fucked the girl and asked me to lick his balls.

Egg. He fucked for a while, pulled out and let me lick it for a while.

I had just licked him clean and he fucked me again.

I did whatever he told me to do. I was completely hallucinating. The soul is lost, only the body is left. The Walking Dead

Meat. Accept whatever comes your way. Demented female slave. Maid with cerebral palsy. A servant girl. I can't leave him physically, I beg him

Get me. Emotionally I can't live without him. My mind is full of wild and bold ideas, and I dare not say any of them out loud.

I know that the world will not tolerate me.

Less than five centimeters in front of my eyes, the devil's big and thick cock was fucking the young girl I just met. That guy was fucked

The pussy juice is gushing out, all over my face. The devil tied her arms behind her back so tightly that they were purple.

. The devil pulled her hair and then fucked her. She was screaming and crying, but it sounded to me like she was enjoying it. I lick

Her asshole and pinch her clitoris. I tried to please the devil in every way, but he wouldn't do anything to me.

After sending the girl away, I told my nephew, "She's a good girl. I'm very happy to see you two dating." He didn't

He paid attention to me and, while singing "God is a relative, but God is not a relative," he went into the bathroom and turned on the water to take a shower. I follow up

In the bathroom, I rubbed his back and helped him wash clean. His cock remained upright and did not fall down. After washing, I said you just

You didn’t ejaculate? What are your plans? He lay motionless on the bed. I feel so uncomfortable down there. Hold his hand,

Put your finger under me. He doesn't move. Pretending to sleep or really tired? Boring. I lay beside him and fell asleep halfway.

Gone.

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He asked me to go to the hospital to get an IUD, and I agreed without hesitation. The next day was Saturday, and I went to the doctor.

hospital. On the way, I comforted myself. This was not for him, but for myself, for my satisfaction, for my own protection.

Protection. After getting the IUD, I felt more confident and had no scruples in bed with him.

Maybe I'm really a little addicted and I feel like I can't get rid of this kind of pleasure. I was sinking deeper and deeper.

It was getting crazier and crazier, and I felt like I was starting to lose control of my body. Things have developed to this point.

It has reached the point where I can’t stop; the physical stimulation is getting greater and greater, while the psychological remorse is getting less and less. now

I think I am a normal person, more normal than anyone else. I am happy, I am healthy, and I can live a long life.

Winter vacation is over and he is going home. I rushed to prepare a lot of delicious food, in big and small packages. I thought

He had to cling to me, hug me and kiss me, go out and come back, go out and come back, and finally he carried

Baoer just left without looking back or even saying "goodbye". What did I do? I have committed a sin.

My eldest nephew is gone. I was the only one left in the empty house. I walked from the kitchen to the bedroom, and from the bedroom to the living room.

Only at this moment did I realize how big this single room is. The house was filled with the smell of my nephew. I am greedy

Sucking greedily, and then feeling overwhelmed.

I took out the flatfish from the refrigerator, put them on the table, quietly smelled the fragrance, and enjoyed the aroma that only belongs to

My happiness. Those flatfish were already dead, but the fishy smell was pungent. I smelled it and became aroused.

There was a reaction and it got wet.

I picked up a flatfish, put its mouth under me, and started rubbing it. The fish mouth is cold, it makes me feel uncomfortable

I can't stop. I only want one thing - to have some sex.

Flat fish reminds me of my brother and sister-in-law, and the day they brought my nephew here. I think of my nephew. He is thinking about me

What? The fishy smell of flatfish is particularly stimulating. It is like an aphrodisiac to me. I get wet as soon as I smell it. I'm tough

Lustful, lustful to the point of climax, but not completely. I feel empty, I have no strength anywhere, and I feel like life is meaningless. I

I walked lightly and felt very bad, as if I was having a big dream or had a serious illness.

I regret it. There's no use regretting. It has already happened. I was worried that he would tell others. There's no use being afraid. He is

A bastard.

I miss him so much. What is he doing? He must be thinking about me, his big cock must be hard now.

I want to go to my brother's house to see him, just for a moment. I put on my coat, went to the door, picked up the key, and

Let it go slowly.

I can't go. who I am? I am his aunt. Why would I go to his house? Disturb him? I can't. No matter how hard it is for me

You have to grit your teeth and bear it.

I tried my best to endure it. This is pure torture. It's natural for an aunt to visit her nephew. What's wrong with that? I again

Put on your coat.

I went anyway. Heartbeat. Cold hands and feet. My brother lives in a bungalow in a large courtyard with the gate facing east. Hu

It's quite narrow, and it's a bit difficult to pass two Xiali cars.

I stood in the coal shed opposite, watching from afar, not daring to go over as I might be discovered at any time. Their family of three

Anyone could come out and see me. Their neighbors also come in and out and could spot me at any time, a ghost.

The woman who was caught, a poor person, was confused, distracted, and hurtful to the world, worse than an animal.

Confused, bewildered and crazy.

Once a relationship occurs, everything changes. What am I doing here? I have a home but I don't want to go back. I don't want to come to my brother's place.

Dare to go in. You are almost in menopause and can do things like you did in adolescence. I don't recognize myself anymore. When I first met my ex-husband

At that time, I had never done such a stupid thing. My heart is pounding so hard it's almost killing me. This feeling I have only had

Once, that was decades ago, it was my first love, and it turned out to be a fig leaf. Now the feeling comes again.

Stronger and more powerful. I was so excited, as if I had a rare chance to live again and be young again. I dare not admit it.

I was afraid, but the facts were there, and I was moved again. This time it was true love. I invested everything I could, love.

So what if this person is not lovable? That's what I am.

I stayed in the coal shed until ten o'clock that night, but I didn't see him. He may have gone to bed early, or

It's crazy outside. I couldn't keep watching it any longer, so I staggered back home. I took a shower, went to bed, covered myself with a quilt and went to sleep.

I deserve to die, I am guilty, I deserve to go to hell. What to do next? I dare not think about it. If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth.

It's already 2012, why think about that much? Just muddle along.

In fact, all of people’s troubles come from not being able to let go. As long as you put your things down, you won't have any worries.

. I think the beast is doing well.

When you are wilder than beasts and worse than bad men, you cannot be harmed.

In my dream, I was in a prison, surrounded by barbed wire and iron fences. In the swimming pool, two girls are in the water

Face kissing. In the distance, several women were fighting for a ball. The black and white ball fell into the water, and a girl jumped into the water right after.

But what was picked up was a black and white dairy cow. I asked

A wrinkled woman next to him asked: "Boss, when can I go out?"

The old woman looked at me and said slowly, "Forty years."

(over)