City Lady-Killer

"Well, when we are on our sex trip, hehe..."

Lin Tianlong pretended to helplessly sigh, then said with a smirk.shubao22_la

"Hate, if you don't arrange it, mom won't give it to you."

Thinking of the passionate sex journey a few days later, Lin Huiyin was also very yearning.I thought very much, but my mouth was hard.

"Mom, if you are satisfied, my son will make you a completely satisfied little woman."

Lin Tianlong bowed his head and kissed his mother, then delivered the white fungus and lotus seed soup to her mother's mouth.

"Mom will also make you a happy little man."

Lin Huiyin giggled happily.

"Do you want more? Mom."

After feeding a bowl of lotus soup, Lin Tianlong asked his mother.

"No more, mother is full."

Lin Huiyin glanced at his son contentedly and said happily.

"Where are you full?"

Lin Tianlong molested her mother again.

"Hate, here and here are full."

Lin Huiyin pointedly shyly at the slightly opened mouth and lewd pussy, and said softly.

"Mom, don't you go and wash it?"

"Don't wash it, mom will always be there."

Lin Huiyin rubbed her son's black hair happily and said happily.

"There will be tomorrow, mother."

"The beauty I want, I won't get it for you tomorrow."

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When Huang Wanrong talked about this, everyone couldn't help applauding.

"Sister Wanrong said it well!"

"God Wan Rong is still good!" Tianlong also exclaimed, "However, according to your framework, there are still a few hundred chapters, but some readers can't wait any longer, urging and urging, urging and urging. , I can only interrupt your wonderful thoughts first. Let Mom tell me one!"

Lin Huiyin cleverly smiled and looked forward to her beautiful eyes, and Qing Qi Ying lip murmured: "I'm talking about ten years later, I'm over half a hundred years old, Long Er has already been established, Kanghua Hospital opened to the US branch, lonely Long time, short time together..."

On the Seven Days of Lin Huiyin's Seven Mother and Son Dependence

The loneliness is long, and the days to get together are short.The days I spent with my mother when I was young have become the most memorable and missed memory fragments in my leisure time.

Today, the career is successful and the return date is near.Mother Si'er's mood became more anxious, and she began to become unsavory food and sleepless.

"Long Er, are you coming back soon? Last month, when you went back to the hometown to sweep the grave, I inserted a bunch of filial incense in front of the grave for you, and counted, our mother and son have not been to see your father together for a long time."

While Tianlong was busy, he received a transoceanic phone call from his mother, and the slightest bit of it came to his ears, still the familiar gentle and loving voice of his mother; what he felt was the unspeakable excitement and anxiety in his mother's heart .

"It's coming, now it's an economic crisis, and the benefits are not good. The hospital has decided to reduce resources and withdraw to the local area."

Tianlong will state the frequency and date of the return journey one by one, just to comfort his mother's desire for the return of his son.

On the flight from the United States to his homeland, he had a dream leaning on the lounge chair in the first-class cabin. In the dream, he and his mother walked into an unknown peach field with lush trees and fragrant flowers and fruits.The mother in the dream faintly reveals the beauty and charm of a young young woman. Her black hair is coiled up and hangs on the side of her beautiful and white forehead. There are two blushes on her cheeks, which is unclear. Still excited.

"Ryuer, is Mom still beautiful?" Mom glanced at him while walking, looking forward to it.

"Mom, you are very good-looking, I don't know how many girls of the same age have been compared." I don't know if it's because of the dream, I only think that my mother's appearance is better than that.

"When did my son give birth to a clever tongue, even his mother dared to act." Although the words are annoying, they are endlessly useful.Mom lightly patted the palm of his hand to show how cheerful her mood is.

"Thinking day and night, when you come back, you must find a quiet and quiet place, so that we can teach us mother and son and take them away. Why haven't you found such a good place?"

About the weather is irritating and hot, my mother's blue shirt replied, like a virgin red face and tender breasts trembling, making people look at the heart of spring.Unknowingly, the little monk under his crotch woke up from a deep sleep and gradually stood upright.

"Damn it! As a son, I have this kind of thinking, isn't it like an incest beast that ignores the law?"

Being ashamed, he covered the tent with his hands, struggling to catch up with his mother, minus the gradual steps, and came to a tree full of lush foliage and exotic fruits.

This kind of fruit is big, plump and red in color.About no one is here, no need to climb trees, the branches full of loads have already delivered the attractive fruits to a height that you can pick up.Full of curiosity, he and his mother picked two fruits each and took them in their hands for a closer look.

"It's a strange fruit, like an apple but not an apple." I couldn't see the truth, but it smelled sweet.He couldn't help taking a bite. It was really "sweet and sour as yogurt", and he ate it cleanly.

Seeing the mother next to her is also sipping food, what is the difference between the way of eating and the boudoir mentality of young girls who fear indecent and show ugliness to everyone?Thinking of this, there was a rush of heat in my heart, and the little brother Lengtou, who had been reluctantly pressed down by him, once again ignored the warning, dangling out of his pants.

When I was helpless, I heard a thump, and saw my mother's cheeks flushed like fire, her mouth and eyes were fringed, her body slipped and soft like noodles, her delicate body trembled, and there was no sound.

Oops, just to satisfy the greed in the abdomen, but not wanting to eat fruit poisoning!But the symptom of the poisoning was not on the body, but it was burning like an aphrodisiac aphrodisiac. In an instant, it burned all over the body, and it was indescribable.

Enduring the strange poison, he moved to his mother's side one step at a time, and hurriedly tried her breath, which was rough and urgent, but there was no sign of life-threatening.It was a pair of firm jade breasts that were ready to come out, so that he had forgotten the existence of the owner she belonged to.

Separate the thin clothes, take off the narrow lace bra, a few strands of hair hidden, even more brilliant corsage.

"Mom..." The remaining reason made him fearful that his mother would wake up at this time and temporarily stop the movements in his hands.

Mother was in a deep sleep, her cheeks were flushed with a blush, her lips were slightly opened, her clothes were messy, she was so glamorous.

It made him feel like a beauty in the arms of a prince from a fairy tale and a princess who has been sleeping for a hundred years.It's just that he is not a prince, and there is no obligation to redeem the princess and awaken her in the wild jungle.The only thing that makes sense is to take this opportunity to be a frivolous beauty, even if what you are frivolous is your mother.

Bite the delicate and plump nipple, it tastes like honey.The caress of the tip of the tongue teased his mother's sleepless desires, his chest rose and fell, and his jade arms were already subconsciously wrapped around his body.

Incest is like an unspeakable poison.Two people who are secretly pregnant with each other get close to each other, and once they are contaminated, they will be in a situation where they will never recover, and it will be difficult to separate.

The mother and son take the ground as the seat, and the sky as the blanket. In the illusion of chaos and desire induced by the poisonous fruit, they can't extricate themselves...

Dreams are perhaps the most thankful remedy in life in the world.Because of the existence of dreams, their primitive desires, hidden emotions and human nature, which are imprisoned by reason and morality, can be effectively released.

Perhaps, when Jehovah's ancestors taught Adam and Eve's intercourse and forged the loyal relationship between the two, he probably also adopted this easy-to-evade and ambiguous compromise method?

Let me ask: Who hasn't recollected the absurdity in the dream in the middle of the night and when waking up from the dream, but not stunned it?Because of being in a dream, the constraints in reality become easily breakable.Sons can squeeze breast milk boldly without worrying about people's words; mothers can shyly look for support on their son's chest without being hindered by world rituals.At this moment, why is he in a deep dream?I just don't know whether her dreams will be the same as his mother, who I haven't met in a long time.

"Sir, sir..."

"Well……"

Before the plane landed, the stewardess woke up slightly, and was stunned for a moment. The original knowledge was just a dream.

Before that, I spent the rain with my mother, and the thrusting climax was repeated and the juice dripped.Now I have to take up the spirit of twelve points, abandon those absurdities that can only stay in spring dreams, and prepare to face the real mother-child relationship.

Tianlong knocked on the door lightly, and what she walked out was no longer the still young and beautiful mother in her dream; what she saw was a slightly haggard face.Unexpectedly, during the busy days of going abroad, the marks of aging had already climbed up to my mother's sideburns unknowingly, but looking carefully, the figure was not diminished, the features were pretty, and the face was still young.

"Seeing you this time, you must think your mother is very ugly, right?"

"Mom, you look good, I don't know how many girls of the same age have been compared."

The love words in the dream now always carry a layer of comfort, especially when it comes from my own mouth, and I feel sad.

"I have been abroad for so long and I always imagine how my son will look like when he comes back. Now it seems that he is not diminished in spirit, but he is getting thinner and thinner. Why can't he take care of himself like this? I said..."

In the face of mother's reproach and warmth, all the arguments and reasons used in the workplace and the competition for interests do not need to be placed on the stage of mother-child family relationship. Who calls oneself in a warm and trivial home?And like a child who is ignorant and eager to come home late, answer them one by one.

The talking mother doesn't know the pain of poison, and she doesn't know that the son who is standing opposite her is suffering from poison.

Living in a prosperous, noisy, foreign country with open world.He used to linger with an exotic woman who was nearly twenty years old from his own under the "mother-child relationship" under the feasting and feasting. Every crazy night, he used the body of the opposite sex to alleviate the suffering of Oedipus. Suffer the moment.

However, how can the wild and unrestrained nature of an exotic woman compare to the tenderness and tenderness her mother naturally holds?This analogy is a poison that really burns the lungs and irons the soul.Let him drink poison to quench his thirst, and he can hardly extricate himself.

How should he tell his mother the hidden feelings in his heart?Regardless of it, let it soar and spread, until it swallows his heart?Still choose a suitable opportunity, muster the courage, tell the truth about oneself to mother, do not ask for permission, but ask to hear.')ThisfilewassavedusingUNREGISTEREDversionofChmDecompiler.DownloadChmDecompilerat: (the ending English can be ignored)