Moji lifted the quilt and looked at the mysterious ditch under the thatched jungle. He lowered his head and smelled it. He smiled and said, "Mom, your sweat seems to have a fragrance."

Tong Huizhi listened and felt the heat brought out of his breath, like the Buddha's face in the vernal equinox, and wanted to moan comfortably. She said tremblingly: "Little bad guy, talk nonsense, what does it smell?"

Watching the secret water gushing out, condensed into a drop of crystal clear dew, hanging in the middle of the gap, shining among the sparse weeds. He couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick it gently, a sexy feeling

The salty smell came from the tip of his tongue, and his brain suddenly felt an ambiguous impulse.

Feeling the licking of the little hooligan Moji's tongue, Tong Huizhi's legs trembled, and a stream of hot air gushed out, carrying a large amount of secret water, splashing Moji's face.

Moji stuck out his tongue and licked around his big mouth. His bad smile filled his face. He smiled and said, "Mom, your water still has a sweet taste!

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At this moment, Tong Huizhi was already excited by Moji's words, and her little mouth said uncontrollably: "Does Jier like it? If you like it, eat more." His hands were messy on Moji's body

Touching, looking for his little brother everywhere.

After receiving Tong Huizhi's order, Moji plunged into the closed ditch and tasted it slowly.

After a careful search, Tong Huizhi finally held the little Moji who was holding the sky. She excitedly quickly moved the iron pestle that made her fascinated. At this time, she never remembered her and Moji again.

The relationship, all I think of is constantly looking for excitement!

Seeing such a trance of devotion and a woman who has the so-called mother and son title with him, and is so addicted to his crotch, Moji has a sense of conquest. He sucked Tong Huizhi's ditch with "smash, smash, smash"

From time to time, the tip of her tongue teased the soybean-sized powder on it, which stimulated her whole body trembled, and countless lubrications appeared in the ditch, gushing out from the gaps.

Moji smiled and said, "Mom, your little sister is in a big flood and needs to stop water!"

At this moment, Tong Huizhi was so stimulated by Moji that she no longer had any resistance. She said in a trembling voice: "Good son, then you can stop the water for your mother!"

Moji intentionally teased her and said with a wicked smile: "I am your son!"

Tong Huizhi was still quite sane at this time, and she said with a giggle: "We are not related by blood. Now you are my younger brother, no, you are my brother, okay?"

Listening to Tong Huizhi's begging, he exclaimed and smiled bitterly: "Call me, come and listen, okay?"

Tong Huizhi, who was tortured by a love fish, may now call her "Dad". She shouted in a pretty voice: "Good husband, dear husband, please stop the water for your wife." He is really a beauties that everyone loves.

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The best proof of a man conquering a woman is that she willingly calls you husband. This is also the reason why most men are keen to call a woman husband. This is indeed the case. When a woman gives everything to a man, she

When she was, she would take the initiative to call her husband.

Moji's vanity was greatly satisfied. He climbed onto Tong Huizhi, pressed her soft body, looked at her shy face in a bad way, and asked her, "Mom, what do we call her in the future?

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Tong Huizhi said shyly, "You are both my son, my brother, and my husband. In this way, you little hooligan will be satisfied!"

"No, it's easy to mess up this way." Moji deliberately teased her.

"Get in quickly, good husband, let's talk about the title later." Ignoring the beauty's begging is just a hooligan, a crime. Moji looks as if he is not as respectful as he obeys his destiny, holding the thick little Moji aims at the ditch, gentle

The thorn suddenly cut through the gap like a sword, and Xiao Moji slid easily in Tong Huizhi's gentle accent.

For decades, it has been about twenty years. Her little sister eats vegetarian dishes and beats wooden fish every day. Suddenly, she is like winning a special prize of tens of millions, a meat whip of seven taels or eight cents.

Her delicate body passed by her throat, could she not be excited?

Although Tong Huizhi is about forty-five, he is the first to get rich. He usually does fitness and beauty when he has nothing to do, so his figure is still the same hot, which is part of the reason why he attracts Moji. He didn't expect

What's right, at her forties, the tube on her lower body was like a young woman in her twenties, full, elastic and tender.

Moji asked curiously: "Mom, why is your voice so compact?"

Tong Huizhi gave him a few tenderness and said shyly: "I do female maintenance exercises every day. I have followed the trend a few years ago and have undergone uterine contraction surgery."

Moji looked like he suddenly realized and said, "No wonder, Jier liked it so much!"

She held his head, looked at him warmly, and said maternal: "I'm so beautiful that you little hooligan. I've been working for you all these years."

Moji smiled "hehe" and said, "This is destined by God, and my mother is destined to be destined to be with me."

Tong Huizhi sighed in confusion and said, "Well, you must treat your mother well in the future!"

Moji immediately raised his hand, made a swearing expression, and said, "Ji'er must listen to her mother's words and will never let her down, otherwise she will have no chance of having a son."

Listening to his messy words, Tong Huizhi couldn't help but laugh and said in a pretty voice: "Who wants you to make a vow?" The delicate expression made Moji's little brother jump in his voice.

It immediately started to hit hard.

As the saying goes, "Thirty years are like a wolf, forty years are like a tiger." A female wolf just wiped out last night, and now she has to deal with a tiger. Is Moji's life good? Or is it miserable? What's the taste of it?

Maybe he only knows it himself?

Tong Huizhi is a man who has a motherly relationship with Moji, but he can't resist the temptation of the relationship between men and women. He sways back and forth between these two feelings, and his complex mood cooperates with every impact of his gradually

He aroused the most primitive fish look in his heart, like a cloud of fire, drowned her in a sea of ​​fire. She shouted: "Good Ji'er, little villain, hurry up and try hard, mom is almost gone."

Seeing that she was so easy to reach the peak, Moji wondered what was going on? In fact, Tong Huizhi quickly reached the peak under the dual stimulation of motherhood and women! He didn't have to think too much about it, it was no longer

He specially tightened the sperm and let it go. As the excitement continued to increase, the stimulation he maintained in his cerebral cortex became greater and greater. When his will could no longer be controlled, he only felt that Xiao Moji was upright.
Chapter completed!