Widow Tian's legs were trembling, and her little mouth could no longer utter a clear word, and her whole mouth was filled with "humming and humming".

Feeling the contraction from the cavity, little Moji was being pushed and squeezed back and forth; a burning heat rose from the cavity, roasting little Moji, even if it was real money, he vowed to destroy everything. Under pressure

Under the joint suppression of the two forces of Scorching Heat, little Moji suddenly felt something bad, especially the monk's head, which was bare and without any protection. He was the first to be sucked by Huanglong Mansion, and the itching feeling spread from him to his bone marrow.

When the eyes and hearing are amplified and reach the cerebral cortex, the brain is already heating up and the nerves are ready to relax.

Seeing that Widow Tian was already in high spirits, Moji was shaking her delicate body that was almost numb. He couldn't bear to let her suffer any more. With a look on his face, he released the essence and released the gate, and the essence spurted out one after another.

Out, watering the hungry Huanglong Mansion.

Widow Tian's delicate body shook under the spray of Moji's essence, and her teeth bit his shoulder fiercely again. This time it was much harder and more painful than before. Fortunately, Moji was also in a state of excitement.

At its peak, everything else is obscured.

When the two woke up from the mist, more than an hour had passed, and the only sound in the lonely mountains was the rustle of falling snow.

Moji was still lying on Widow Tian's delicate body, just wanting to lie on a soft quilt, and it was also a high-end quilt with an electric blanket. Widow Tian stroked the wound bitten by her own teeth, with a feeling

There were two scars with purple bruises, and she said distressedly: "My dear son, does it hurt?" She was used to it now, and she really couldn't change it all of a sudden.

Moji smiled evilly and said, "As long as my sister-in-law can reach her peak, what does it matter if I suffer a little pain?" A pair of thieving hands wandered around her body, and Widow Tian twisted as if in protest.

It's a body, but it's just a symbol rather than a reality.

"Why was it so fierce this time that my lower body is still a little numb?" Widow Tian looked full of endless aftertaste, and there seemed to be a trace of saliva flowing out of the corner of her mouth.

"How can you blame me? I don't know who it was that just shouted, 'Good boy, try harder!'" Moji looked innocent and said half seriously and half jokingly.

When Widow Tian heard this, her face turned red with embarrassment. Countless pink fists fell on his back, and she said with a sweet smile: "You still said, you still said, let's see if I don't tear your mouth apart."

The two of them rolled into a ball again. Little Moji, who was still in the cavity, moved in and out bravely. Widow Tian's "humming" moans came out again. Regardless of whether she was numb or not, she vowed to follow her to the end.

Determination.

After a long time, under Widow Tian's pleading, Moji slowly stopped moving and said with a smile: "Is it still strange now, sister-in-law?"

She was breathless and said with a sweet smile: "Okay...son, sister-in-law...sister-in-law, please...you."

Moji didn't make things difficult for her, knowing that she had eaten and drank enough tonight. He turned over and let her sleep on his body. She couldn't stand being pressed on her body for a long time. The two of them continued to make love to each other.

Chatting privately.

"Sister-in-law, I bought you a set of clothes, do you want to try them on?" Moji said to her while stroking her beautiful buttocks.

Girls love to be pretty. When they hear that there are new clothes, they don’t care about the little Moji in the mouth below. They stand up and say happily: "Where are they? Sister-in-law, let’s try it on first."

Moji then stood up, holding his little brother up straight, and took out a whole set of new women's clothes from the bag, including autumn clothes, jackets, etc. Widow Tian was surprised and surprised. She didn't expect him to be so careful, wearing them one by one.

He looked at her like a model, posing in front of him with flirtatious eyes and affectionate eyes. Moji was a little stunned. Seeing her fashionably dressed like a city dweller, Moji couldn't help but sigh: People need clothes, horses need them.

Saddle! At this moment, Widow Tian, ​​who can say that she is not from the city?

Widow Tian saw that he was acting like a pig brother, she rolled her eyes at him and said, "You little pervert, can you have some potential? This person is already yours, and you still look at him like this."

Moji smiled "hehe", wiped his nose that seemed to be bleeding, walked over and pressed Moji against her buttocks, and said: "Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful, I can't see it all in my life."

"Is it true? Don't fool your sister-in-law with nice words." Widow Tian giggled, feeling very happy.

The two of them slept under the thin summer quilt again. Widow Tian rested her head on one of Moji's arms, hugging him nakedly close to his side. She closed her eyes and said, "Sister-in-law, I will be yours in this life."

No matter where you go, I will follow you without any complaints and I will not ask for any status."

Thinking of the mutual hostility between Chu Xiangru and Pan Hechen, and then looking at the open-mindedness of the beauty in front of me, I couldn't help but take a deep breath. Having too many women is also a troublesome thing.

Men like to play golf because each hole has a different scenery, and the same hole can be swung in different ways. But if every hole is scrambling to ask for a swing, will you still have time?

Moji tightened his arms around her and said with distress, "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will never leave you and Xiaobao behind at any time."

Widow Tian smiled, her smile was so bright. In this life, she was unfortunate and became a widow at a young age. However, sometimes she was lucky, and she met Moji secretly, which started another brilliant journey in her life.

"Sister-in-law, I really saw the right person, and I didn't hurt you in vain." She gently fiddled with the still erect little Moji, thinking: Why is this big guy getting more and more powerful? He is really a little kid.

"Haha, with a beauty like my sister-in-law following me, can I save my daily breakfast milk?" He said with a smile while firmly grabbing and squeezing the white rabbit on her chest with one hand.

Widow Tian's face turned red and she said, "Where are you? Are you treating your sister-in-law as a cow?" She hit little Moji hard, stroked the python egg as big as a duck egg, and then said with a sweet smile: "I

You look like a young bull."

Mo Ji was very interested and said inexplicably: "Sister-in-law, tell me, why do I look like a young bull?"

"Isn't it like that? Your balls are so big, just like the little breeding cow in the village. They swing back and forth when walking, so majestic!" Widow Tian smiled "chichi", thinking for herself

I was so happy that I could find such an accurate metaphor, and the movements of my hands became more unrestrained, stroking up and down continuously.

The cold is ruthless, but people are affectionate, and the feeling of spring is even more intense in this small room.
Chapter completed!