Song Zhiyu slammed the door, and the whole person threw himself into the bed like a fire, holding the pillow and drilling in.
"Pervert... Neuropathy ..."
She gritted her teeth and her voice trembled.
But she could still feel the damp heat on her body -
The sticky piece of fabric on her chest was stuck to her skin, cold, and her nipples were so hard that they swollen and rubbed uncomfortably every time she moved.
The base of the thigh under the skirt is even more uncomfortable - slippery, with liquid slowly flowing down the tender flesh of the inner thigh.
"Why... Enter that broken bathroom..."
"Damn it... Perverted ... Pervert ..."
While scolding, she hurriedly tore off her skirt, tore off her underwear, threw it into the corner of the room, changed into a new dress, and sat on the bed to make it better.
But the next second, as if she remembered something, she turned her head and glanced - above the pile of clothes she had just taken off, there was a faint white glow, and there were some yellow dry marks, like ... Has it been stained for a long time?
She walked over, squatted down, and pinched the corners of her skirt with her fingers.
The smell is pungent.
Mixed with sweat, semen, and a little bit of ... Something familiar.
It was the smell of her own body.
She froze for a moment, the tip of her nose came closer, and took another breath——
"Uh... Fuck ..."
She shivered slightly.
The smell was so strong that it was fishy, but somehow, it made the hard cock with bulging veins appear in her mind again.
It was obviously disgusting, but there was a strange feeling rising from the bottom of my heart.
The mobile phone suddenly "ding-dong", it was a green bubble voice.
[He Xiaoyao]:
"Hello? What do you say about Zhiyu? Will it come the night after tomorrow? Didn't you say that you made an appointment to accompany you to the 'crazy bend'?" "
Song Zhiyu bit his lip, looked at the phone for a long time, then turned on the microphone, and his tone was not good:
"Come on, take my useless brother-in-law."
[He Xiaoyao]:
"Huh? You said it was your brother-in-law, the soft rice man? He dares to come here? "
"Laugh me to death... Don't be so scared that he will wet his pants. "
Song Zhiyu didn't answer, just bit his lip, stared at the mobile phone screen, and suddenly pulled the paper on the table and wiped his chest with a little irritability.
As soon as I pressed it, my nipples instantly hardened, as if I remembered the burning sensation of the hot liquid gushing out from it just now.
She wiped it hard a few times, moving faster and faster, but after wiping it, she refused to let go of the tissue, but looked down at her chest.
A pair of breasts are white and tender, plump, slightly deformed when wiped, and the nipples are pink, round and erect.
She suddenly remembered what Chu Fan looked like at that time.
Holding her underwear in her hand, the picture of her face rubbing against it was like ... It seems to be licking her little ....
"Crazy...
She scolded in a low voice, but her leg was pinched unconsciously.
She walked back to the bed, sat down with her buttocks down, her whole pair of buttocks sank into the cushion, her skirt was vacuumed, her legs were raised and lowered, and the hot and humid afterglow under her crotch was still there.
At this time, the phone vibrated again -
[He Xiaoyao]:
"Oh, don't joke with me, really take your brother-in-law? Then he will be so scared that he will cry, you will be responsible~"
Song Zhiyu did not reply.
She looked down at the red mark on her thigh -
I can't tell if it was rubbed out just now or when I accidentally clamped it... left.
It's disgusting!
Oh, my God!
This damn trash...
Do that kind of thing with your own little one...
But in my mind, I unconsciously recalled the force of his hands pressing on her shoulders just now, and the heat that pressed against her ear when he spoke and gasped.
She had never felt that feeling in any boy.
"Perverted."
She scolded again, turned her head away from looking at the pile of clothes next to the bed, but couldn't help but take another look.
The smell was still slowly spreading in the air, seeping into her nasal cavity little by little, mixing with the air in the room, and quietly penetrating into her body.
Song Zhiyu frowned fiercely, and an indescribable irritability surged in his throat.
"Damn ..."
"Disgusting waste ..."
She gritted her teeth and scolded, but she couldn't stop taking another breath, the smell was clearer and familiar, like somewhere in her body... Moist taste.
"Oh my God..."
She covered her face, her ears were burning like they were burning, and she was nestled on the edge of the bed, only to feel that her brain was in a mess.
...
Chu Fan hurriedly took a shower, and as soon as he returned to the room, he closed the door with his backhand, locked it with a "click", and the whole person leaned against the door as if it had been hollowed out, and his chest rose and fell violently.
The familiar smell still lingered in the nasal cavity -
A woman's body fragrance, mixed with shower gel, and ... The fishy smell of semen.
He looked down at his left hand.
It was still hot, and the skin on the palm seemed to remember the touch of the little underwear - soft, moist, with a little residual warmth, and a faint girlish smell.
"Fuck ..." he gritted his teeth and cursed, his heart suddenly stuffed, and his cock jumped out of time in his crotch.
The scene just now was too clear.
The sister-in-law stood there screaming, her chest was full of cum from him, her nipples were wet a lot, and even the shadow under her skirt was stained with white turbidity, sliding down along the base of her legs.
She was stunned, scolded, glared at him, and finally regained the ...
"This is my little inner world!"
This sentence kept repeating in his ears.
That pair of panties...
It's not her mother-in-law's, it's hers.
It's my sister-in-law's.
Chu Fan clenched his fists fiercely, his fingers turned white, but he couldn't suppress the stronger and stronger reaction.
It's not that he doesn't understand shame -
But at that moment, he was really excited like a pervert.
This sister-in-law who looks down on himself, dislikes himself as a son-in-law, and doesn't look at him squarely——
He ejaculated hot semen on her body -
Ejaculated on her newly developed tits.
He also ejaculated on top of her...
He punched the edge of the bed, but he couldn't calm down at all.
The body is still shaking.
The cock is still jumping.
In my mind, it was all about her -
The shadows swaying under the skirt, the breasts that were so soft that they held up the fabric, and the legs that trembled in panic when she glared at him with a red face.
Chu Fan closed his eyes, his mind was still in a mess as if he had been stirred up a pot of porridge.
But at this moment, another figure broke in again.
Shen Rulan - his mother-in-law.
The woman with the unique scent of a mature woman.
The woman who walks with a slightly twisted waist and rounded hips.
The woman in a silk skirt, when she bent over, her collar slipped off, and two balls of plump breasts were about to come out.
That pair of breasts - white, big, soft, every time I inadvertently glimpse them, my blood boils.
The mother-in-law is a little more mature than her sister-in-law Song Zhiyu, and she is a little more gentle and charming than her wife Song Zhiyao.
Every time I approached him, the faint body fragrance when he spoke, the long hair with the smell of shampoo, and the snow-white butter that inadvertently appeared in front of his eyes...
Even if it was just for a second, it made his blood churn and his breathing tight.
He knew it wasn't right.
- She is his mother-in-law.
But the body is more honest than reason.
The more he warned himself that he couldn't, the clearer the picture would be....
"No, I can't think about it anymore..."
Chu Fan clenched his back teeth and slammed his fist on his thigh, trying to force his brain to calm down.
But at that moment, a familiar and piercing memory suddenly surged up from the bottom of my heart -
In the depths of my mind, the picture of another world rolls out like a tide:
On a hot summer night, the smell of blood filled the earthen walled house;
He hid behind the woodshed and watched his father being cut down and his mother being beaten to blood;
The drug dealer's leather shoes stepped on the offering table at home and said with a smile: "What a nosy old dog." "
That year, he was only ten years old.
He was an orphan who grew up in a village in southwest China, near the border, where he made a living by selling drugs all year round.
The death of his parents was like a mark in his mind.
From that day on, he never played or laughed, and he didn't dare to think about words like "woman", "relatives" and "warmth".
He survived the cold winter and heat alone, gritted his teeth to study, exercised, and took the police academy - he had only one thought: to catch drug dealers and avenge his parents.
He almost put his life on a poisonous line, tracking, going undercover, arresting, and doing one case after another, becoming the person who dares to rush and fight the most in the entire police force.
But because he worked too hard, he became a thorn in the side of the drug dealer, and he was hit by the drug dealer's abs, and his eyes went black——
When he woke up again, he became the current Chu Fan.
became the useless son-in-law of this family.
became Shen Rulan's son-in-law, Song Zhiyao's husband, and Song Zhiyu's brother-in-law.
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