The storm radius remained 200 kilometers, with central winds of 47 meters per second, or about 169 kilometers per hour.
Due to the typhoon’s gradual movement speed, coupled with the weakening trend of high pressure in the northern sea surface, the possibility of a turn in the future can not be ruled out.
Please pay close attention to each section of the news bulletin and be prepared for the typhoon to minimize casualties and damages…” The dark night winds were strong and rainy, and the street trees were flailing in the gusty winds, with their branches and leaves flying about and even breaking off in response to the winds.
Unsecured potted plants and signs were scraped off the ground with occasional “Pounds! KANG!” sound.
The streets are deserted, and only the street lamps along the roadside guard the cold night.
Warm light filtered through the first floor of the Chinese building in the alley.
The dining room overflowed with the aroma of food, and the mother and daughter at the table ate absentmindedly, their eyes drifting from time to time to the courtyard outside the window.
The courtyard covers a small area, but it is a tightly clustered mass of flowers, and now also suffers from harsh trials.
Connie Rong gently put down her dishes and, with a belly nearly six and a half years old, walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked wistfully at the clumps of roses in the corner.
Not to mention the new ones on both sides, the one in the center was hand-planted when we moved here.
Recently, the flowers are in full bloom, when a few petals of red has been no match for the wind and rain, falling into the mud on the ground.
“If the storm had been a little stronger, we would have had a typhoon vacation tomorrow.”
The silence was broken by the words of her daughter, Fang Weiying.
As a high school student, she has always been resistant to schoolwork, not willing to let her youth be bound by a rigid routine.
Connie Tinkle said nothing, only exchanging knowing smiles with her daughter.
The mother and daughter look like the same model as the red star, and those who see them for the first time will think they are sisters.
The slightest difference is that the daughter’s face is a little more beautiful, and the mother’s look has a noble and graceful temperament.
Their quiet and elegant personalities make them get along very well with each other.
Since the beginning of last year, her husband, Fang Jiansu, accepted the company’s dispatch abroad, mother and daughter are even more intimate.
Mother and daughter are quiet by nature, if there is really a typhoon vacation, the two do not have to go to work or school, they will become lazy at home all day, watching TV, flipping through the novels, eating some fruits, snacks, and spend the day at ease.
Even if it’s a normal holiday, it’s just casual reading or playing the piano to pass the time.
For more than a year, mother and daughter got used to this life.
The weather unit has issued a typhoon warning for the sea, but it’s impossible to say if this typhoon will make landfall.
“The typhoon won’t reach Kensuke anyway.”
Connie Tinkle thought, wrapping her arms around her chest to simulate her husband’s gentle touch.
It’s been over ten years of marriage and I still crave his hugs today.
Kensuke is a “family first” man, the company stipulates that every three months, he must return home for two weeks of vacation, he never misses the opportunity to return home and share the family.
That happy and cozy atmosphere is enough to compensate for the lonely and empty nights.
“Hubby, look at the two of us, we are like the cowherd and the weaver, we can only be reunited at a certain time, and after that we have to be separated again for a long time.”
Connie Tinkle grumbled beside him the night before Kensuke left last month.
“Well, I’m going to love you all night today.”
With a light kiss on her forehead, Kensuke pushed his rod into her.
“Next time I go home, maybe I can’t do it again.”
Her husband’s hand caressed the slightly bulging belly, lovingly kissing every inch of it like a flawless work of art.
Although Connie Tinkle has actually reached the forty mark, her skin is still as white and delicate as a young girl’s, and her figure is so exquisite that she is always greeted with envious looks of admiration from men in the office or on the street.
The thought of Kensuke’s embrace and the men’s stares actually made a little itch under her belly.
Connie Tinkle stole a glance at her daughter and forced herself to resist the urge to move her hand between her legs.
She began masturbating over the course of the year and seemed to have a harder time stopping when she got pregnant.
Connie Tinkle never expected to get pregnant again after years of marriage.
More than half a year ago, Jianfu returned home that afternoon, Ui Ying is still in school, he went home early to meet.
The couple kissed on the living room couch, the overflow of lust stained the couch, leaving a large water stain, and the sexual desire that had been imprisoned for three whole months was released like a volcanic eruption.
In the excitement, she forgot that she did not take birth control measures, allowing her husband to pour semen into the depths of the honey hole, the result is that “no coincidence”, and so “won the lottery”.
Connie Tinkle thought back to her marriage and how she had to calculate the date before she was pregnant with her precious daughter, Wei-Ying.
“I don’t want to be an advanced maternal age…get rid of the baby, okay?” She demanded to Kensuke over the phone several times after the pregnancy was confirmed, “Wei-Ying will be unhappy too.
She’s always been an only child…””Just have more children!” Kensuke always wanted another son, so he rebuffed her offer.
The conical pain of a woman giving birth is unimaginable to men; and thinking of the teasing ambiguous smiles of friends, family, and coworkers, Connie Tinkle couldn’t help but be filled with burning hotness, and a numb and itchy sensation came from the sensitive part of her lower body again.
She saw that Wei Ying was lost in thought watching the TV, so her fingers crept into her loose sweat pants and lingered to tickle her private parts.
Perhaps the need is even stronger because of the pregnancy.
Lately every night she has been masturbating in the dead of night.
At first it was just a quiet caressing of the body, letting the throbbing of the pussy and the tips of the breasts travel throughout the body, and then she would begin to fantasize about the passionate memories she had with her husband.
“Mom, do you want some fruit? I’ll eat first!” Wei Ying shouted from the kitchen.
“You go ahead and eat! I’ll be there in a minute.”
She returned, pulling the bench over to sit facing the yard.
In the misty courtyard, a few roses swayed in the storm.
“Okay, no rush, I’m coming…” said Connie Tinkle darkly, lifting the wet panties and working her way down to her clit.
Her fingertips rested on the swollen pearl and the familiar sensation came swiftly.
Kensuke was the only one in her heart, and she never imagined making love to another man.
Recently, however, when I masturbate, my husband’s face is blurring, and instead I imagine movie stars or men around me.
She concentrated her mind on feeling the pleasure of the pearl’s most sensitive spot, the flesh of her honey pussy gradually stirring, lewd water gushing out to wet her fingertips as if begging them to hurry up and enter.
“Wait…it’s not your turn yet…” fantasized Connie Tinkle, still accumulating excitement and eroticism and horny men.
She guided her body patiently, her fingertips continuing to be busy in the sensitive pearls.
“What happens when you have sex with other men? Would the thickness and length be different?” Connie Tinkle thought, placing a finger into her pussy, skillfully circling the inside, then slamming it in some more, and the walls of flesh sucked the finger tightly.
“One finger only…don’t be greedy…” she reminded herself, and stopped going deeper, her thumb busy soothing the small nub that itched through her heart.
“You misbehaving children…” twirled Connie Tinkle’s fingers in her honey hole, sending a series of convulsive shivers through her body.
“I’m the only one who knows how to get comfortable…” her rapidly flipping fingers stimulated the sensitive buds of flesh with dexterous motions, light and heavy, the still sitting figure having the appearance of a perfect statue.
She closed her eyes, a light sweat breaking out on the corners of her forehead as the tide of lust surged and rose inside her.
In the blink of an eye, the lewd water flowed wetly between her legs.
This time the pleasurable sensations came quickly, and the sexual fantasies excited her, especially the faces that didn’t look like her husband’s… “Would the other men be as gentle as Kensuke? Maybe they’d be rough and hard, or shove their hot rods into their honey holes without mercy…” In the midst of her oblivious reverie, Connie Tinkle felt as if she could hear Ui-Ying opening the door and welcoming someone in.
She withdrew her wet fingers in horror and realized that she was wet between her legs.
“Whew…good thing I made it in time for dinner…” his nephew, Rong Jingxi, came in with a grin as he was soaked from the rain.
“We just finished eating and thought you wouldn’t come.”
Azure replied for her mother.
“Ugh! In this weather you’re still…” said Connie Tinkle, remembering that tonight Jingxi had to tutor her daughter in math.
“The storm is so heavy, why do you need to rush here? Change out of your wet clothes, don’t catch a cold!” “Take off your shoes first! Look at you stepping on the water.”
Azure yelled.
Jingxi took off his shoes and socks with care and let his aunt and cousin push him into the bathroom.
“Throw all your wet clothes in the washing machine…I’ll go find your aunt and uncle’s clothes for you.”
Connie Tinkle commanded, realizing that the boy was already a cut above.
The manly scent and lean muscles emanating from her caused ripples in her heart, and her body actually swooned a little.
It was only while rummaging through the bedroom for clothes that I woke up to wet marks from masturbation on the outside of my lower sweatpants.
She hurriedly changed into a one-piece nightgown and hid her wet panties.
Connie Tinkle picked out a sweatshirt, grabbed a towel, and walked over to the bathroom door and knocked gently.
When Jingxi opened the door and stuck out her upper body, she was a little shy.
“Remember to blow dry your hair before you come out to dinner before you catch a cold.”
Connie Tinkle averted her gaze from her nephew’s naked chest, whispered and hurried away.
Ui Ying is in the kitchen heating up the leftovers in the microwave.
She hummed a song softly, having taken over most of the chores since learning her mother was pregnant.
She didn’t care if she wanted a brother or sister in the future, she just knew that her parents had always had a good relationship, and that if her father was home, voices came out of her bedroom at night.
Even when her mother’s face was grave as she discussed the problem of advanced maternal age with her aunt and uncle, she didn’t think it was so serious, only that it was good to have an extra person in the family, especially on such a windy and rainy night.
She liked Cousin Jingxi, always civil and polite.
Handsome when he smiles, cool when he doesn’t, and his only flaw is that he loves to act like an adult.
Wei-Ying brought the meal to the table and sat down at the table to wait.
She had always been a good girl and loved by the elders of her family, so she asked her uncle for permission to let her cousin be her tutor.
Jingxi was a hundred times more reluctant at first; he was a sophomore and didn’t want to hang out with high school girls anymore.
In fact, the two families have frequent exchanges and live not far from each other, coupled with each only son and daughter, so the two have been playmates since childhood.
She did love Jingxi and had given him her first night one night three months ago.
Connie Tinkle was working late that day and called to confide that she wouldn’t be home until after ten.
The cousins came together to look at their homework and then somehow became entangled in a panting hush.
She was so nervous then that her teeth chattered, and it was only when Jingxi slipped her tongue into her mouth that she realized what was happening.
The thick rod pumped back and forth inside her, giving her new and strange pleasures she had never known before.
In that instant she transformed from girl to woman.
She used to think she was the last virgin among her classmates, and could only shy away when she heard others recounting their lovemaking with their boyfriends.
But from that day on, she would also listen on the sidelines, blushing, to what others were sharing, and came to the conclusion that Jingxi’s rod was sort of longer than any of her classmates’ boyfriends, and almost as long as her father’s.
She had peeked in on her husband and mother’s lovemaking a few times, and although she hadn’t looked hard enough, she was close.
Her father would use odd sexual positions, and Jingxi learned them quite quickly.
Since having a cousin, Wei Ying’s mood has become marvelous: does Jing Xi consider herself a girlfriend or a cousin? Can cousins fall in love? How would her parents feel about it? Will they still love their beloved daughter when they realize she is no longer a virgin? Youth is so confusing. One minute you feel like a beloved child with a bright future waiting for you; the next you realize that even though you are still young, you have to face all the unknowns on your own.
Jingxi put on his gym clothes and thought back to his aunt’s different look just now, did she know about his affair with Wei Ying? It was a random accident, he never thought he would do that with her.
Azure was like a sister, if not closer: she had slept in her crib and played with her collection of toys; the two had laughed together and now they were walking into forbidden sex together, which made him feel deeply guilty.
If he was found guilty of this heinous crime, he would probably be banished from the house! There are some underwear in the washing machine.
Jingxi knew that the panties with white lace and embroidered with little pink bows were worn by Azure Ying.
He liked this one, and it would give him the exhilaration of unwrapping a present as he slipped it off between Azure’s trembling legs.
Fumbling around, he accidentally found Connie Tinkle’s dark red panties.
He picked it up and looked at the wispy red silk plaid in his hand, with only half a handful of ribbons sewn between his legs.
His heart was pounding as he imagined his aunt wearing a dress that only covered her pussy and posterior asshole, with some of her pubic hair and groin exposed.
Looking again at the wispy red plaid silk threads, several fine soft pubic hairs remained.
Squeezing those hairs, Jingxi thought fondly, his prick swelling instantly inside his pantyless sweatpants.
The sexy panties reminded him of the many times he had gazed hungrily at his aunt’s exquisite body as a teenager.
An unintentional hug is enough to make him DIY several times afterward.
Turn to the back and you see a stain.
The darker colored parts were obviously water stains from a second flood attached after the slime had dried.
At this moment, Jingxi can no longer restrain the lustful evil thoughts, rolled up the dark red piece of cloth, stuffed between the legs, swollen rod has been waiting for a long time.
He wrapped the stained one around the front of the rod, and the satin quickly soaked up the oozing goo, bonding it to the original stain.
The old and new slime rubbed together against the full crown of flesh, and the pleasure was like nothing he had ever experienced before.
“Auntie’s warm petals, pressed against the satin cloth, over and over again… Lustful water gurgled out from the depths of her nectar, wetting the entire bush…” Lascivious imagery floated around in her mind, and the blood-engorged body of the rod doubled in size as it swelled between Jingxi’s rapidly moving fingers.
“Exchanging bodily fluids and fusing with his aunt between these little pieces of cloth…” the more he thought about it, the more aroused he became, so he closed his eyes and let his imagination continue to race.
“Auntie’s body in her sexy nightgown… underneath her noble and dignified face, she has a wet honey hole that craves penetration by a rod…” he added his other hand, helping to tug and push the red panties wrapped around his rod tightly, causing the pleasure of the rubbing to intensify dramatically.
“Ahh…” as the pleasure built up in the satin friction, Jingxi ejaculated streams of thick, hot cum that stained the entire pair of panties and her own palm.
He wiped the cum from his hand with his underwear and leaned weakly against the wall to catch his breath, mentally surprised by the sudden rush of high arousal.
Especially unexpected was his own yearning for his aunt’s naked body, and his teenage lust rekindled.
“Cousin, have you finished washing? The food is getting cold!” Wei Ying’s urging voice woke Jing Xi up from his obscene fantasies.
“Will this cause a pregnancy?” Armin pondered suspiciously as he tossed his underwear into the washing machine.
Theoretically it was unlikely, but if there was a particularly tenacious sperm that attached itself to Auntie’s or Azure’s panties and burrowed into the nectar… “Are you done washing or not?” Azure called out again.
“Almost done.”
Jingxi responded, dropping the panties in her hands and deliberately wrapping them with her own underwear.
The wind and rain outside the house seemed to swallow the whole earth, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were shaking “ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch”.
Television reporters battled through the storm, exaggerating the widening disaster, while running lights punched out areas where there would be no work or classes tomorrow.
Jingxi absentmindedly ate her meal in the company of Weiying; at the other end of the living room, Connie Tinkle had just finished talking to Kensuke, who was concerned about the state of the family, and was now talking to Jingxi’s mother on the phone.
The two speak first about letting Jingxi stay over and stay here tonight, and then about household chores.
Wei-Ying quietly squeezed JingXi’s arm, and he returned a knowing smile, his gaze drifting inexorably to the living room: connie tinkle frowned slightly, listening intently to the voice coming from the other end of the phone.
She had always been skillful and understanding, and on her beautiful, elegant face was a look of sincere concern.
The delicate beauty of the lips slightly opened, coldly spitting out a series of laughter and words.
Pale pink one-piece pajama maternity dress embroidered with an obese baby.
To stretch her bulging belly, she leaned over the back of the chair and gently stroked her other hand over her abdomen.
The mature flavor between her eyebrows made Jingxi’s heart beat wildly.
“I wish I could touch my aunt’s belly.”
He thought to himself.
Connie Tinkle’s plump white body reclined lazily, her ample breasts rising and falling slowly through her nightgown.
“Auntie shouldn’t be wearing a bra, right?” Jingxi speculated, because above the drawing, the tips of her breasts were clearly protruding, creating two dark shadows.
“I wish she was my mother!” He sighed inwardly.
The aunt in her eyes seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious maternal light, and her sweet, holy comportment was breathtakingly beautiful.
Since the two families had shared the care of their children since they were young, Jingxi remembered cuddling in her aunt’s arms more than her own mother’s.
There was a perpetual aroma of adoration from my aunt, always more motherly feelings, and my real mother really paled in comparison.
With that thought in mind, Jingxi’s eyes begin to search Connie Tinkle’s lower body, “Could it be another, more glamorous pair of panties?” Connie Tinkle shifted her body and switched to the other handheld microphone.
Lately her calves have been especially prone to soreness in order to support her body weight.
She bent down to rub it just in time to meet Jingxi’s burning eyes.
“What a boy!” She snapped, looking down and realizing that her ample breasts were exposed by the loose neckline to Jingxi’s line of sight.
Surprisingly, a burst of joy welled up in his heart, “The boy has grown up after all!” The child he had spoiled and loved had become a man, and his appearance was even more handsome than his brother’s when he was young.
Connie Tinkle hastily averted her eyes to avoid meeting those fiery eyes.
Suddenly, he remembered that what his nephew was wearing was exactly what Kensuke had worn the last time he had made love to himself.
Her mind wandered, the same eyes, the similar body, the overlapping figures of men blurring in her mind.
She deliberately maintained this position, feeling the sight burning into her breasts, the tips of which couldn’t help but harden.
“Like my body? Look as much as you like!” The air exchanged such obscene silent messages… “I’m going to put away the dishes.”
Uiying slapped Jingxi hard on the shoulder.
“Come to my room at night and I’ll tell you all about it.”
As she gathered up the tabletop, she added in a low voice.
After washing the dishes and preparing Jingxi’s bed, Weiying returned to the living room to sit with his mother and cousin, watching the news flash to make sure his family was on typhoon vacation tomorrow.
“It’s so cozy! If only Daddy were home too.
But it’s not bad to have Cousin Jingxi here.”
Satisfied, Azure yelled, “Cousin Jingxi looks so weird in Dad’s clothes!” The comment caused Connie Tinkle’s heart to jolt again.
There were spare candles and flashlights on the table, as well as in each room, and of course the snacks that Wei Ying had enthusiastically carried out.
The storm that raged relentlessly outside the house made the hearts of the three people inside close together.
Watching the images on TV of streams surging, transportation being disrupted, earth and rock flows declaring in the mountains, and water in some parts of the city, Wei Ying said, “Luckily, I have my cousin.
He’s a boy, he can protect us.”
Her hands clasped her mother’s and her cousin’s hands respectively, and the warmth of Jingxi’s palms especially made her feel secure.
The three talk about typhoons, trivia at home and school.
With Azure Ying sitting in the center, Jingxi no longer felt awkward, but somehow just didn’t quite dare to meet Connie Tinkle’s eyes.
Suddenly, the yard issued a “chirp!” A loud sound, startled the three people.
Jingxi got up and glanced out the window as if it were nothing.
The trellis in the yard was blown over by the wind.”
Connie Tinkle’s heart immediately clenched into a ball, thinking, “Don’t crush those rose bushes!” As she hesitated to go over and take a look, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Wei Ying joyfully welcoming Jing Xi to her side, a pair of small hands naturally resting on his leg.
The wind was blowing outside the house and she was panicking inside.
“It can’t be that, can it?” Connie Tinkle demanded of herself to exorcise such a conjecture.
The two had played together since they were young, and had even taken baths together, so it was only natural that they would be more intimate as they grew up.
But the way Jingxi looked at herself at the dinner table just now was not at all like a child.
“He’s nineteen already, isn’t he? Time flies!” Connie Tinkle thought darkly, “This kid is handsome, so maybe he has had a girlfriend and is not even a virgin anymore.”
Thinking of this, her cheeks flushed crimson and she looked down to sneak a glance at Jingxi’s lower body, and was surprised to find that there was already a bulging mass there.
She only felt her mind confused with spring thoughts, and warm sensations rushed up from the depths of her nectar.
“Mom’s belly is moving again, let me feel it.”
A slightly squirming abdomen caught Azure’s attention.
She had always been curious about pregnancy, it was probably in a woman’s nature! She caressed her abdomen in admiration, listening with her ears to the sounds within it.
“The little baby is really moving miles! And there are sounds.”
Wei Ying yelled excitedly, “Cousin come and listen too, you go to that end.”
Connie Tinkle shifted her body, unable to tell if it was the baby in her belly or the stirring of her honey hole, only to feel her whole body go limp.
When he tried to speak up to stop it, Jingxi blushed and ambled to her stomach.
The cousins lay head to head with their sideways ears on Connie Tinkle’s pregnant belly.
“Feel, it’s here…is it there? It moved just now.”
Azure guides Jingxi’s hand, stroking it over her mother’s stomach.
Two warm hands triggered a tidal wave in Connie Tinkle’s honey hole as they traveled to the small of her back.
It didn’t take much for the dampness to build up between his legs.
She held back a moan as she felt the gentle caress of her hand.
On this stormy early fall night, her body was hot and flushed, her armpits and breasts were sweating, and she could smell the sweet and sour odor emanating from herself.
The only sound Jingxi heard in her ears was her own “rumbling” heartbeat, and she greedily sniffed her aunt’s scent.
Azure’s voice rang faintly in his ears, and he just let her guide the exploration.
A stronger odor drew him to the underside of his aunt’s belly.
In a trance, my aunt’s hands were placed on each of their faces, as if she were hugging two children as an hour.
Jingxi turned her face to face Connie Tinkle’s springy face.
The fiery eyes burned into each other, as if bound by invisible threads, fixing the rendezvous at the hottest point.
Lust, love, admiration…unaccountable emotions are exchanged without words.
“Ch-ching!” The lights abruptly went out, and the obscenity still lingered in the darkness of the night.
“The power is out!” Wei Ying hugged her mother tightly, making it more and more alarming in this stormy night.
Connie Tinkle felt her two children hugging her into a ball and murmured, “Don’t be afraid…it’s just a blackout…” as she embraced her beloved children as if they were everything in her life.
She sat up slightly, letting the hand that always rested in the small of her back move down even further.
In the darkness, the hand slipped silently between her legs, exploring her nectar through the thin fabric… The power was not restored, so Jingxi blew out the bedside candles and tiptoed out of her room, the faint candlelight coming from her aunt’s and Wei Ying’s rooms flickering in the hallway.
He slept in the study, next to his aunt’s bedroom, and Wei Ying’s room was further down the hall.
Through the hidden door of the room, voices could be faintly heard in the aunt’s room.
Jingxi hesitated for half a day and tried to push the door in several times.
He wasn’t sure what to do, maybe he just wanted to crouch in his aunt’s arms, smell her body odor, touch the light hair, get close to the kind face, suck on the plump, soft breasts, fingertips tweaking the wet, slippery nectar as he had done a moment ago, and letting her thin gasps echo in his ears.
Jingxi didn’t end up pushing that door open, and was hesitantly approaching another door when she was pulled into the room before she could reach it.
Azure Ying laughed softly and tugged him into the room, saying, “You’re very strange today!” She changed into her beloved aqua blue pajamas, with a lacey heart-shaped collar that outlined a line of cleavage on her white chest, and a black mole that was obvious.
A stranded gold necklace hung from her pink neck, dangling above a dark mole and presenting an exclamation point that would make people praise her.
“Don’t pretend! You’ve been peeking at mom today and I’ve seen it all.”
Wei Ying lightly pressed her hands against Jing Xi’s chest, pressing him against the door of the room, half squinting her eyes and flashing a mischievous grin; this was the usual expression she had used since she was a child to tease him.
“You peeked at mom’s boobs, oh~ I’m going to tell her.”
“No, that was accidentally seen while listening to her on the phone.”
Jingxi hurriedly explained, but felt Wei Ying’s beautiful breasts rubbing against his chest through the thin shirt, the tips slowly hardening under the friction.
He suddenly apologized to Wei Ying and lowered his head to kiss her forehead.
Wei Ying rolled her eyes and smiled, letting go and backing away to two or three paces away.
It was the first time this nightgown had been worn to Jingxi, and the light blue skirt fluttered in the candlelight.
“Is this nightgown pretty?” She asked.
The dancing figure was like another dancing flame in the fluttering candlelight.
The flowing and moving hair playfully hangs lightly on the shoulders, a pair of deep and soulful eyes under the beautiful eyebrows, straight nose looks noble and elegant, beautiful and tender lips slightly open, with a shy smile.
Jingxi welcomed him forward, hugging the passionate flame in front of him tightly into his arms, his crotch’s firm rod resting against his waistline.
He branded deep kisses deeply on the burning red lips, lips and tongue mingling fervently, and love just melted the two beating hearts in the flow.
Wei Ying left Jing Xi’s lips with a mesmerized expression.
She wrapped her arms around Jingxi’s body and buried her head in her strong chest.
“Really, you’re hard there again.”
She pouted.
Jingxi didn’t say anything, just replied with a tight hug instead.
“It’s not like they called you here to necessarily talk to you…and you’re not going to talk to them for a while?” “Didn’t I already talk all night in the living room?” Jingxi said suspiciously.
“That there? You just sit in your chair and live like a dork.”
Azure beamed, gamely pushing Jingxi away to sit on the edge of the cot.
Suddenly, she smiled, pulled open the drawer of the short cabinet next to the bed, took out a small paper bag and raised it in her hand, saying, “Look! It’s new!” Jingxi was used to her cousin’s mood swings.
The two sat side by side on the bed, unwrapping the paper packets, just like when they had new toys when they were little, and Wei Ying always waited until her cousin came over to unwrap them and play with them together.
Inside the brightly wrapped paper bag was, after all, an orange, oily condom, still rolled up in a circle.
The cousins had only done this three times before and had discussed this aspect with each other.
But Jingxi wasn’t thick-skinned enough to walk into a drugstore and ask for it.
He also always wondered why, after a few runs, it was always a female clerk sitting at the register. “I asked a classmate to help me buy a whole box.”
Azure Ying said excitedly.
Jingxi picked up a condom and fumbled with it in his palm, wondering if he should take it out of his pocket: he’d asked a friend privately for two, too, and had unwrapped one in the bathroom last night to try it on.
“Take off your pants and I’ll put them on for you.”
Azure urged.
Jingxi took off his full body clothes, and there was still a slightly fishy odor left on his rod: it was left over from the jerking off earlier.
He sat naked on the edge of the bed, watching the little girl intently pushing on how to put on the condom, and had a strange feeling in his heart: everything he saw in his eyes became distorted, and even Wei Ying was no longer familiar.
What started out as an exciting game is now closer to the erotic world of real adults.
“Cousin has a beautiful rod.”
Wei Ying heartily marveled, holding the firm, thick rod, which throbbed like it was alive in her small, white hand.
She shuddered slightly and put the condom over her rod.
“It’s so slippery! The condom seems a little tight, will it hurt?” Holding the hot rod in both hands and putting on an unnaturally nervous smile, Wei Ying stretched the curled plastic ring down the rod until it was fully extended.
“Wear it.”
Suddenly, Wei Ying didn’t dare to raise her head to look directly at Jingxi, and the huge rod underneath seemed to be wearing a shiny coat.
A strange atmosphere condensed in the room: it was no longer a game between children.
In order to escape the sanctions of the adult world, they must obey certain rules.
In a moment of speechlessness, Wei Ying stood up and slowly undid the twisted buttons on the front of her pajama top with her back to Jing Xi.
Goosebumps flooded her exposed thighs outside her pajamas.
After removing the nightgown, the slim naked back and buttocks covered in aqua blue lace panties became visible.
She bent over and took turns lifting her legs and sliding her panties down.
It wasn’t until Wei Ying turned around again, revealing her seductive body, that Jing Xi was able to get rid of the guilt of being confronted by a childish girl.
Her shy face had an overage winking look, and in the flickering candlelight, she was as beautiful as a spirit in the darkness of the night.
Bowls of slender breasts loomed large on her chest, her white, white belly stretched into a perfectly rounded curve at her pubic bone, and a tuft of downy hair was sandwiched between her long, slender legs.
Azure moved to the inside of the bed, flicking her hand through the hair at the back of her head and laying down softly.
A pair of watery, soulful eyes gazed straight at Jingxi.
Looking at the white and flawless attractive jade body in front of him, his heartbeat accelerated, his palms sweating, finally said: “Wei Ying… you… you’re so beautiful…” Wei Ying did not say anything, but only moved her body towards Jing Xi, like a wordless invitation, and in her eyes The blushing love in her eyes melted one’s heart.
Jingxi lay down next to Weiying, pressing against each other on the tiny single bed.
The lower rod trembled as it rested on Wei Ying’s leg, his hands gently caressing over the slender peppery breasts.
The two had their faces pressed together, as they had leaned against a pillow and whispered as young children.
When Jingxi’s hand moved between her legs, Wei Ying smiled even sweeter, her eyes misty.
The fresh petals opened quietly, and a hot stream of water gushed out.
She clenched her legs and couldn’t help but gasp out of her mouth, “Cousin…” Jingxi lifted her body and pressed her hardened rod against the mouth of her honey hole, saying, “Wei Ying, it’s coming!” “Mmm…” replied Wei Ying, nodding her head and moving her body, waiting for the rod to enter.
On this typhoon night, the cousins are eager to walk into the depths of lust.
The wind howled violently outside the window, and Connie Tinkle, out of her mother’s keen sense of perception, awoke abruptly from her dream.
“Isn’t Wei Ying asleep yet?” She walked to the door of her daughter’s room and heard slurred words coming from inside.
Pushing open a line of doorway, “Ah!” Connie Tinkle lightly exclaimed, stood blankly behind the door, mouth agape: under the dim candlelight, Jingxi, who was barely a youth, and Weiying, who was still a young girl, were tossing and turning on the bed, with the two youthful bodies of flesh entangled in the nakedness.
“Wei Ying, is this good?” Jingxi knelt on the bed, placed her two snow-white thighs on her shoulders, rubbed her hands on her breasts, and her lower body was like a pile-driver, sending his rod into Weiying.
“This… this… is so… so comfortable… Cousin is so good…” cloaked Azure Ying, her face filled with a mesmerized look.
The pink buds on her chest protruded high in Jingxi’s hands, her entire body covered in beads of sweat, her hips twisting and turning, her hands gripping the sheets, gripping them tighter as she delved deeper and deeper each time.
“Cousin…I…I love you so much…” she panted.
Outside the door, Connie Tinkle gripped the handle tersely, her eyes misting up, her mind spinning in a hundred directions.
On this stormy night, nothing is quite real.
The crying Azure Ying in front of her was like herself when she was young.
“Uh…ha…oh…ah…” whispered Azure’s gasp, blurring further and further into the roaring wind.
Jingxi’s large, sweat-drenched back was oiled by the candlelight, and he panted heavily for ware as he continued his pumping motion.
“Cousin… you… you’re tired… switch… switch to me…” said Azure Ying heartily, wiping the sweat off her cousin’s forehead.
When Jingxi raised her body, Connie Tinkle looked at her beloved daughter’s marvelous body, as well as the wet and dripping nectar between her legs, and couldn’t help but sigh, “This girl has really grown up.”
Azure sat on Jingxi’s lap, holding the rod and slowly shoving it into her honey hole.
When she first entered, she frowned slightly.
But when the rod was swallowed whole, the look dissolved into a satisfied smile.
“Whew…” gasped Wei Ying with a smile, “Cousin’s rod is so big… it’s pushing up into his stomach…” after saying that, she arched her back and rode on top of Jingxi, and began to rise up and down up and down.
Leaning forward and lifting her ass just enough for Connie Tinkle, who was hiding outside the door, to see the rod and the red pussy tangled together.
Upon further inspection by candlelight, the rod was covered with a wet plastic film.
“These two kids!” Connie Tinkle blushed slightly and spat lightly, letting go of the boulder hanging high in her heart.
She couldn’t help but let out a gasp even as she looked at the rod that was churning in her daughter’s nectar, “That boy Jingxi has a really big one there.”
Then he cherished his daughter, “Playing so crazy, you must cry out in pain tomorrow.”
At her mother’s concern, Wei Ying’s body bounced violently several times, her breasts bobbing up and down in waves.
After a gasp of “Oooh~”, she went limp on top of her cousin, her love juices slowly flowing out and wetting both of their lower bodies.
“Cousin… you’re so nice…” smiled Wei Ying.
Jingxi didn’t answer, just took her underneath her and laid her on her back, but the rod never withdrew.
He patiently brushed Azure’s hair, tenderly stroked her cheeks, wiped away her sweat, and then placed a gentle kiss on the corner of her forehead.
Such a compassionate gesture captured the hearts of both mother and daughter inside and outside the door.
“This child Jingxi is so good to Weiying.”
Connie Tinkle fought back the tears that were threatening to flow and thought, “Just let them go! Why stop it?” Dragging herself back to her bedroom with a weak step, her mind was in turmoil.
She didn’t know how to do think about this night’s events, all until the storm had passed! Jingxi’s swollen rod was still resting in her honey hole, the walls of her flesh still sucking and attaching to it.
He so wanted to do it again, but finally held back and thought, “Let Wei Ying rest!” Candlelight reflected Wei Ying’s slightly open red lips, panting, this is the first time Jing Xi saw his cousin who has been together since childhood have such a moving flavor.
Pitying that she couldn’t catch her breath, he only kissed the base of her ear lightly, adding a few shades of scarlet to Azure’s cheeks.
“Cousin… you’re still hard there…” Wei Ying’s face burned from being licked, and the rod deep in her honey pussy was throbbing restlessly.
“Mmm…” Jingxi pecked the reddened earlobe fondly, his body still gently pressed against Wei Ying’s body without moving.
“Stinky cousin, I want to be comfortable…” Wei Ying twisted her body in a petulant manner, and then she let out an “oooh…” as she was stirred by the meat stick, narrowed her eyes, and broke into a sweet smile.
Jingxi’s mouth was dry from this high flame of desire, but he still put his words in front of him, “Don’t be like last time, it didn’t take long for you to cry in pain and say that you’re not allowed to do it again.”
“That was last time.
It’s only her second time, of course it hurts.
Wasn’t everything fine last time?” Unconvinced, Wei Ying lifted her fingers and counted them up.
“Don’t worry, today will be better.”
Jingxi looked up confidently.
There was some nervousness, rawness, and shyness the first few times, but today it was quite natural and lasted much longer.
“I won’t push too hard.”
He spoke warmly and reassuringly.
Before, when she was launching, she would always ram it so hard that it made the area around her pussy red and swollen, making it difficult for her to walk for a few days afterward.
“Mmm…” answered Wei Ying, delivering her body to him completely.
Jingxi slowly pumped his rod, sending ripples of pleasure rushing through his honey hole.
The ripples turned into waves as they moved more rapidly, washing the two young men into sexual pleasure.
“Wei-Ying…your pussy…is awesome…” quipped Jing-Xi.
“Cousin…I…I’m…so…so comfortable…oh~~,” Azure gasped in response, her slender body flushed pink.
On a stormy typhoon night, she and her close cousin savor sex with impunity, reveling in the depths of their desire.
She let go completely, a murmur escaping her mouth as she let the giant rod pound and pound, churning the depths of her pussy.
The waves of passion lapped at the two youthful bodies, gradually expanding into a wild wave that drowned out reason.
The walls of Ui Ying’s slippery flesh contracted sharply, wrapping around Jingxi’s hardening rod.
“Oooh…oh~~” she let out a soft grunt, and strands of warm, hot lewd water ran outward from the depths of her pussy, spilling onto Jingxi’s huge, erect rod.
His mind had gone blank, all that was left was the feeling of dizziness as the white, cloudy semen poured out in synchronization.
Outside the house the wind howled destructively, and inside the haunted candlelight flickered on the cousins indulging in forbidden love.
Connie Tinkle woke up at the crack of dawn, partly due to her frequent urination after pregnancy.
The wind and rain outside the house had not yet stopped, but inside the house was silent, as if there had been no commotion.
She had not slept well, and was surprised and exasperated to see two children exploring their sexuality in a raw way, but she was touched by a leap of enthusiasm.
For a moment, she drew back from her own raging lust and her mind flooded with clarity; last night was the first time in a long time that she hadn’t masturbated.
Connie Tinkle walked along the corridor towards the restroom, when she passed by the door of her daughter’s room, she probed and looked, the candle had long been burned out, and Wei Ying was sleeping soundly! She gently closed the door behind her and, after using the restroom, returned to the chair next to the floor-to-ceiling window in her room and sat down.
The roses along the wall still looked dark and Connie Tinkle waited patiently for dawn, hoping in her heart that the roses would survive the storm.
If it truly represents love, the clumps in front of you might represent passion and love that burns to the end.
What was used to nourish and nurture was the youth that had been possessed, I guess! She stroked her rumbling belly and felt another little life fluttering here and there.
How marvelous it is! It will grow up in the care of its parents, learning all that the world has to offer, enjoying the novelty and the joy that youth affords.
Until he reaches middle age, lust will become a stinging monster that will devour a man without realizing it.
At that moment the sound of tiny footsteps sounded behind her, and the sound of a glass of water moving.
She did not look back to check, continuing to revel in her mother’s joy and irenic thoughts.
Jingxi woke up from a miscellaneous dream, the storm was still there but had turned much smaller.
The sweetness of last night haunted him, and it was as if the fragrance of Ui Ying still lingered on his body.
He thought about getting up and drinking a glass of water before going back to bed until he saw his aunt sitting quietly by the window.
She was so serene and focused, enveloped in a maternal glow.
Her hands rested serenely on her belly, her gaze gazing mysteriously somewhere, an idle smile at the corners of her mouth, a soft glow running through her hair and face.
“Auntie…” said Jingxi as she approached quietly, afraid to disturb the peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.
“Jingxi, you can’t sleep either? Come over and keep auntie company, see if the roses have been blown, I’ve been hanging on to them all night!” Connie Tinkle did not turn around and said calmly.
With a slight sourness in his heart, and with reverence, as if he were a child, Jingxi walked over to Connie Tinkle and sat down, burying his head in her arms.
“Auntie, Wei Ying and I…it’s my fault.”
He had the urge to return to his aunt’s arms and confide everything, as if he had done something wrong as an hour and preferred to be gently chastised by his aunt for a few moments.
“I know.
You’re all good kids. You’re all grown up.
It’s Auntie’s fault.
Women just can’t control their bodies sometimes…my bad.”
Connie Tinkle gently mooshed the slightest bit of Jingxi’s hair in her arms, her tone flat, as if she were recounting someone else’s business, as if last night’s storm hadn’t left a trace in her heart.
The aunt and nephew sat snuggled up on the bed in their room.
In Jingxi’s eyes, his aunt’s mesmerized eyes were soulful and charming, like a bottomless pool of deep water, pregnant with endless love and warmth.
Her hand then comfortably pressed against his cheek, her bulging belly rising and falling slightly.
This was how a woman nurtured new life! He rubbed his cheek against Connie Tinkle’s belly, listening to the rhythms conveyed by the little one and the familiar scent coming from between his legs, making him spellbound.
“Auntie, I like you…” murmured Jingxi in a daze.
“You child, your aunt is pregnant and can’t help you fooling around like this.”
Connie Tinkle pressed down on Jingxi’s downward exploring head, but her face burned too.
“Auntie, I like you…so much…” said Jingxi with a distended, resigned face, her hand restlessly stroking the back of Connie Tinkle’s belly.
A wave of humiliated anger surged up to her chest, Connie Tinkle pushed Jingxi away and struggled to stand up and scolded, “You like women’s bodies? Is it better if it’s your aunt? Do you see if your aunt still looks like a woman now?” She reached out to pull off the wide one-piece nightgown on her body and growled, “You like women’s bodies, right? I’ll let you see my aunt’s body…” Before she finished her sentence, tears streamed down her face, and her emotions erupted in a smooth flow over the past few months.
Flustered and unsure of what to do, Jingxi is greeted by Connie Tinkle crying and falling into her arms.
Connie Tinkle cried out all the misery in her heart. No one, including her husband who was far away and her daughter who was with her all the time, could understand her loneliness and fear during this period of time.
Husband away from home, daughter grown up, their own old age, middle-aged pregnancy physical and psychological discomfort, all the aggression and loneliness suffered for a long time, in this moment a complete release.
Last night she was aroused by her young nephew, and as she calmed down and decided to be a good mother, she was faced with another tease.
“Why does this all happen when you’re at your most bloated and embarrassed? Why can’t life go back to the way it was? How innocent it was then!” Connie Tinkle sobbed, asking herself mournfully.
“Auntie…I’m sorry…” said Jingxi, wrapping her arms around her back.
At this point in his life, his aunt was a fragile woman, only just above his own shoulders in height, and the faint scent of her hair mesmerized him.
Looking at the sobbing Connie Tinkle, Jingxi blurted out, “Auntie, I really love you.
Been in love with you since I was a kid.”
The sobbing in his arms gradually ceased.
“You…you’ve really been in love with your aunt since you were a child?” Connie Tinkle let out a thin, mosquito-like whisper.
Jingxi tightly embraced the plump woman in his arms and firmly spoke the words that had been buried for many years, ”I…I’ve always wanted to be able to hold Auntie like this someday.
At night I think about my aunt fighting…” he didn’t dare to say more.
“Jerking off, huh?” Connie Tinkle interjected, lightly malleting her nephew’s majestic chest.
Jingxi’s excited shoulders made her heart beat rapidly as well.
She clung to Jingxi’s chest, arching her head like a young girl to wipe away stray teardrops, the scent of the young man making her reluctant to leave.
“Give the boy a break!” Connie Tinkle said mentally.
Perhaps the only person in the world who still loves her is Jingxi, and if she misses this time, her remaining youth will be farther away, and how long will her body be able to be beautiful? How many years have not heard a man say “I love you” to himself, not to mention that the one who said these intoxicating words is his favorite nephew.
“Just give the boy this once so he’ll always remember.”
Connie Tinkle’s body and mind echoed in unison and spoke, “Want your aunt to jerk you off? Or make love to you?” Jingxi couldn’t believe what she was hearing, the female body in her arms was so warm and hot that it seemed to be merging into her own, and her lower rod couldn’t help but firm up against Connie Tinkle’s bulging belly.
“Aunt…” he wanted to say.
“Little pervert, you did it with Wei Ying last night and now you want it again.”
Connie Tinkle broke away from Jingxi’s embrace, her eyes moving to the straightened lower body inside his pants, slowly raising her head, a pouty smile spreading across her tear-stained face.
“Auntie will do it with you for once!” Connie Tinkle bit her lower lip, her face swirling with spring.
“Well…after I get back in shape from the baby, maybe again.
But for the second time on this, no more nonsense.”
She looked at Jingxi with a smirk and added, “And no more thoughts of Auntie jerking off.”
Seeing Jingxi’s dumbfounded look, she “Puff!” Laughing out loud, “Silly child, you will only wait for your aunt to undress?” Jingxi was still standing straight up, her mind a mess, not knowing how to cope with this sudden change.
He had never imagined that his elegant and dignified aunt would show her winks to him.
Connie Tinkle smiled at Jingxi and pulled down the straps of her nightgown with both hands, and the pale pink nightgown immediately slid down to her bulging belly, and then with a slight movement, slid down to her feet, revealing the beautiful upper half of her body and the lower half of her body, which was only wearing panties.
“Yaaaa…” Jingxi watched with bated breath as Connie Tinkle gently removed her one-piece nightgown, and couldn’t help but let out a gasp of surprise: the snow-white naked upper body, a pair of plump huge breasts, pointedly towered in the dark night’s cold air, and the buds in front of her breasts had already hardened.
The belly bulged into a perfectly round arc, the navel like a black pearl set in white jade.
As his eyes moved further down, he was a little disappointed in his mind: all Connie Tinkle was wearing was a pair of plain, white, loose-fitting panties.
This look did not escape Connie Tinkle’s eyes, and she scolded with a smile, “Little pervert, when did you peek at your aunt’s panties?” Jingxi now had no choice but to confess honestly, “Yesterday…last night in the washing machine…I saw a pair of red ones.”
Connie Tinkle instantly flew into a haze, biting her lips tightly and said, “If you don’t learn the good ones, you learn to look at women’s panties.”
But after a brief thought, she added, “Who knew you’d pick today? Auntie still has pretty ones, I’ll wear them for you next time.”
After saying that, he squinted at Jingxi and said, “What about you? Just know how to watch people undress and wait for me to do it yourself?” When Jingxi took off the clothes on her body, Connie Tinkle deliberately slowed down her speed, twisted her waist and swayed her hips, and took off her panties in the most sensational gesture, watching her nephew glaring at herself with unblinking eyes.
Perhaps it was the quest for a final brilliant bloom, or the mood of a bath of fire, where she wanted to capture the briefest, most intense moment of her youth before it faded.
“Auntie, you are so beautiful!” As the last piece of clothing was removed and his white, flawless jade body was presented before his eyes, Jingxi forgot to let out an exclamation of admiration.
Under her nephew’s wanton sight, Connie Tinkle suddenly became shy, clamped her legs together, and busily used her hands to cover her thick pubic hair, saying with a red face, “Little pervert, you are not allowed to look at me there.
Why don’t you get undressed?” Jingxi squirmed and slowly took off his clothes, revealing his majestic physique and massive rod.
Connie Tinkle forgot her shyness and reserve at that moment, stroking her firm chest and belly, then squatting between Jingxi’s legs, she joyfully cupped her rod and teased it.
“Oh! So hot, so hot.”
Connie Tinkle flicked the tip of her nose and said, “Mmmm, it still smells like last night.
You didn’t have a shower after you did it yesterday, did you?” He said and kissed the rod coldly.
“Good girl, next time wash it cleaner and Auntie will contain it for you.”
She murmured lovingly.
To Jingxi, Connie Tinkle at the moment was like a puppy pampering and worshipping in front of a meat stick.
“Auntie…I want to…” Jingxi could no longer stand such slow and deliberate teasing, his rod was swollen and the tip was already oozing some mucus, and there was a rush of eagerness to gallop freely urging him on.
“Want what, huh? Want another kiss?” Connie Tinkle continued to rub the rod and after another heavy kiss, she looked up at Jingxi and said, “Auntie loves you the most.
Tell your aunt whatever you want, huh?” She said with a satisfied smile as she ran her long slender fingers around the rod.
“I…I want to…I want to fuck Auntie’s pussy…” said Jingxi, her face swollen red as she finally spat out the words.
Connie Tinkle helped him up with a smile and said with half-smiled eyes, “Don’t be in a hurry.
Hee! You haven’t kissed your aunt on the mouth since you were old enough.
Come!” Without further ado, Jingxi hugged Connie Tinkle tightly and was about to kiss her fragrant lips when she was gently pushed away.
Connie Tinkle frowned, “Lighten up, you’re straddling Auntie’s waist.”
before sending a fragrant kiss.
The completely naked aunt and nephew were kissing tightly, and Jingxi was desperate to push her rod against her pussy, but since she was a hair above Connie Tinkle, she pushed it right up against her belly.
The result was that the rod of flesh rubbed against the smooth belly, tracing circles of sticky hot wetness.
“Phew…” connie tinkle loosened her lips and complained in a low voice, “Little pervert, kissing so hard, it’s hurting auntie’s stomach.”
“Auntie…let me…” came a low growl of eager huskiness from Jingxi as her hands roamed between Connie Tinkle’s legs.
As Connie Tinkle symbolically pushed back, he suddenly remembered something and turned to rummage around in the clothing room, pulling the condom he hadn’t used last night out of his pants pocket.
“Silly boy, this is not necessary.”
Connie Tinkle smiled, pulled Jingxi to a chair by the window and said, “Be a good girl and sit down, Auntie will give it to you.”
She stroked her bulging belly and continued, “You can’t be as mean as you were to Wei Ying last night!” Jingxi froze, sitting upright with his rod, the Connie Tinkle in his eyes so flattering that it took his breath away: a perfectly bulging slice of roundness in his abdomen, whiter and rounder than the rest of his manhood, and the whole torso had an extra coordinated beauty, with a touch of gorgeousness to it.
“Now close your eyes and don’t look underneath your aunt.”
Connie Tinkle pouted, then leaned her body back slightly and stood with her legs wide open between Jingxi’s legs, the mouth of her wet pussy wide open, only a hair’s breadth away from the erect rod.
When the hot, wet genitals made official contact, both aunt and nephew let out a soft “ah…” at the same time.
“Hold Auntie’s back, don’t let me fall.”
Connie Tinkle whispered, while crouching low enough for her honey hole to swallow most of the rod.
Jingxi only felt a ball of fire surrounding the meat stick, the pores of his body opened up and his muscles and bones loosened.
Seeing Connie Tinkle sit up, the rod was engulfed minute by minute, the lewd water flowing from her honey hole staining the rod.
The delicate flesh walls sucked in the giant rod, and a powerful tugging force emanated from the depths of the nectar, coupled with the up and down writhing, seeped a silken warmth from the head of the rod.
The rod had only been in the honey hole for a short time when Jingxi felt the urge to launch.
“Auntie…I feel so good…” said Jingxi.
“Hoo…ha…you…you boy…so big…finally…all the way in… ” Connie Tinkle gasped, straddling Jingxi’s body, her pussy and rod close together.
She rested briefly, reached up and hooked her arm around Jingxi’s shoulders and began to rock back and forth.
Jingxi face in front of the smiling face, double peaks in front of the body swing, belly by the round belly top touch, huge rod is also the soft brew against the wall of rubbing, not three two work on the verge of eruption limit.
“Auntie… wait… wait…” whispered Jingxi.
“Oh…boy…” smiled Connie Tinkle as she stopped moving and gave her nephew a peck on the lips.
“Look… Auntie is also too tired to move…” she crouched on Jingxi’s shoulder and gasped, “Look… Auntie is sweating all over the place… “Jingxi panted heavily to regulate her breathing, but with her hands on Connie Tinkle’s smooth waist and buttocks, and her soft body in her chest, the feeling of excitement was still so strong.
The soft walls of flesh at the bottom clung to the rod, squirming with Connie Tinkle’s breathing.
Connie Tinkle finally couldn’t restrain herself the moment she whispered in his ear.
“Auntie…I…I’m going to cum…cum…ah…” said Jingxi as she held back her desire.
“It doesn’t matter…cum…cum inside Auntie…” whispered Connie Tinkle, swinging her hips and waist close to Jingxi’s squirming lower body, letting her honey hole cater to the friction and stimulation of the rod.
Looking at the young man in front of her with a bulging face and gritted teeth, a feeling of satisfaction that only a woman would understand rose within her.
She soothed Jingxi’s furrowed brow and waited for the trembling of the rod to stop before pressing her forehead against his, the tips of her noses touching, and asking with eyes full of smiles, “Child…is it comfortable, hmm?” “Auntie… I’m sorry, I… I was too fast…” said Jingxi with embarrassment.
“Silly boy…Auntie is comfortable…” she cupped her nephew’s face in delight, sending a kiss along the way.
The two of them are still joined together after a long period of lingering, and Jingxi Amin slowly kisses Connie Tinkle, savoring the tenderness that is embedded in her, and learning from a mature man who uses kisses to convey his love and affection.
At that moment, as if her heart was in the right place, Jingxi sensed Connie Tinkle’s state of mind, and an unspeakable sadness welled up in her heart.
I don’t know if it’s for my indulgent self, or for my hurt aunt, or for this fruitless incestuous love.
He had a vague sense that this was the last time he would embrace his aunt, making the exchange of lips and tongues between them all the more soulful.
Each other kissed so deeply, as if to cumulative years of love, through the close lips, melted in a flash.
It was a long time before their lips parted in an intoxicated entanglement.
Connie Tinkle’s face was red and her eyes were crystal clear as she said, “Ugh! Jingxi…it’s so bad…Auntie…seems to have fallen in love with you too…” Being able to once again receive a deep, sincere and passionate kiss like the one she had received twenty years ago, the corners of Connie Tinkle’s eyes glistened with tears.
“You child…you’re your aunt’s little lover…in the future…you’ll remember your aunt, right?” She wiped away her tears and laughed, “Jingxi…touch your aunt’s body, okay…you have to remember your aunt’s body yo…” with that, she took her nephew’s hand and placed it on her own plump breasts.
Jingxi looked at his aunt’s deep and bitter gaze, and after eighteen years, became a real man at this moment.
He realized that love is so beautiful and helpless, so elusive.
It seems to last forever, but it’s gone in a flash, and if you miss it, you can’t track it down.
Those who truly know how to love must be able to master the present moment.
The soft touch in her hands caused Jingxi to lower her head and look at the beautiful flesh, unable to resist rubbing the smooth breasts and making them tremble up and down.
He kissed the beautiful breasts he had spied on so many times, and Connie Tinkle couldn’t help but “mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…”
The rounded and polished belly was close to her chest, so causing Jingxi even more excitement.
It was as if the little one in the womb had brought the two together in body and soul.
The rod in his lower body was once again angsty and swollen even larger than before.
“Oh…my little lover…” said Connie Tinkle, roused from her drunken sleep.
“Don’t you move, let Auntie wipe it off first.”
Connie Tinkle’s cheeks flushed crimson as she slowly raised herself up and said, “Little pervert, close your eyes, no looking.”
Seeing that Jingxi had obediently closed her eyes, she took a packet of tissues and pulled a few into her pussy, clamping them between her pussy lips.
Then, like a little daughter-in-law, she held the sticky, firm rod and slowly wiped it with a tissue paper, carefully peeling off the confetti that stuck to it.
Finally, she took out the paper ball inside her pussy and looked at it, and with a low spit, she threw it into the trash can so that Jingxi wouldn’t see it.
Completing these actions, Connie Tinkle delicately turned around, propped her hands on the dresser, arched her back, arched her snow-white plump buttocks, and turned back to Jingxi, “You come from behind.
Auntie won’t look this time, so don’t worry about getting it!” She knew in her heart that it was her own charming gesture that made her young and bloodthirsty nephew ejaculate early.
The naked back, plump buttocks, and slender legs shocked Jingxi once again.
The flowery asshole, the hidden gap of flesh between her legs beckoned constantly for his visit.
“No…no…not there…don’t…don’t poke…,” Connie Tinkle cried out as she realized that Jingxi was looking for the wrong target.
“Auntie, your ass isn’t high enough…I can’t get it in…” replied Jingxi at a loss for words.
Connie Tinkle pulled the chair over to the dresser and put one foot on it, her hips raised high, coming up to the height of the meat stick.
“Damn child, actually still need aunt to think of a way, can toss me to death…” connie tinkle feinted, kneeling down on the dresser, her heart “Bang! Bang!” Her heart was pounding like a young girl waiting for her lover.
“Auntie…” Jingxi excitedly pushed his rod straight up into the depths of his honey hole, touching the hot, burning walls of flesh; which were sucking and swallowing the thick rod.
Jingxi tried to push in again, only to hear Connie Tinkle’s “hmmm…”, the honey path suddenly contracted, wrapping the whole rod tightly, making it difficult to move.
Jingxi’s mind was in a daze, her whole body’s senses completely focused on the rod that was about to be melted by the heat.
Connie Tinkle, on the other hand, was tingling and aching, her blood churning and raging all over her body.
The breasts continued to swell, and it was as if a warm iron rod had been inserted into her belly, the tip grinding and swirling right against the wall of flesh, and a stirring ensued.
She was inwardly conflicted, feeling that she could no longer bear the ravages of the rod, but wishing that such splendor could continue.
“Jingxi…don’t…stop pushing…move back…back a little…let Auntie…Auntie relax… ” Connie Tinkle wailed.
Jingxi complied and withdrew the rod slightly, and only then did the previously tight walls of flesh relax slightly.
At that moment, Connie Tinkle looked at her again, half of her upper body had already ambled onto the dresser in a delicate manner.
Jingxi was secretly glad that he had just ejaculated, or else if he saw his aunt in this state, it wouldn’t be long before he would want to vent again.
With his previous experience, Jingxi composed himself and slowly pumped his rod.
Connie Tinkle’s honey hole wasn’t as tight as Cousin Wei Ying’s, but the swinging of her limbs, combined with the layers and layers of the walls of her flesh, made every inch of the rod crispy to the max.
As Jingxi pumped back and forth regularly, Connie Tinkle’s mouth kept emitting “mmm… oh…” sounds of lust, and her whole body was softly crouching down.
Holding her plump hips in place, Jingxi pounded her pussy over and over again, going deeper and deeper, causing Connie Tinkle’s body to tilt forward and pull back in time with the rhythm, and the dresser underneath her shook and made a strange creaking noise.
“Jingxi…this isn’t working…” said Connie Tinkle as she struggled to move her body, constantly prompting a pause.
When Jingxi’s completely withdrew from her honey hole, she let out a sigh of relief and said, “Auntie’s legs are numb from kneeling…take a break…” “Connie Tinkle was sweating profusely, and her hair was dripping wet.
“You child… you’ve caused Auntie to be unable to move now…” she gasped and swallowed.
“Yes…I’m sorry…Auntie, I…I pushed too hard…,” Jingxi bowed repeatedly and kept apologizing.
“It’s a good thing it’s been over six months or I would have had a miscarriage from your little brat…” said Connie Tinkle, her pregnant body curling into a ball before she had calmed down.
“Then… then don’t continue, okay?” Jingxi’s heart was full of apologies, but his lower manhood was still standing tall.
Connie Tinkle saw this and laughed, “You want to stop, auntie doesn’t want to yet!” Her breathing was already regulated, and she raised her upper body once again, saying, “Hold Auntie up…my legs are numb…” jingxi lifted Connie Tinkle’s legs, held the back, and hugged her to her chest.
He squinted at the thick pubic hair still slicked with lewd fluid between them, and a few drops dripped on the backs of his own feet.
“Little pervert…you’ve already played…and you’re still looking…” Connie Tinkle gently wrapped her arms around Jingxi’s neck and laughed piteously, “Let auntie lie down on the bed, and I’ll let you play for a little while longer …” Jingxi had just put her aunt on the bed when Connie Tinkle moved to the edge of the bed, flexed her legs, and put them on her nephew’s shoulders.
“Just like that…lift your aunt’s legs…oh~~” before she could finish her sentence, Jingxi could not wait to part her legs and send her hardened rod into her honey hole with a “Plop!” A sound, splashing some lewd water.
The pose was something else again.
Jingxi pumping up a lot faster than before, so the speed is adjusted faster, straight out of the “splat! Splat!” The sound of impact.
Connie Tinkle’s nectar was wide open, just enough for Jingxi to view the full picture: dark red fat labia surrounded by thick pubic hair, and as the huge rod went back and forth, the wet crystalline pearls and fresh walls of flesh turned out.
“Auntie…Auntie’s place is the ugliest…you…you love to look at it…” Connie Tinkle’s face was flushed red and she covered her face with her hands, not daring to imagine that she was lewdly laying on the bed, letting her nephew fuck her while she was carefully examining her nectar. scrutinizing her pussy.
“Auntie… you’re beautiful all over…” panted out the sentiment as Jingxi fought to squirm her body.
After many hard impacts, Connie Tinkle was tingling deep in her honey hole, and her belly was still a little swollen, so she couldn’t tell exactly where the sensations were coming from.
The bulging belly swayed uncontrollably, a slight pain mixed in with the intense pleasure.
Subconsciously, she brought her hand down to her lower body and stroked her clit between the gaps in and out of the giant rod, and the paralyzing sensation doubled, sending shivers throughout her body.
The frequency of Jingxi’s jerking increased correspondingly, and Connie Tinkle’s eyes now blurred.
“Jingxi…move…move faster…faster…oh~~~ Auntie…Auntie…like…” moaned Connie Tinkle, twisting her sweaty body, rubbing her breasts with one hand and tickling her private parts with the other, narrowing her misty eyes and biting her lips. “Connie Tinkle moaned, wriggling her sweaty body, rubbing her breasts with one hand and scratching her private parts with the other, squinting her misty eyes, biting her lips, and letting out a “hissing…mmmm…” sound.
Connie Tinkle looked so winsome that it made Jingxi’s desire push past the limits of his patience.
Tender and soft pussy walls covering the giant rod, sometimes tightly, sometimes loosely closed, accompanied by the rise and fall of the belly, the honey pussy up and down writhing, warm lewd liquid impact on the giant rod, Jingxi body a burst of tingling, pumping speed and accelerated a little more.
“Haaaa~~” was all Connie Tinkle could hear as white cum shot violently deep in her honey hole, the walls of her flesh twitching and the tumult in her belly growing even stronger.
Connie Tinkle felt the blood rush straight to her head right now, wave after wave of dizzying pleasure.
She gasped sharply, waiting for her body to calm down.
The Jingxi in his eyes was both strange and familiar, and also gasped beside himself.
The tumult in her abdomen continued, and Connie Tinkle felt vaguely bloated as she reminisced about the aftermath of her orgasm.
She now had a marvelous experience, as if Jingxi’s fluttering rod also had life, and was in wordless communication with the fetus in her belly.
“Auntie, I love you, I’ve always loved you.”
Jingxi said sincerely, lowering her head to plant a deep kiss on Connie Tinkle’s bare belly.
“Jingxi…I love you too…” murmured Connie Tinkle as she gently stroked the tumultuous abdomen.
She struggled to hold herself up, but glimpsed Azure Ying standing in the dark shadow of the room door, her nightgown pulled up to her chest, her panties down to her knees, her right hand resting between her legs, watching the two of them in silence with understanding and misty eyes… Outside, the sky was getting brighter, but the clouds were still gray.
The light shone through the curtains on Connie Tinkle’s completely naked and white body, as well as Jingxi and Weiying, who were snuggled up against the side, also naked.
Connie Tinkle looked sideways out the window, the wind and rain that had been howling all night had stopped.
The clumps of roses in the corner of the yard wall still stood in place, their flowers vaguely present.
Although the wind and rain ravaged, the leaf petals fluttered quite a lot, but the flower still looks the same, strong blooming…