Maritime Charm (2)

Title: Sea Charms – The Secret of the Shikumen

VI. Love as a song

He leaned over Juan’s bed, looking at his sleeping sister, but in front of his eyes, the flavor of his mother’s party was still flashing.

Slowly mom’s face blended with her sister’s delicate features.

He realized that his sister did resemble his mother.

Originally? They’re biological mother and daughter. If the mom is a beauty, the daughter can’t be that bad.

Only my sister’s face was a little thinner than my mom’s and not as plump.

But the arched willowy eyebrows and straight nose were practically carved out of the same mold as mom’s.

And although he had inherited his father’s angular features, his own features were just as much like his mother’s, especially when he was a child.

I remember when relatives and neighbors saw my mother and myself, they said, “My son is like my mother, and gold hits the wall.”

My sister was the one I had grown up loving and accustomed to the most.

From the time he dragged his nose, he was his sister’s protector.

More than once, he fought with other kids in the alley and at school to protect his sister.

What was done today was arguably an even bigger rehash.

But having faced death, he was on his way home when he began to have the thoughts his mother had just had: life is so fragile, can he always protect his beloved sister?

Is it better to quickly push her sister into the protection of her future husband, a stranger who now knows nothing about what will really happen, or is it better to protect her forever?

Was it not a disservice for him to refuse any longer when his sister wanted to commit herself so much?

Or is it a form of protection?

Protecting a childish, brother-loving sister, protecting her until a distant and unknowable time in the future, pushing her to a strange man who doesn’t know if he’ll always love and care for her, to gain her chastity and her whole life?

At that time he thought that how about he came to guard his beloved tender little sister for the rest of his life.

Coming back to see his sister’s attachment to him and the care of his family, he looks back and thinks that it is true that only his own flesh and blood loved ones will always love and care for their loved ones.

Although it is so shocking to have sex with our flesh and blood relatives, it is true that in this world of Shikumen, which is a world of its own, and in this cold commercial society, which is indifferent to each other, it is none of other people’s business for us to love each other.

As long as we close our own stone doors and do not allow those long-winded women and men who like to reveal people’s privacy to pry and spread the word, what is there to be afraid of?

“Ah, there you are.”

Xiao Juan’s delicate voice interrupted Xiao Chuan’s contemplation.

He looked down at his sister.

Her sister’s big watery eyes were looking at her brother with affection.

“Hey, Juan, you sleep a little longer. Brother will stay with you. I’ll call you when Mma’s dishes are ready.

”

Ogawa caressed his sister’s face lovingly.

Xiaojuan held her brother’s hand and kissed his palm: “Brother, you are so good. Without you, I would have had to go to Xibaoxing Road (Xibaoxing Road used to be the location of Shanghai’s crematorium, and Shanghainese people used to go to Xibaoxing Road to signify death).”

“Silly girl, you’re so young how would you be able to warp your braid (death). Besides, if Brother doesn’t protect you, who will?”

Xiaojuan’s eyes filled with tears. She forced herself not to let her tears come out, but she still couldn’t suppress her trembling voice: “Brother, I don’t know how conflicted I am. Sometimes I really want to die! But today I am really going to die, and I am looking forward to you coming to save me. As I fled, I kept calling out in my heart: “Brother, come quickly, brother, save me. And you came as if you had really heard my cries for help. Brother, you have no idea how happy I was at that moment…”

Ogawa interrupted his sister’s recollection of that thrilling clip.

He was afraid of causing his sister’s terrible memories again: “Little sister, don’t think about it anymore. A brother is born to protect his sister. Hey, you said you sometimes want to die? Why? Isn’t it because Ah Brother has wronged you?”

Xiaojuan pressed her brother’s big hand tightly against her face and replied quietly, “Brother, I don’t blame you at all. It’s my own fault! I’ve always wanted to be your lover, I’ve wanted it so much. But it’s right for you to reject me. After all, we are brother and sister. Sometimes I hate myself for being my brother’s own sister, instead of my mother’s adopted or hugged daughter, or my brother’s cousin. That way I could have a proper relationship with my brother and be a lover. Sometimes I really hate myself, why did I fall in love with my own brother, why was I so perverted that I harmed myself and caused my own brother to commit… incest… with me.”

At this point, she could no longer stop the tears from spilling out.

Ogawa gently helped his sister up.

Holding her in his arms: “Xiaojuan, good A-mei. I’m really grateful to you for trusting me so much, for liking me, for loving me. I’ve been hesitant to develop the kind of relationship we have with each other, unlike other families. So I’m sorry that Ah Brother kept avoiding you for a while ago. Ah Brother’s heart is bleeding too!”

Xiaojuan buried her face tightly in her brother’s chest: “I’m sorry! Brother. It’s my fault.”

“It’s not just you.”

Ogawa smiled bitterly.

“I know. And mom.”

Xiao Juan snorted and smiled so brightly despite the tears still hanging on her face, ”Mom loves you as much as I do, you mixed-up devil. But strangely enough, I’m not jealous of mom at all. I’m the one in school who gets so jealous when a teacher compliments someone else.”

“This is probably the magic of love between families! We are all a family of flesh and blood, and the bond between us is created on unbreakable blood ties, which is why we have a stronger foundation and a more forgiving mind to accommodate everything.”

Xiaojuan wrapped her arms around her brother and tilted her face up to look at her brother: “Ah Brother, your words are so strange today.”

Xiaochuan stroked his sister’s pretty little face and smiled: “What’s so strange? A brother is still a brother ah!”

Xiaojuan opened her eyes wide with hope, looking at her beloved brother without blinking, and asked word by word, “Brother, can you accommodate me?”

“Brother has always had you in his heart, Sister!”

Ogawa stared into his sister’s eyes and answered word for word as well.

“Sister, or lover?”

Juan is nervous.

Ogawa laughed.

He lowered his head and whispered clearly in his sister’s ear, “Both! It’s a sister and a lover. As long as you are willing. Willing? Sister.”

Xiao Juan couldn’t help but cry again, saying, “I’m willing, I’m willing, I’m willing…”

Listening to his sister’s confession, Xiaochuan’s body was hot, his mind was like a pot of porridge boiling, he no longer thought that the beauty in his arms was his own flesh and blood sister, and naturally he put his left palm over Xiaojuan’s chest – the soft and plump place that was full of life’s fountain of life, and let that pair of twin babies rise and fall rapidly under his hot palm.

His lips also pressed against Juan’s fiery lips.

Juan responded enthusiastically but rustily, letting her brother hook out her virginal, tender tongue and suck on it wantonly.

Her eyes squeezed shut as she let her brother enjoy the fruits of his flesh and blood sister’s love!

Juan’s hand around his brother gradually relaxed, his body trembled slightly, and he hmmm’d.

Ogawa loosened his grip, his palms still gently clasped.

Opening her eyes, Xiao Juan’s big bright eyes were looking at Xiao Chuan for a split second, with a burning fire in her eyes that made people panic, and with a ghostly soft sigh, she slowly raised her left hand and moved it to her right shoulder, fading the straps of her undershirt to her arm.

“At last it begins, this sweet and exciting incestuous journey of love!”

Ogawa’s brain was buzzing and his heart was thumping like it was going to jump out of his chest.

Xiaojuan closed her eyes, hanging down her hand, her body like a sudden weakness, Xiaochuan hurriedly assisted her.

She wrapped her arms around her brother’s neck and snuggled down into his arms.

Ogawa knelt on the bed and lowered his sister onto the snowy white sheets.

She opened her eyes and smiled at her brother, opening her arms with a blush.

Xiaochuan leaned down, lying on his side next to his sister, his hands were a little shaky, nervous like a young boy who had tasted forbidden fruit for the first time.

Holding his sister’s hand, Xiaochuan’s lips fell on the back of his sister’s hand, and slowly, along the arm, climbed up her already bare, round, smooth and soft as if boneless shoulders.

Juan looked at his brother smiling but slightly nervous, his left hand stroking his shoulder and hair.

Ogawa kissed toward her sister’s temples and feet, her tongue lightly nudging her earlobe as her right hand sneaked up the side of her waist to her chest.

Xiaojuan’s eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes fluttered lightly, her lips were slightly open, her body seemed to be squirming as if she was restless, sometimes interactively flexing and straightening her long bare legs.

Ogawa’s lips slid down to his sister’s neck, his fingers massaging it extremely gently and slowly.

Juan took a deep breath, and her slightly parted lips began to tremble uncontrollably.

Ogawa buried his face in his sister’s chest and lightly kissed the bulging fullness through the thin undershirt.

Juan made a mmmmmmmm sound and pressed his brother’s head lightly against his flushed chest with both hands.

Xiaochuan’s jade penis was swollen to the point of unbearable.

However, his sister’s passion filled Ogawa with empathy and pain.

It only felt as if, even if he had laid down his life to please her, he would have been willing to do so.

Xiaochuan let the tip of his tongue gently slide towards his sister’s abdomen, causing a gust of microwaves wherever he passed.

Juan clutched his brother’s hand, the small of his back under his underwear, sometimes drawing tight, sometimes relaxing, his heavy snorting, audible.

Ogawa broke away from his sister’s hand and cruised his palm around her waist.

Then he sat up and cupped Juan’s feet, caressing the backs of her feet, her toes and palms with his cheeks and jaws.

When he looked back toward his sister, he saw a warm smile rippling across her reddened face.

Pressing her cheek to her raised calf, Ogawa dropped her lips to her sister’s ankle, gradually moving to the instep and kissing her toes.

Xiaojuan head tilted back to bow the back of the chest arched high, both hands spread at the side of the body, fists compiled frowning tightly closed eyes, slightly exposed rows of teeth biting the lower lip, that look Xiaochuan heart itchy straight pain sister.

He lowered his sister’s feet and lay down alongside her: “Juan, sister, are you ready to give your body to me?”

The red-faced Juan languidly inclined her head and nodded resolutely, her gaze as hot as it would burn.

Ogawa came over and nibbled on his sister’s bottom lip.

Juan, however, bit his brother heavily.

Ogawa knew his sister had reached the tipping point.

In fact, how could he not be himself?

With his heart beating a drum, Ogawa finally slipped his hand into Juan’s tank top from the edge of the faded shoulder strap.

Juan sat up with a grunt and smiled shyly and sweetly at his brother.

Xiaochuan has never seen a woman’s smile can contain this much tenderness, shyness and thousands of charming, and looked at his sister to start to stare, actually forgot to take off his sister’s undershirt.

Juan raised his arms like he was stretching, and the shyness on his face deepened a bit.

Ogawa reached out in a panic and pulled Juan’s undershirt off his head in one fell swoop.

Leaping into his eyes is that just a grip, round and beautiful pair of beautiful breasts.

It is really too enchanting to increase one point and still green to decrease one point.

Juan winced and covered his face with both hands.

Xiaochuan wrapped her in a million loving arms and gently lowered her onto the bed.

Juan was still covering his face, his elbows half covering his breasts.

Ogawa kissed her sister’s cherry lips, gently pivoted her elbow and sought up Juan’s chest.

When he first touched his sister’s bud, his lips and tongue were like a short electric shock like a slight numbness running through his whole body, and his brain was dazed and vibrating.

Xiaojuan raised her chest to meet Xiaochuan, countless tiny bumps rising on her trembling skin.

Ogawa gently breathed into the peaked stamen, and again let his lips and tongue flick all over the fruits and wreaths of Siu Kuen’s beautiful birth, sometimes sharply, sometimes slowly.

In the midst of Juan’s shuddering breaths, Ogawa tried his best to control the mental and physical excitement that was about to explode, and he was sincerely delighted at any pleasure he could bring to his sister.

Siu Kuen began to make noises in her throat, and her body struggled and twisted, gently pulling her brother’s hair and tugging at his clothes from time to time.

Ogawa sat up and almost rudely tugged at the bottom half of Juan’s shorts.

She hmmmed and clenched her legs, then slowly loosened them, raising herself slightly.

Ogawa slid his sister’s panties down her legs and bent down to run his hands over her legs.

His lips landed on his sister’s bare, smooth belly.

Xiaojuan suddenly shuddered.

Ogawa looked toward his sister and smiled slightly.

Xiaojuan let out a cry and quickly covered her blushing face with her hands.

Ogawa crouched down and pressed his face against Juan’s belly, shushing her gently and warmly while rolling his cheek against his lips.

Juan shuddered out ah ah ah.

Ogawa couldn’t hold back any longer and quickly removed the panties that were hanging loosely on his sister’s legs but covering a very intimate place.

Juan gasped heavily, red-faced, and reached out to pull his brother back.

Xiaochuan gently broke away and kissed Xiaojuan on her side where her waist and legs met.

Xiaojuan abruptly clenched her legs.

Ogawa moved so that the tip of his quivering tongue landed on the soft jade-like skin of the inner edge of Juan’s upper knee, circling back and forth.

Sophisticated Xiaochuan’s left hand gently stroked back and forth between his sister’s umbilicus, but always stopping at the peach blossom source side of the grass, his right hand at the same time catching his sister’s curved right foot to play with it carefully.

After a shudder, Juan finally gave a few soft hmms and opened her legs slightly.

Ogawa forced himself to hold back the filling of his uncomfortable prick and rubbed his nose, lips, and chin over the base of her leg for a moment.

Juan panted and squirmed, her legs spreading wider.

Ogawa’s fingers gently stroked the slightly elevated mound of life, ruffling the silky, curly hair that was vaguely glistening.

Suddenly, he buried his face in the visible peach blossom fountain… He realized that there was no unpleasant odor in Xiaojuan’s peach blossom fountain… it was as if it was filled with the familiar fragrance that Xiaochuan knew so well…

Xiaochuan was sincerely delighted to let his lips and tongue enjoy his sister’s dewy orchid, and his body and mind were filled with extreme joy and hot blood to the point of exploding.

I thought to myself, “If incest is a sin, then even if I had to live for this moment and die for this scene, I would be willing to do so!

Xiaojuan coiled her left leg onto her brother’s shoulder, rubbing her right foot between her brother’s waist and buttocks, her hands tenderly stroking her brother’s hair, writhing and making involuntary babbling noises in response to the lightness and urgency of Xiaochuan’s tongue.

Xiaochuan happily admired Xiaojuan’s blossoming peach blossom with its dewy, softly scented flower, and guided the soft petals and stamens to become more and more moist and hot…

Ogawa couldn’t hold back any longer, he quickly stripped off his clothes, leaving only a pair of panties, and leaned over his sister’s body frantically kissing every inch of her.

His penis rubbed back and forth on his sister’s round and tender thighs through her panties, and it had already been hardened to an unbearable degree.

He began to suck hard on his sister’s nipples.

Siu Kuen seemed to have gone crazy, too, and was only crying out softly, “Brother, brother…”

Xiaochuan grabbed Xiaojuan’s hand and put it on his swollen, thick cock, and Xiaojuan let out a soft cry.

“Brother, hello… I’m… a little scared…”

Following that, a layer of shyness was added to her already slightly flushed face.

“Juan, you’re really starting our incestuous love, are you afraid?”

Ogawa purposely aggravated the word incest as he said it.

“No, I love my brother! This heart can be seen in heaven! I am not afraid.”

He once again guided his sister’s hand to his jade shaft, teaching her to rub it back and forth through her panties.

Juan’s palm was soft and warm, and he could just feel the blood inside his cock about to break through.

Juan seemed to feel the intense change in her hands, opened her eyes to steal a glance at her brother’s taut baby in his underwear, and closed them tightly again, just rubbing harder for him.

“Brother, you’re so hard and hot!”

“That’s because my dear sister is so charming!”

“I feel so itchy and weird inside, I can’t tell you, I’m weird all over.”

Xiaochuan leaned down and gently kissed his sister, all the way from her breasts, navel, belly, and once again came to that mysterious rendezvous at the base of her thighs.

Opening his sister’s tightly clenched legs, the pink aperture was already adulterated with water, while the deeply closed door of the palace gave off a hot breath.

Xiao Chuan couldn’t help but put his mouth on it, and Juan squirmed uneasily.

“Ah… Brother, what a strange feeling…”

Ogawa’s fingers opened the doorway, scrutinizing what was before him as the most beautiful image in the world of man, the place where the maiden was most delicate, most mysterious, and had been touched by just one of her own (if her sister herself didn’t count)!

He stuck out his tongue and licked back and forth gently and slowly.

“AH…”

Suddenly Xiaojuan lost her voice and cried out, her hips lifting upwards and writhing fiercely, her two smooth thighs clamping tightly around her brother’s neck.

Ogawa looked up and forward, his sister’s lips were slightly open, her nostrils were flaring violently, and her white breasts were shaking with her heaving chest, forming waves.

“Xiaojuan…”

Xiaochuan sighed in admiration in his heart: his sister’s skin was so crystal clear lines were so perfect, and there was not the slightest bit of extra fat on her entire body.

The unique physique that belonged to a youthful teenager definitely did not lose out to her mature and beautiful mother in terms of seductiveness!

Xiaochuan obediently pushed his sister’s two thighs apart towards her chest, leaving the most hidden part of her body completely exposed in front of his eyes.

Juan understood and pulled her legs together, lifting her ass completely off the bed, the haunting grass swaying slightly under her brother’s breath, but the door to the mystery still closed tightly, showing only a red line filled with glittering dew drops…

Siu Kuen looked extremely shy under her brother’s gaze: “Brother, uh… don’t… I’m embarrassed to see you like this…”

Ogawa smiled as he moved his body, holding both of his sister’s thighs in the crook of his arms, the man pressed against his sister’s chest.

His straight and hard penis dragged on Xiaojuan’s delicate and sensitive petals, gently rubbing back and forth up and down, his mouth kissing his sister’s tender mouth while asking in a bad way: “Xiaojuan, are you happy with Ah Gao?”

Her eyes were dazzled by her brother’s teasing, and she panted, “Oh… ah, of course… of course I like you… ah, brother, I’m… I’m so sad…”

Xiao Chuan licked his sister’s sensitive earlobe and whispered in her ear with his magnetic voice: “Xiao Juan, if Ah Brother wants you to do something even more embarrassing, will you do it?”

“Do… as long as it’s from you, Ah Goh, I… Ah Goh, I can’t go on…”

Xiaojuan was so shy that she even closed her eyes tightly, but she still sipped on her brother’s magical lips as if she couldn’t give up.

“Take Argo’s panties off.”

“Bad brother, asking me to do such a slutty thing… asking me to help you take off your pants…”

Despite saying that, Juan’s hand still obediently moved to her brother’s ass to remove his underwear.

“Hold my… brother’s prick.”

Ogawa ordered again.

“Brother… you’re getting thicker… I’m scared…”

“Sister, spread your pussy…”

“Argo, be gentle, okay?”

Xiaojuan’s tightly closed eyes  couldn’t stop trembling, she was nervous about facing the first time in her life, but she obediently parted her tender buds.

“Juan… don’t be afraid… Ah loves my little sister the most. It won’t hurt you.”

Ogawa gently blew in his sister’s ear, about to attack her last line of defense.

“Ahh! Ouch!”

Xiao Chuan’s prick had only just gone in a little bit when Xiao Juan frowned and her whole body muscles tightened up.

Ogawa hurriedly stopped, giving his sister a moment to catch her breath.

He kissed his sister between her eyebrows, her earlobes, her lips, and slowly rubbed his hands back and forth over her breasts and up her inner thighs.

After a while, Siu Kuen breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed her whole body, she kissed her brother and said, “It’s okay, I can…”

Xiao Chuan tenderly sucked on his sister’s small snake-like tongue and gently and softly continued to push forward.

“Ah…”

Juan still couldn’t help but grunt, but was no longer stopping her brother’s prick from pushing in.

Finally, the prick entered Xiaojuan’s body minute by minute.

Ogawa could feel the road ahead was small and tight, yet filled with a warm, wet sensation, a crease gently scraping across his glans.

After entering inside, he stopped a little, on the one hand letting Juan get used to the sensation, on the other hand also feeling the sensation of being tightly surrounded.

“I… I feel so high, I know, just now I felt so empty and hollow, now I feel so full, this feeling… so good…”

Juan ignored her brother’s reaction and murmured to herself.

So Ogawa began to pump inside his sister’s tightly packed flower room.

He tried to make each stroke gentle and slow, deeply afraid that if he went too fast Juan wouldn’t be able to handle it.

“ah… ah…”

At first Juan kept her lips tightly closed, gradually Juan began to hum out again.

So Ogawa let the movement accelerate and deepen slightly.

Suddenly Xiaojuan took the initiative to wrap her arms around her brother’s waist, opened her mouth but could not make a sound, and her gaze, which had been looking at her brother with deep affection, began to be lax and disoriented.

Then Juan began to squirm inside, her breathing becoming rapid and panicked.

“My sister’s cunt is so tight!”

Ogawa mentally praised as he pumped.

But then a strange feeling stirred in my heart: “This is my own sister’s hole! I’m poking my own sister’s pussy! How many men in the world are so lucky to be able to fuck their own sister’s pussy?”

He couldn’t help but speed up his thrusts.

In the midst of his whirring, Siu Kuen also began to make some meaningless whimpers: “Ah… good brother, dear brother… ah… heh… it’s so comfortable… dear brother… quickly… quickly poke my sister’s… pussy… pussy… pussy… pussy… pussy… pussy… pussy… pussy… pussy… pussy… pussy..! Ah… we are one… one pussy… from one pussy… from one pussy… make me… happy… dear… brother…”

‘Yeah! We all came out of the same mom’s hole! If we don’t love each other, who is qualified to love each other? Is there a better combination than a cock born from one pussy, stuck in a pussy born from the same pussy?’

Xiao Chuan forgets to thrust his own sister Xiao Juan’s hole.

He couldn’t stop himself from asking himself mentally to feel more exciting pleasure in this incestuous thrill than in penetrating other women from his past!

His pleasure quickly climbed to its highest point as he was fueled by the force of that opening and closing of his sister’s pussy, and the wave after wave of incestuous thoughts that couldn’t be turned over in his mind.

Suddenly, another newer thought came up in his confused mind: ‘No! It’s not just the cock that comes out of a hole that’s best inserted into the hole that comes out of the same hole! Maybe it’s also the case that it’s best to stick your cock into the hole that gave birth to him, and the hole that gave birth to him!!!’

Finally, Xiaochuan softly roared out, “A-mei, let’s die happily together!”

Exhaling a long breath, as a torrent shot into his sister’s depths, his body lay prone on top of Juan, continuing to feel her uncontrollable retraction.

Juan slowly closed his eyes and his breath eased.

Ogawa left on top of Juan and lay on her side, kissing his sister tenderly and caressing her breasts that rose and fell with her breath.

Gradually, both of them fell into a deep dream…

“Knock knock, Xiaochuan, Xiaojuan! Mummy has put the evening meal at your door. Be careful when you take it.”

Mom’s voice woke up the siblings who were sleeping cross-eyed.

“Gee, Mummy probably found out.”

Juan was so scared that he went straight into his brother’s arms.

“What about this?”

“We love each other with all our hearts, and mom won’t blame us.”

“Huh…” Siu Kuen seemed to notice something in her brother’s calm expression “Brother, why are you so sure? Have you already met mom…”

“Nonsense. How could Mummy!”

Ogawa’s face turned a little red.

“No? Then what’s your face red?”

Xiao Juan thief Thee smiled.

Xiaochuan immediately counterattacked: “Why, are you jealous of mom?”

“Hehehe, I can’t wait for you to do… with mom what we just did…”

Ogawa took a handful of his sister’s ass back into her wet pussy: “What do you want? Don’t be so vague.”

“Are people embarrassed.”

“Too good to do, too embarrassed to tell?”

“Aigoo, Argo! You’re bullying me again! Didn’t you bully me enough just now?”

Xiaochuan rubbed his sister’s two ass cheeks, said playfully: “Good, brother first help you say two. Listen, in scientific terms, it is sexual intercourse; in literary terms, it is lovemaking; in classical terms, it is cloud and rain; what is it in layman’s terms?”

“You’ve said all that can be said. What’s left is the worst for me to say! Hmph!”

“Okay, Argo will speak. But you have to say it afterward. Poke the pussy! Ah poked my sister’s pussy.”

“That’s awful. Poking holes… so vulgar, how much better to talk about making love? Making love, how romantic.”

“Even more romantic, love is made by a man’s cock poking into a woman’s hole.”

After a couple giggles, Ogawa jumped out of bed naked, walked to the door, and opened it.

On the floor outside the door was a tray with four dishes, a soup and a bottle of ‘Shen Yonghe’ flower carving wine.

As he lifted the tray, Ogawa noticed the silhouette swaying in the door of the front compartment across from him.

He froze for a moment and returned to his room without moving.

“Oops, Kaiyang three silks, steamed lion’s head, buckled pork with dried plums, and scrambled eggs with leek sprouts. All of them are my favorites. Mummy is so nice!”

Juan jumped up and down happily.

Xiaochuan put the dishes on the dresser and patted his sister’s bare butt: “There is also quail stew, for you to replenish. Still not dressed, naked to eat?”

Xiaojuan spat out her tongue and quickly pulled out a silk nightgown from the chest of drawers, tying the belt on one side as she said, “I’ve got the window  here, and it’s invisible from the outside. What are you afraid of?”

“You’re not afraid, I am.”

Ogawa pulled in a stool.

“What are you afraid of? Hee hee, isn’t it nice to let your eyes eat ice cream?”

Xiaochuan put his sister into his arms and sat down: “I am afraid that my eyes can not stand, and then pull my sister to poke a hole, good food and good soup will be cold.”

Xiaojuan took the chopsticks of vegetables her brother chucked at her with her mouth, chewed and said, “Ah Brother, why do you keep saying such nasty things.”

Xiaochuan took a mouthful of yellow wine, mouth to mouth degree to his sister’s mouth, and then said: “Eat a good night dinner, we brother and sister to do another night of dirty things, okay?”

It was late at night and Juan sat lazily in his brother’s arms.

After the party’s meal, there were two more fierce battles in succession, and the satisfied young girl was filled with a sense of happiness.

A bright moon shone in through the air window, shining on the naked bodies of the siblings.

Xiaojuan suddenly stroked her brother’s chest and asked, “Brother, do you remember that song you taught me to sing, ‘Exchange’?”

“Remember. What’s wrong.”

Ogawa lovingly played with his sister’s snow-white and delicate ass.

“We’ll sing together, okay?”

“Singing in the middle of the night, aren’t you afraid people will say you’re Song Danping in the middle of the night?”

“We’ll sing softly and we won’t disturb anyone. Okay, Argo, promise me?!”

My sister wriggled and pouted on top of my brother.

Xiaochuan had already ejaculated three times in his sister’s pussy, and was already exhausted, but he couldn’t resist his sister’s whining, so he had to agree: “Good, really make headway. Good brother started, together softly sang: the moon shines on the roof – – – – – – – – – –

Sit in my arms.

Brother – Teach me love

Brother – Teach me to love

l– l repay my brother with joy–

When it comes to sex, I’m the best.

I love you so much that I sing in my heart.

I’ll pay for your love with my body.

Is that a fair exchange?

Such an exchange–both brother and sister are happy–“

After the song, the siblings looked at each other and smiled.

Xiaojuan held her brother’s prick in her hand: “Brother, get down, I’ll sing for you: the moon shines on the roof…

Sit in my arms.

Brother – Teach me love

Brother – Teach me to love

l– l repay my brother with joy–

When it comes to sex, I’m the best.

I love you so much that I sing in my heart.

I’ll pay for your love with my body.

Is that a fair exchange?

Such an exchange–both brother and sister are happy–“

Ogawa was intoxicated by his sister’s wonderful singing.

He inserted his finger into his sister’s pussy, and when Xiaojuan finished singing, he pumped his finger in and out of her pussy as he continued.

“The moon – on the window pane –

Mei-mei, sit on my big bird.

Brother. – Playing with my ass.

Brother. – Touching my sister’s breasts.

Sister–singing with her pussy–

In terms of cock, I’m the best.

My sister’s pussy is so beautiful.

I’ll fuck you with my dick, and I’ll fuck you with my pussy.

Sibling sex is a real treat.

The joy of brotherhood and sisterhood–forever and ever–“

“Aiya, it’s hard to hear. You can sing such an embarrassing song!”

“If you can do it, you can sing it!”

VII. Poetic tenderness

The next morning, Xiaojuan puts on her school uniform under her brother’s service but hesitates to go out of her room.

“We sleep together all night and day, will mom talk about me.”

Ogawa was angry and amused, but he was too embarrassed to laugh at his sister.

So softly, I got my sister downstairs.

At the breakfast table, her mother, Ailan, was serving her sons and daughters breakfast like nobody’s business, giving them advice on what to watch out for when they went to school.

Xiaojuan didn’t even dare to raise her head, just nodded desperately.

Xiaochuan realized that his mother’s eyes flashed with a different look, like excitement, like fear, like anticipation.

In the afternoon, he rushed home from his newspaper job early.

It’s always quiet at home without my daughter.

Upstairs, in mom’s room, there was the sound of a record on the phonograph, and it was mom’s favorite singer, Baek Kwang, singing in a delicate voice: “Someone said to me… something about… the Peach Blossom River being a nest of beauties…”

He gingerly made his way up the stairs, stripped off his suit for a short brown lab coat of lightweight cigarette gauze, turned up the snowy cuffs, and made his way to his mother’s room.

Pushing open the door to the hidden room, he found his mom reclining on the couch, her eyes closed, enjoying the beautiful song on the phonograph.

Ogawa tiptoed towards his mom while sizing her up.

Mom is beautiful!

I saw my mother did not wear the cheongsam she often wears, but wore a linen light-colored short blouse, outside is also a smoky gray shoulders, underneath the dark green pants, head loosely combed in a bun, sideburns inserted a branch of magnolia, lined with the end of her beautiful face, it is really: fruitful and full of gestures, such as blossoming in the fall of the camellia; clear and beautiful and moving color, even better than the peach blossom dancing in the spring breeze!

Coupled with the luscious song “Beauty’s Nest in the Peach Blossom River”, it really makes Xiaochuan feel that his home is the Peach Blossom River where the beauties are gathered!

“Mma.”

Ogawa gently sat down next to his mom and reached around her slender waist.

“Awww, you scared Momma again!”

Ellen slapped her chest in disbelief.

But the bouncing breasts in that thin tunic added to the endless charm.

Ogawa didn’t feel a little obsessed.

He put Ailan close to his side, leaned on his mother’s ear and softly said: “I’m sorry to disturb you when I see your mom listening to the song so attentively. In addition, mom so moving appearance, I also want to enjoy to appreciate it.”

Ailan softly with his son to put himself over, leaning on his son’s shoulder to eat and laugh and said: “You ah, mouth full of honey. Where women can eat your flowers ah.”

Although Ailan’s waist was not as thin as Xiaojuan’s, it was plump and supple.

Ogawa enjoyed this feeling very much.

He in his mother’s soft belly, gently soft touch, mouth sweet words gushing: “Mom, not my son’s sweet mouth, is really my mother looks really charming! Even I, as a son, are fascinated by you.”

With that, he kissed his mom on her red lips.

“Uh… don’t be like this.”

Ellen dodged left and right, only to let her son’s thirsty lips land on her fragrant cheeks.

Ogawa relaxed away when he saw his mom struggling.

Ailan tidied her hair at her temples and complained in a shy manner, “There is no such thing as a son with a fragrant face… Go, go, go and kiss your dear sister. Leave your own mother alone.”

Xiaochuan already know, mom actually early on their son’s heart secretly, just can not pull the face of being a mother.

In fact, it is, let the pro-mother pull down face with pro-son bed sex is so a kind of embarrassment, not to mention the mother and son adultery is still incest taboos in the first taboo.

But after making love to his sister yesterday, Ogawa is determined to pull his mom down and bathe in incestuous love today.

It just so happened that the record had changed to a different song, White Light’s famous “Prude”.

He put his finger up to his lips in a silent gesture, then pointed to the phonograph: “Sh… listen.”

Ailan was surprised and quieted down to listen carefully.

Bai Guang’s melodramatic voice came from the speakers: “Be serious, be serious, don’t be a hypocrite, you’re in love, I’m in love, let’s talk about it today…”

“Oh, you’re talking about mom being a prude? I’m so dead, how could I have raised such a son…”

Ellen instantly flushed red, and like a little girl, she clenched her pink fists and thumped them against her son’s shoulders.

Xiaochuan laughed and dodged: “Moma, no, no, no. I didn’t mean…”

“It’s not that, what does it mean? Gaining an inch, bullying Mummy. Ignore you.”

Said Ailan, breaking away from her son’s embrace and stomping towards the door in her embroidered slippers.

Ogawa was a bit dumbfounded: had he made a mistake?

For a moment he sat frozen on the couch.

Ailan to the door did not see her son come after her, could not help but twist her head to send out a bright smile:” Son, in broad daylight, you want mom what ah? You always boast that you know women’s hearts!”

Upon hearing this, Xiaochuan was overjoyed and jumped up to chase after him…

The loft is normally used as a guest room.

Tiger sunroofs are not small, but keep the windows drawn .

So even at this 2 or 3 o’clock in the afternoon, it’s still pretty dark on the third floor loft.

Ellen was carried up to the attic by her son.

As soon as Ogawa pulled off the bedspread from the guest bed and placed her on the bed, she gave it a push and her son fell on top of his mom.

For the first time in their lives, the lips of mother and son touched, and a blazing fire of lust started up.

Two soulful, serpentine tongues hungrily explored, tangled, and sucked in each other’s mouths.

They kissed so tightly and for so long that both of their breaths began to catch.

Ogawa greedily sucked the amorous juices from his mother’s mouth and his hands groped eagerly in her bosom.

From his neck to his breasts, to the small of his back, he looked as if he were a teenager who had first touched the sea of love and seemed so monkey-minded.

But where his hands probed, buttons and sashes came undone in droves.

With the friction and writhing of his body, Ailan’s chest was half undone in no time, not only the corset and tunic, but even the clasp at the back of the corset was dissolved, and the large half of her round, bulging, snow-white breasts were already exposed.

Ogawa’s kisses also moved from his mom’s lips to her cheeks, then from her cheeks to her neck, and finally from her chest up to the high, holy peak of the Virgin Mary.

Mom’s soft mounds of flesh, freed from the confines of her corset, heaved up against her chest.

Seeing the white beautiful breasts, Xiaochuan greatly swallowed a mouthful of water.

At the top of her mother’s breasts, the hard nipples were even more red and high up Ailan closed her eyes tightly, enjoying the intertwining of the opposite sex’s flesh after a long time of absence.

A soulful moan escaped her lips as her son’s lips kissed the peak of her desire.

And her hand went precisely from her son’s belt, to his topmost button, and began to fleshly caress her son’s robust chest directly with her hot, delicate hand.

Ogawa’s hands roamed tremblingly over that sacred territory on his mother’s chest.

This was the exclusive territory of his father, a man whose image he could no longer remember.

Here was the deep gully, flanked by two rounded graves, graves in which were buried the envious, curious, greedy eyes of many men, including myself.

However, the mother’s breasts, like a fountain buried deep in the ground, when his father used the key of his desire to open the fountain of youth of his 14-year-old mother, here, these two fountains spewed out beautiful sweet milk, feeding himself — he kneaded carefully, deeply tasted.

After that night, I had always wanted to explore my mother’s breasts, but today I was able to realize it by massaging and undulating them with my hands and lips.

He switched to sucking on a different breast.

Those nipples had long been hard and erect above the soft breasts.

With each suck he made, Mom let out a low whimper.

It’s such a wonderful place to be after such a long absence!

Think of the day when you were a confused baby, but you were just sucking on this place for your appetite.

And today he himself is sucking for lust!

This is the saying of Mencius: “Food and color are also sex!”

It’s just that whether it’s for ‘food’ or ‘sex’, this sucking on mom’s nipples is full of a son’s love for his mother!

Ogawa’s hand slowly drew across a plain of warm skin.

At the end of that plain, that pale thicket of reeds were two small peaks that jutted out slightly.

Beneath the peak of that mountain is the fountainhead of all great life, the beginning of one’s own life.

Suddenly, his hands got wet all of a sudden, and it was clear that he had come to a watery, zephyr country.

Dense reeds grew on the soft earth, and a trickle of warm water made everything wet and warm…

He tried to use his hands to probe the treasure that had given birth to him, but the slightest effort caused his shoulder to pinch painfully from his mother’s nails.

Mom’s treasure was so wet, so soft, and so elastic that her fingers couldn’t even explore the inside.

His fingers gently undulated and slid over the hole, feeling the charms of this great gateway to life, but at the same time it gave him a great sense of incongruity; how could he give birth to such a large body as his own when this tight source could not, I’m afraid, accommodate his own rod?

Ailan was a bit overwhelmed by her son’s delicate and slow twisting, the paralyzing excitement spreading through her body, and in her lower abdomen gentle and sticky liquid that was already overflowing from her honey spot.

This phenomenon made Ailan long forget that she was the mother of the man on her body, and became a purely female animal, wanting only the pleasure of the woman without any other thought.

By the twisting of her torso, one of her curved feet reached into her son’s crotch, and the pants she had just removed had faded to between his buttocks.

Her bare toes slid over her son’s thick prick and her heart beat fiercely.

It’s so big!

But the toes then stomped straight downward, pushing his son’s pants down to his ankles in one fell swoop.

Ogawa got excited.

He pulled off his mother’s inner and outer pants and just ambled up in a flash.

The son’s prick and the mother’s sex immediately joined together!

Ogawa felt his huge glans completely embraced by his mom’s warm and moist vagina.

Mom’s place was so wet and slippery and hot that it seemed to melt her prick.

The sheer layers of pussy flesh pressed against his rod, a steady stream of lustful water wrapping around his advancing glans.

Ailan’s lower body was jerking up very hard.

With the rhythm of Xiao Chuan’s thrusts and withdrawals, Ai Lan couldn’t help but push her lower body upwards, trying desperately to allow her son’s rod to penetrate even deeper into her fiery depths.

In no time at all, mother and son were in perfect rhythm.

Here and there, in and out, seamlessly.

The powerful young thrusts and rhythms of her son’s rod caused the slutty flesh of Ellen’s pussy to shake constantly due to the indescribable pleasure it brought.

The flames of burning carnal desire steamed up!

The constant onslaught of stimulation caused Ailan’s entire body to lean back in a beautiful arch, and she kept letting out moans of excitement.

Ogawa got on top of his mom and thrust to his heart’s content.

The slutty flesh of his mom’s pussy wrapped tightly around his cock like a warm hot water bag.

That just the right amount of tightness, with every tattooed welcome from his mom, caused Xiaochuan to feel immense excitement and pleasure.

He strained his hips, letting his lance go to the bottom every time, splashing ripples of pleasure across his mom’s flower center.

He and his mom don’t need the “nine shades of blue” and all that.

He just felt like he understood every nuance of his mom’s requirements and scratched her itch with every thrust.

And with every twitch, every welcoming movement, Mom’s cunt squeezed him where it was most comfortable.

Neither his wife, nor his mistress, nor any other woman he had ever had sexual relations with, not even his own beloved sister had ever had such an unimpeded pleasure!

Mom’s pussy had traversed her son’s flesh, and Mom’s pussy was most adept at accommodating her son’s prick!

Only a mother knows her son’s heart best, and only a mother is most considerate of her son’s sex!

Xiaochuan completely lost the calmness he used to have sex with, no longer savoring the tightness and reaction of the woman underneath him.

He knew that every clench, every jerk, every moan was an invitation and a command to him, a plea for him to do his duty as a son, to completely fill the emptiness in his mom’s pussy that had been there for more than a decade, a command to poke and slam into her pussy faster and harder.

Ailan couldn’t restrain herself from letting out a great moan, although it was only a painful grunt, not the most stimulating Ogawa’s lustful voice in the past, but it was enough to stimulate him: his mother had completely submitted to his own prick.

One climax after another came to Ailan, her head bobbing uncontrollably on the pillow, her hair long since dispersed into a pillow full of long hair, spread across her chest and into her mouth.

Her ass kept lifting and lowering to meet each impact of her son’s rod.

Another wave of uncontrollable pleasure hit her, and she took a bite out of a stray strand of hair.

What was left of her sanity made her afraid that she would restrain herself from screaming and startle her next door neighbors behind the brick wall.

She screamed in her mind for the hundredth time, for the thousandth time, “Come on, my baby boy! Poke your mom’s pussy! Mommy loves you so much, loves your prick, your cock, your dick! Come on, my son, my mother’s pussy needs you, I’d like to be my son’s mistress, my son’s concubine, my son’s whore, I’d like to be your horse, your cow, your concubine, your maidservant, as long as your cock is in my pussy every day…”

Mother and son completely and utterly let go of themselves, enjoying the secret pleasures of this incestuous love in this attic, indulging in the lustful mountain of mother-son adultery.

I don’t know how long it took for the lewd sounds to grind to a halt.

Only ragged gasps still echoed through the low loft.

I don’t know how long, Xiaochuan’s voice softly rang: “Mom, just now you comfortable?”

Elan was silent for a while before she answered her son in a low, hoarse voice: “Son, you’ve poked your mother to death…”

Xiaochuan was a bit anxious: “Aiya, mom, didn’t you enjoy yourself just now? That’s why I pushed so hard. Are you okay? Did not break you right?”

“Pfft”, Ailan laughed: “Look at how anxious you are. You know you love mom now? Mom is a vegetarian for too long. And you came up to give mom a braised hoof to eat.”

Ogawa was relieved.

He rubbed and played with his mother’s soft breasts, pampered and said: “mom, son is poor mom you have not eaten meat for more than ten years, only to try their best to feed mom well.”

“Were you so desperate just now, were you afraid that Mma wouldn’t give this thing of yours a chance to get loose again?”

Loveland lovingly took hold of her son’s prick and gently rubbed it.

“How come? Mom loves her son the most, so of course she will take care of his needs every day in the future. Besides, doesn’t mom also want her son to be filial?”

Ogawa playfully pulled out his mom’s wet pussy.

“Oily and flowery.”

Ailan lassoed her son’s prick that was beginning to stiffen again, “But you’re good with this thing, no wonder you’ve spent it on so many women. Momma really likes it too, it’s much better than your father.”

Xiaochuan was a bit jealous: “Mom, don’t mention dad, okay? It’s a weird time to mention dad.”

Ailan laughed and kissed her son on the cheek, teasing him with a mischievous demeanor that belied his age: “What’s wrong? My son. Did you feel sorry for your father’s wife, or are you jealous of your deceased father?”

“It’s always, always a feeling that can’t be told.”

“Never mind, you have to remember: your father is the sky, your mother is the earth. Only when heaven and earth come together can you be born!”

Ogawa suddenly came to life.

He jumped on top of mom and pushed his heavy, hard prick into her hole again, slowly pumping it in and out, asking, “Mummy… am I… your new sky now?”

“ohh… uh… you are now… not mom’s… my… alone sky… it’s… it’s… it’s our family’s… A. ohh… slow… mom can’t stand it there… you’re the family’s… sky… it’s my sky… and your sister’s… sky…”

Then Ailan wrapped her legs around her son’s waist, enjoying his tenderness again… Suddenly, the desk clock downstairs chimed four times, and Ailan suddenly stiffened: “Siew Chuan, come down here quickly. It’s four o’clock. Your sister will be back from class…”

Xiaochuan holding mom’s waist is still non-stop thrusting: “back on back, or the three of us together.”

“No, I didn’t cook dinner either, and none of the dishes were fried.”

Siu Chuan paused for a while, then resumed his work: “Rice? We can still cook it later… food? I’ll buy some from the rice shop at the intersection… Mom, you have to let me cum, don’t you?”

“Greedy… Mom… there’s nothing… I can do… for you…”

When Xiaojuan returned home, all the hot meals were already set on the eight centimeters table in the parlor room.

The family started dinner.

However, Xiaojuan always felt that something was not quite right there, but she could not tell where it was.

The food was still two meat, two veggies, four dishes and one soup, and my mom and brother were still the same.

But why did it still feel like something was happening in the house, a strange atmosphere permeated the Shikumen.

Although my mother was still asking questions, she was always avoiding her gaze, as if she was shy; my brother was still funny and humorous, but he was constantly scanning himself and my mother, and in that gaze… ah!

Probably!

What happened to myself last night is probably repeating itself with my mom!

Juan was starting to get impatient for dinner to be over.

She was about to open her big beautiful eyes in excitement, but was stopped by a look from her brother.

She forcibly suppressed her excited and curious mood, hurriedly picking off the rice in the bowl and putting the bowl down: “Mma, Ah Brother, I’ve eaten well. I’ll go upstairs first.”

Ailan looked at her daughter’s back, a little shy and overwhelmed.

Xiaochuan also put down his rice bowl, came over to his mother’s side, and rubbed his face against her red cheeks: “Mom, don’t be afraid, I’ll take care of A-mei.”

Said also went upstairs, leaving mom Ailan sitting at the dining table, heart like fifteen buckets – seven up and eight down, do not know what he was thinking.

Ogawa had just entered his sister’s room when Juan hugged him on.

The siblings had a long kiss before embracing and rolling onto the bed.

The siblings giggled and rolled around unbuttoning each other.

Within moments Ogawa’s head was inside his sister’s tunic kissing her buds.

Juan also took hold of her brother’s prick.

Ogawa’s hand went up his sister’s skirt.

Juan obediently wiggled his ass and let his brother remove his panties.

Ogawa held the narrowest end of her sister’s panties to her nose: “Let me smell what’s in my sister’s pussy.”

“So… does Mma’s place taste different from mine?”

Xiaochuan suddenly stopped laughing and looked at his sister with a tense face: “What did you say?”

Xiaojuan stared at her brother’s eyes with a smile on her face, “Brother, does Mma’s flavor taste different from A-mei’s?”

Xiaochuan could no longer keep a straight face, and a smile bloomed on his face: “Stinky girl, so refined! Be careful not to get a husband if you are too smart.”

“My husband is you, my own brother!”

Juan moved to wrap his arms around his brother’s neck.

Ogawa pulled off his sister’s skirt that was in the way and touched her bare ass and asked, “How did you see that?”

“See what?”

Juan began to breathe heavily under her brother’s touch.

Without slowing down, Xiaochuan teased his sister’s asshole and pussy with his fingers: “Damn kid, how do you know that mom and I… are going to have a good time?”

“Oh, really? Ah Goh, you’re really going to have a good time with Mma…?”

Siu Kuen jumped up from her brother’s body with her bare buttocks, and then jumped into his arms again: “Brother, come on, tell me, how did you…”

“Okay, poke your brother’s cock in your pussy first and Ah will tell you slowly.”

Since it was not advisable to exercise strenuously after the meal, Xiaochuan just soaked his prick in his sister’s tight cunt, held her on his body, and then told her in detail about his one-and-a-half with his mom.

Juan listened quietly, occasionally letting out a question in a comfortable hum.

She was filled with a look of intoxication, not sure if she was reveling in her brother’s gentle pumping or in the mellow mother-son romance between her brother and her mom.

When her brother finished, she broke free from his arms with a few sharp squats of her ass.

Then, without even putting on her pants, she ran for the door with her bare ass.

“Hey, hey, Juan, are you crazy? What are you doing out there with your bare ass?”

“I’ll go get Mma…”

As he watched his sister’s bare white ass disappear in the doorway, Ogawa smiled bitterly: “This…”

Not long after, mom’s panicked voice rang out, “Oops, Xiaojuan, you’re a nymphomaniac, why did you come to pull me with your bare ass?”

“Mom, you’re in your own home, and there are no outsiders. What are you afraid of? Let’s have fun with brother…”

“Hai… Hai what?”

The mom obviously couldn’t understand her daughter’s foreign language.

But when she entered the room and saw her son’s huge rod on the bed, she understood everything… VIII.

In the blink of an eye, four or five months passed.

That afternoon–

“Mom, I’m home.”

Ogawa closed the door behind him and called out as he headed upstairs.

As soon as he had entered his bedroom door, a pair of hands came from behind him and took the carrier bag from his hand, then gently helped him remove the outer garment from his body.

“Tired, aren’t you? Rest first.”

Needless to say, the only one who was so warm and considerate was his beloved and loving mom.

Ogawa turned back to her, and with a light spread of her arms, she took that voluptuous body into her arms.

“Missed me, Momma.”

The son’s lips pressed against his mom’s plump red lips and the two tongues began to intertwine.

As his breath caught, his son’s hands stroked all over his mom’s thin waist and round ass.

Mom’s hands also tightened around her son’s broad spine, desperately pressing the bulge in his pants against the base of her thighs.

After a while, Ailan broke away from her son’s embrace, gently caressed her son’s handsome cheeks, and softly said: ”You must be very tired after working all day. Momma served you to rest a little. In the evening, when my sister comes back from school, you must play until midnight again.”

Xiaochuan held his mom’s pair of tits: “Mom, later you must face me on top. I want to play with your tits.”

Ailan blushed and unbuttoned her son’s shirt: “Are Juan’s tits funny too? I’m afraid you’ll see it on my face… it’s so slutty… I’ll be embarrassed, mom.”

“Momma, my son just loves to see the look on your face when you poke and prod with my son, Momma. The sluttier it is, the more I like it.”

“Then… we’ll talk about it in the morning. Anyway, I’ve put my face on the line as a mom. I’ve already told you… what face is there to tell.”

Saying this, Ailan gave her beloved son a coquettish cross glance and smoothly held her hand on her son’s rod, “As long as you fight for your honor here and make Mma…”

Looking at mom’s blushing pink face that kind of shy, but also full of slutty look, Xiaochuan did not feel lust.

He a mother into his arms, a hand from the cheongsam’s open fork into the mother’s panties, fingers immediately plunged into the muddy wet ditch there: “Mom, son’s chick was born by you. To be able to go back to serve mom, where it is not once a hard-on?”

Ailan was panting for breath from her son, and wanted her son to penetrate the pussy that gave birth to him: “Okay, okay. Lie down on the bed, there are only shoes and socks left. Let Momma help you take them off.”

Ogawa let go, kicked the panties off his ankles, and collapsed on his back on his big bed.

Ailan forced her desire to go forward to untie her son’s shoelaces and take off his socks, her eyes had long since been unable to leave her son’s crotch straight and erect rod.

Putting her son’s shoes in place, Ailan took hold of her son’s thick baby and opened her mouth to take the clanking glans into her mouth.

“Ah…”

Ogawa let out a long breath.

Ailan as if intentionally do to his son, put the tip of the tongue on top of the glans, and then a brain swallowed, fragrant red lips opened wide to swallow his son’s rod looks really unimaginable lewdness.

After Ailan’s mouth was filled to the brim with her son’s rod, she began to suck in and spit out, focusing single-mindedly on the matter of making her son happy.

She started shaking her head like a rattle, making chirps… chirps…

Lascivious sounds.

“ah… coo… oo…”

Ogawa frowned trying to hold back the excitement.

But with the warmth of her mouth and the soft touch of her mucous membranes, coupled with her mother’s marvelous tongue skills, there was no denying that the body’s response was gradually rising.

The sharp pleasure that kept coming made Ogawa practically gasp.

He looked up as his mom’s thin, rounded ass clung to the edge of the bed, swaying with the movement of her mouth.

Especially that huge round ass that was tightly wrapped by the fuchsia silk, just in front of her eyes constantly arching back and forth up and down, looked particularly attractive.

Xiaochuan couldn’t help but reach out and lift up the hem of his mother’s cheongsam, and as soon as he pulled off the long-wet silk panties inside, he plunged his hand inside.

Mom’s slit was already waterlogged.

The finger plunged inside hot and wet and immediately went inside the vagina.

Mom’s mouth movements paused for a moment, stimulated by the sudden thrust, and then began to suck more frantically again.

Ogawa took hold of his mother’s pussy and pulled her ass toward him.

Ailan obediently moved her ass in front of her son’s face, leaning herself crookedly against the small of Ogawa’s back to suck his son’s cock.

Ogawa also tilted his upper body and pressed his face to his mother’s snow white and pink ass, pumping his fingers in her hole while gently licking and nibbling the smooth and delicate skin of her ass.

Suddenly, a fire of desire welled up in his heart, and he tilted his upper body up to unbutton his mom’s shirt: “Mma, I can’t stand it anymore. You quickly sit up.”

Although she had been sleeping with her son for several months now, Ailan was still very shy in front of her son, not at all comparable to her cheerful and generous daughter’s quickness to take off and fuck when she said she would.

She shyly stood up and took off her cheongsam, which also contained only a new ‘Pontius’ bra that her son had bought for her.

And the shyness of taking off her bra, facing her son, straddling his thighs, and sitting her son’s mammoth prick toward her pussy was even more difficult for Ellen to handle.

My son’s prick was still so big, so thick, so hot!

Each time she let her son’s genitals penetrate the organ she had given birth to him, Ailan felt a sense of dislocation.

Not only was her pussy swollen to overflowing with each thrust due to the thickness of her son’s cock, making her amazed each time how her naturally narrow vagina had given birth to such a large body in the first place; but that dislocation of her son thrusting his genitals into his mother’s genitals added to the intense, hidden thrill of the crime that the traditionally educated woman was experiencing.

Just like when she was a child secretly reading “Water Margin” she fantasized that she was a man who left home, left her repressive family and went to the vast rivers and lakes to be chivalrous, but today, although she did not leave home, she had the opportunity to leave the traditional rites and customs, to leave the secular society, and to go hogwash in another heaven and earth, in a world of incest.

The son was rubbing his mom’s two breasts that had nursed him.

The gusts of pleasure on the round mounds and on the nipples accompanied by the stimulation in her lower cunt made Ailan completely abandon her motherly dignity.

She rocked her huge round ass and kept going up and down, slurping her son’s prick back and forth in her pussy.

“My son… my… my… my… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… My… my… my…. Bird your eggs… A.ohh. Poke your mother’s pussy… my son…”

A torrent of dirty and obscene words, never before uttered from the lips of a mother who had always been a woman of honor, gushed from her mother’s mouth, accompanied by soul-crushing moans that spilled out to her son as he lay on his back.

Ogawa had never heard or seen his mom be so slutty.

Even during the first few days of the new incest, mom was teaching her daughter in bed not to scream foul language when poking her brother in the pussy.

And today, mom herself even said “poke you in the mother’s hole” when a lowlife swears.

A surge of excitement ran through Ogawa’s heart.

He knew his mom hadn’t completely let go until today!

The criminal feeling of incest that had previously been repressed in mom’s mind was also completely thrown away at this point.

He tried to get up and hug his mother in a frenzy of poking and prodding.

But today he still had a plan in mind, to preserve his strength so that he could realize it to the fullest.

So he just lay back and let his mom get herself off on him.

He just played with his mom’s tits and touched her ass thighs.

Ailan’s legs began to clamp down hard on her son’s waist.

After a convulsion, a large spurt of liquid from mom’s pussy sprayed onto Ogawa’s still-softening rod.

Immediately afterward mom’s petite body collapsed on top of her son’s.

“Good! Mma, Ah, your mother and son took advantage of the fact that I didn’t come back to steal food, didn’t they?”

My sister’s smiling face peeked out of the doorway.

She was wearing a light blue wide-sleeved dickey student dress, underneath a black pleated student skirt, a head of eyebrow bangs commonly known as “clear soup hanging noodles” ear short hair, lined with tender and beautiful smile, a pure little girl look, really let a person see my pity.

“Why are you back so early today?”

Although I know that my daughter is a joke, originally? Mother and daughter in a bed with their beloved son’s brother in the flesh I don’t know how many times, but Ailan is still so naked with his son lying in bed with his daughter in such a way that there is so much embarrassment.

“It’s still early, huh? I’ve gone for a drive in my ‘Shinya’. Look…”

Said Xiaojuan lifted her hand to show her mom and brother the paper bag in her hand.

“What’s that? You want to buy it at the ‘Shinya’?”

Ogawa asked as he wrapped one arm around his mom and rested one hand behind his head in a leisurely manner.

“What day is this? Have you all forgotten? Are you so focused on mother-son adultery that you’ve forgotten all about Mid-Autumn Festival?”

Xiaojuan smiled cheekily and put down what she was holding, “It’s ‘Xin Ya’s’ freshly baked mooncake.”

“Come, come to Argo.”

Ogawa waved to his sister.

“What for? You’re in love with mom, what am I doing?”

While her mouth was strong, Juan’s feet immediately came to her brother’s side.

Xiaochuan put his hand into his sister’s school skirt and groped her tender pussy: “How could Ah Gao forget? I ordered the mooncakes from the Rikuo Residence a long time ago, and they’re right over there on the desk.”

“Oops, you all bought mooncakes?!”

Ailan pivoted her upper body, a pair of snow-white breasts trembling and swaying straight, “I also went to ‘Joe’s Fence’ this morning and bought two boxes.”

“Ah… Ah Goh, be gentle… I told you earlier… You’re all so caught up in… hee hee hee… mother-son incest… you only know how to… poke and prod… and you don’t even think about communicating about the festival…”

Ailan reached out and pinched her daughter’s high breasts in the summer dress, laughed: “or brother and sister incest is good. A brother and sister and play KASS, and abetting tits, abetting bird, and licking hole, poking hole, so that even my slutty daughter knows to buy moon cakes to brother over the Mid-Autumn Festival, hope for eternity with the brother reunion of the reunion of the.”

“No? Brother, Mummy’s bullying me…”

Juan blushed and asked his brother for help.

“Did you bully Mummy first.”

Listening to this family fun-filled banter between his mom and sister, Ogawa happily pressed his sister’s head, towards his own not-yet-ejaculated prick, “A brother punishes you, by sucking out the cum that Mma didn’t have the time to fuck out just now.”

Xiaojuan took hold of her brother’s slippery prick: “Oops, A-Go’s balls are covered with mom’s slutty water.”

He said, lowering his head and taking his brother’s rod into his mouth.

Xiaochuan flipped up the skirt on his sister’s ass in front of him, pulled down the white panties, first patted his sister’s tight and round tender buttocks, and then pulled out a handful of them in the crack of the femur and said: “Still talking about Mma, your slutty water here has already flowed so much.”

Ailan smiled and climbed out of the children who were playing lustfully, wiped her wet pussy with her own panties, and then didn’t even put on a piece of underwear, just put on the cheongsam, and then turned back to Xiaochuan and said: “You guys play for a while. Mma to go to the soybean taro hot a little. Okay to call you.”

(Shanghai custom, the Mid-Autumn Festival must be cooked with taro carrots with shelled beans as the main food. I don’t know if this is the case in other places.)

It was Ogawa’s idea to set dinner in the attic, with the pretense that he could enjoy the moon from the skylight.

In fact, you can enjoy tonight’s bright moonlight just as well from Ogawa’s south-facing front building.

But at this time the whole family took Xiaochuan as the backbone, no one will not disobey his heart.

The whole family was left without their daughter, Ting Ting.

Daughter lives in a foreigner’s kindergarten.

Foreigners are only concerned about Christmas and Resurrection festivals, they don’t care about the Chinese Mid-Autumn Festival.

But it’s good, it’s one less thing for everyone to worry about.

Ailan set up the dishes, but she saw her son bring up a pair of joss sticks.

She asked strangely, “My son, today is not the New Year, what are you doing with the joss sticks? Are you sacrificing to your ancestors or worshipping the gods?”

It was Xiaojuan who was smart enough to understand her brother’s feelings: “Brother, it’s not the seventh day of the seventh month, are you begging for coins?

”

July 7 is the time when the Cowherd and the Weaving Maiden meet in the sky on the seventh day of the seventh month.

The festival is a time for children to beg for love.

Xiaochuan smiled faintly, set up the incense and candles, and drew a match to light the candles: “Our family has already accomplished all we can, so we don’t need to beg anymore. I want to pray to the heavens on this night of reunion that our whole family will live together happily forever!”

As soon as these words were uttered, not only her mother, Ailan, but also her younger sister, Xiaojuan, who had always been mischievous, became serious.

Yeah!

Only people like them, who are immersed in this honeyed, happy family love, know the value of a united family life!

Ailan led the way by picking up three sticks of incense, lighting them and inserting them into the incense burner before kneeling down and kowtowing three times reverently.

Ogawa and Juan did the same.

The family knelt in a row, with Ogawa in the center and his mother and sister on either side, and bowed up together.

Ailan piously bowed to the bright moon, closed her eyes and mumbled: “Heaven, Xin’s disciple, Liu Ailan, prayed sincerely: I have formed a sinful relationship with my disciple’s son, and I know that I have sinned a lot. Do not seek this life rich, do not seek the next life as a human being, even if the death of the eighteen layers of hell, after the world as a cow as a horse, fall into the animal path, only to seek this life can always be with the disciple’s son Zhang Xiaochuan together, do not let people know, do not let people know, disciple life reduction of ten years is also willing to!”

Xiaojuan then bowed and said, “Grandmother Moon, Zhang Xiaojuan, a woman from the lower realm, begs you. I beg you to keep my brother by my side forever, and my mom with me, so that we can be happy together forever, and never be separated in this life!”

Xiaochuan also bowed a few times: “Moon, you are the symbol of reunion, you are the protector of beauty. I, Zhang Xiaochuan, don’t want to be rich and famous. I only wish to be with my beloved mother and sister for all eternity, to be a mother and son for all eternity, to be a brother and sister for all eternity, and for all eternity, to make my mother, son, brother and sister lovers, to love each other until the end of time…”

After worshipping the moon, everyone sat down.

A small round table was filled with wine and food.

Ogawa sat on the side facing the tiger window, and both his mom and sister sat on either side of him, right next to him, leaving one side of the round table empty.

Xiaojuan wanted to pull the sofa chair a little looser, but Xiaochuan stopped her: “Forget it, leave that side for Tingting.”

Xiaojuan squinted at her brother and said with a smile, “Brother, Tingting is only three years old this year! Do you want her too?”

“Sure.”

Ailan was cutting one mooncake into four pieces, “There are four of us in the family. There are three women, how can he be a man and favor one over the other?”

“But… Ting Ting is still young.”

Xiaojuan stuffed a taro into her mouth and said vaguely.

Xiaochuan took a piece of moon cake handed by his mom and kissed her first.

Ailan smiled and accepted the son’s intimacy, listening to his son said some reasoning: “Tingting is small, I now move her is too inhumane. However, I am now with mom mother and son incest, with your brother and sister incest, now put a daughter, not to come to a father-daughter incest, you say is not like a mahjong table missing a hitch, three short of one? It’s just that Ting Ting is a bit small. But I can wait. Wait for her to grow up.”

Ailan aside interestingly said: “Yes, our countryside to raise child brides, not to mention ten years old, seven or eight years old in bed, eleven or twelve years old as a mother of many people.”

Xiaojuan laughed and pointed at her brother: “Anyway, Ah Ge, you’re a big pervert.”

Grimacing and grimacing, Ogawa opened his arms and pounced on his sister’s body in an attempt to bite her: “Ow… the wolf is coming to eat you…”

Ellen smiled as she watched her son and daughter make a mess and got up to go to the phonograph and put on a gumbo record.

There was a sweet song: “The wind blew coolly that night, the nightingale sang, the flowers dreamed under the moon, and only the fragrance of the nightshade…”

In the beautiful melody, the family happily ate and drank and laughed and joked with each other, and the small attic was filled with the heavenly joy of the family.

When she was almost done eating, Xiaochuan suddenly asked her sister, “Xiaojuan, do you know why I asked you to come up for dinner without your underwear?”

Xiaojuan red-faced slanted his brother a glance: “It’s not that you want to play any bad ideas, eat a good meal so that you can do bad things a little more convenient.”

Ailan also ate and smiled at her son, her hand on her own ass and nothing in her own gown.

Ogawa shook his head : “Also right and wrong.”

Both mother and daughter were a bit surprised: “What’s wrong there? Don’t you want to?”

“This evening, we’re having a moonrise wine, aren’t we?”

“Right.”

Mother and daughter nodded their heads together, still confused, unable to figure out what kind of fancy sutra this son Argo was going to come up with.

“Just now we were enjoying the bright moon in the sky, I want to enjoy the ‘bright moon’ on the ground now!”

“A bright moon in the sky? The moon on earth?”

Juan was still a bit confused, “Is it ‘bright moonlight in the sky, suspected to be frost on the ground’?”

Ailan understood at once, her pretty face rose as if it was going to drip blood: “Aiya, you little redneck is really bad!”

“Momma, what does Ago mean?”

” My daughter, the ‘bright moon’ is… is…”

Ailan was so excited and shy in her mind that she couldn’t stop eating and talking.

“Half a day in the breeze, a couch in the moonlight… I’ll tell you to be gentle… not like the usual…”

Xiaochuan colorful, staring at the shyness of the beautiful mother, faithfully recited a famous Ming Dynasty lewd words.

“Oh, you… you, son, you really want our…”

Ailan was nervous and jumpy inside.

“Mma, right. First enjoy the bright moon, then fold the backyard flowers.”

Now Juan got it too.

The ‘bright moon’ was a reference to his own and his mother’s asses, and the ‘backyard flower’ was his brother’s need to penetrate his asshole!

She also knows ‘Backyard Flowers’.

It’s also in the Sex Scriptures. French women love that tone.

It is said that French women are twice as likely to let their husbands and lovers go through the ‘back door’ as through the ‘front door’.

But with his brother’s prick so thick and his own asshole so small, it usually hurt when his brother poked and prodded his finger in.

Would it hurt to stick a big, thick rod like that in there?

Ogawa helped his mother to lie on her back on the sofa chair, arched her body, put her hips high in the air, and then lifted the hem of the cheongsam to reveal her beautiful ass.

Juan also plopped down on the sofa chair, puckered his ass, and waited for his brother to lift his skirt.

Ogawa pushed the round table aside and pushed the two couches together.

All of a sudden, his mother and sister, two round, snow-white asses, puckered side by side in front of his eyes.

He undressed himself and sat down in his own chair and began to enjoy his mom and sister’s ‘bright moon’

Up.

He stroked his mother’s and sister’s asses with one hand, occasionally peeling back the slit to admire it.

Mom’s ass was huge and soft and the skin on it was so delicate.

His sister’s ass was a little smaller, but it had begun to round out over the past few months with his male nourishment.

He peeled back the crack of his mom’s strut and admired the view.

Mom’s labia were surrounded by dark pubic hair, and her reddish pussy flesh was slightly open and lewdly stained with wet, lustful water, as if she was eagerly awaiting the arrival of her son’s cock.

Instead, the asshole above the labia was tightly closed, even the radiating folds were pink, almost exactly like her sister’s.

Ogawa hastily peeled back his sister’s ass to control it as well.

Sure enough, except for the smaller extent of the folds in her sister’s asshole, both the mother and daughter’s assholes were extremely similar, both in color and in the shape of the folds.

Satisfied, he thrust the middle fingers of both hands into his mother’s and sister’s assholes.

Dry, tight and hard to penetrate.

Juan’s ass visibly jerked as the sphincter in his asshole tightened his brother’s finger inside.

Siu Kuen asked pitifully, “Brother, are you… going to poke there?”

Xiaochuan pulls out his finger and slaps it on his sister’s ass cheeks: “Don’t be afraid, didn’t brother say that he wants to ‘enjoy the moon’? Do not properly appreciate the appreciation of you and mom’s ass, is not easy to give your backdoor deflowering.”

Said, he mischievously used his fingers to pick up his sister’s wet pussy: “But your pussy is itchy you have to wait a while.”

Ailan said in a timid voice, “Chuan, can you hurry up… Mummy has been doing this… it’s embarrassing.”

Xiaochuan look, mother and sister are pouting like a big white bare ass, half-unraveled lapel reveals two big round tits, like a bitch in heat kneeling on the short armchair, the most secret place on the body of a woman exposed to the light of day, is indeed enough obscene stimulation.

No wonder Mom, who had always been very reserved even in bed, felt embarrassed.

“Momma, don’t be in a hurry. My son has come to give you a lick of your pussy and asshole to honor you as a mother.”

Ogawa replied softly.

Just as Xiaochuan lowered his head to kiss his mom’s pussy, Xiaojuan snorted with joy: “Mma, we even poked our pussy for Ah Gao, what’s so embarrassing about revealing a pussy.”

Xiaochuan took his mom’s clit into his mouth and sucked on it, laughing: “A-mei ah, you bully Mma to be honest, right? I will punish your ass later.”

“Aigoo, Aigoo I’m scared to death, scared to death. Oooh, don’t bully my poor ass, okay?”

Juan put on a scared voice and begged for mercy, but followed it up by puckering her ass even higher.

Ogawa groped his sister’s ass with one hand, snapping at her asshole and pussy, while his other hand parted his mother’s pussy lips and carefully licked inside.

He sucked on that little pearl of his mom’s for a while before taking both of her little labia into his mouth and sucking the love juices from them.

Mom let out a heavy moan as he pushed his tongue into her cunt like a penis.

Mom’s cunt had long been overflowing with love juices, creating a creamy white foam at the opening of her pussy.

That foam is sour and fishy.

But it is the sweetest drink in Ogawa’s recipe.

In his mother-son-brother-sister threesome the night he had sex with his mother, he had both made her fall in love with the deviant act that had made her old man tremble, and fallen in love with his mother’s love juices himself.

His tongue scooped up some of his mother’s love juice and applied it to her asshole.

It wasn’t the first time Mom’s asshole had been licked.

But today is the day he’s going to take his mom’s last virginity.

The tip of his tongue pushed through Mom’s tight folds, spitting out her own lust at the tip of the blooming daisy bud.

Ellen began to scream softly.

She desperately tried to suppress herself from screaming out those shameful, lewd words, but couldn’t really suppress the bursts of tingling and pleasure coming from her cunt lips and asshole.

All she could do was let out a loud “silky” gasp and an “ahhhh” moan.

What a shame!

She was a mother and a grandmother, but after so many years of keeping her promise, not only did she fail to do so, but she even had an affair with her own son…

And not only did she let her son poke and lick her pussy, she let him lick her asshole!

It was amazing how much pleasure she was still getting out of it, not to mention that despite her fear of pain, her heart was still longing after all for her son to poke his way into her ass and take away the last piece of her virginity.

Ah!

My son’s tongue came up his own ass!

It was so hard to be in an asshole that had never had a foreign object in it before.

The slight swelling and huge tingling mixed with the tingling in her pussy made Ailan’s whole body unable to stop trembling.

Her skeletal shoulders were no longer on her own upper body.

She fell softly onto the couch, rubbing her breasts with both hands and moaning loudly.

Within a few moments, the tingling and bloating on his asshole disappeared.

From my daughter, Juan, came the sound of “bark, bark”.

My son started licking his sister’s pussy and ass.

She felt a little more relaxed, but at the same time felt that little bit of emptiness in her lower body.

But my son’s magic hands soon filled the void.

Juan is naughty, even naughty when it comes to pussy play and ass play.

She either clamped her already tight pussy on her brother’s sticking tongue, or she clamped her charming ass on his nose as he pushed his tongue to the bottom of his pussy.

Ogawa slapped her sister’s ass in amusement before she was able to keep her honest for a change.

However, Xiaochuan felt comfortable with the contact of his palm with his sister’s delicate, smooth and elastic ass, so he began to chop and gently slap on that.

She knew that Juan was enjoying the feeling of her brother’s spanking, and she even let out a moan of comfort.

Ogawa thought it was funny so he even slapped his mom’s ass.

There was a cascade of spankings and mother and daughter moans in the loft.

Mother and daughter’s four-petaled round ass cheeks also began to redden slightly.

Although Ailan felt that her ass was well used under her son’s palm, it was after all emotionally unbearable for her son to spank her mother’s ass.

She begged, “Son, don’t do it, okay? I’m like this… no… don’t hit my ass…”

Xiaojuan but cheeky straight smile: “Ah brother don’t listen to Mummy, Mummy since childhood has not less beat you and my ass, this day you all beat back.”

Xiaochuan heart more or less pain mother, patting for a while, then stopped, caressing the mother and sister some red hot buttocks, excitedly said: “Mma, a sister, we have found another happy game. In the future, every time we poke holes in the spanking, okay.”

Juan approved, but her mother blushed and said nothing.

Xiaochuan knew that his mom was actually enjoying herself, but she was just embarrassed to say yes because of her face.

He then leaned over to his mom’s ear, “Momma, if you’re embarrassed, we’ll spank when we’re alone together in the future.”

Xiaojuan, on the other hand, refused to give up: “No. From now on, when the three of us play together, if you don’t beat me, I’ll beat my mother’s ass. That would be fun.”

Ogawa laughed out loud.

Mom, however, buried her face in the couch in shame and just ate and laughed.

Xiaochuan turned to his mom and sister and held his flagpole-like prick up in front of them: “Mma, A-mei, help me lick the bird. I’m going to poke your holes.”

Mom meekly took her son’s glans into her mouth, relinquishing the shaft of her rod and the balls beneath it to her daughter.

Xiaojuan brought her brother’s balls to her mouth, and raised her head in surprise, asking, “Brother, didn’t you say you wanted to poke your asshole? Why are you poking the hole again?”

“You like poking your little asshole so much, huh? Well, I’ll poke it right away!”

Juan shook his head in a huff and sucked one of his brother’s balls into his mouth, licking it hard.

Xiaochuan looked at his mother and sister desperately using their mouths to serve their own lovely lewd look, enjoying the abnormal pleasure from the prick, can not help but happily touching his mother and sister’s pretty face and said: “Mom, A Mei, just now I played with your ass for a while. Probably your holes are all slutty. I’ll give your pussies a little relief first. And then I’ll fold my dear mom’s and sister’s backyard flowers.”

The mother and daughter were speechless, but there was a look of gratitude and satisfaction in their eyes.

Ogawa stood behind his mom first and inserted his big wet rod into her hole.

Mom’s slit was slick and hot, wrapped tightly around her son’s prick.

Ogawa started pumping slowly.

Under her son’s gentle thrusts, Ellen gradually became active.

Xiao Chuan only felt the inside of his mom’s pussy begin to gulp and suck, tightening his rod.

Her slender waist began to twist, her round ass thrusting up under him one at a time, and her breasts swinging around under her body.

Siu Kuen got up: “Brother, let me help you push your ass.”

Ogawa laughed and shook his head, telling his sister to get on top of her mother and rub her tits, so that he could play with his sister’s ass close by.

Just fucking his mother’s pussy and groping his sister’s ass, Ogawa felt that life was so good, and how happy the secret days in this family were!

He couldn’t help but speed up his thrusts.

Mom lowered her head and shoved her son’s cock, which had accidentally slipped out, back into her pistil, then her ass began to shrug back and forth frantically.

Xiaochuan see his mother’s skin become flushed, look at the opposite dresser mirror mother that dead bite their lower lip, wet by sweat hair has a strand of drooping in front of the forehead, look at his mother’s wonderful pussy in his twitching under the one sheet, he once again felt what is a middle-aged young woman’s style and beauty.

Mom’s pussy heart clenched.

Knowing that his mom had reached her climax, Ogawa slowed down.

Sure enough a stream of hot lewd water gushed from the center of the flower, so hot that Xiaochuan almost ejaculated as well.

Seeing his mom softly onto the couch, Ogawa pulled out his hard prick, pulled over his sister’s ass, let her lie on top of her mom’s ass, peeled back the slit of her femur, and poked in by parting the tightly closed pussy lips.

After the prick was all the way into his sister’s tender pussy, Ogawa began to pump it up.

My sister had never had a baby after all, and her pussy was extra tight.

The dildo plunged in and pumped, squeaking with lewd water.

Siu Kuen was very receptive to her brother’s thrusts, moaning and groaning, and soon even using her hands to rake her buttocks wide open to make her pussy even wider, completely forgetting her inhibitions and just enjoying herself.

Ogawa propped up his sister’s upper body with his hands, and his lower body moved forward, thrusting deeper and pumping more violently.

Siu Kuen clenched her teeth and began to beg for mercy: “Oh… ah… Brother… slow down, I can’t stand it… it feels so good in my pussy… Brother… ah… oh… it’s so big that it’s poking… my pussy is opening… my intestines are piercing through… I feel so good… I’m going up to heaven… Brother… poke me… poke me… my pussy… no! No… no… slowly, slowly…”

There was a contraction in Xiaojuan’s cunt, squeezing Xiaochuan’s rod so hard that it was almost ready to leak out.

He slowed down in a hurry, his prick nudging and poking at his sister’s flower center without slowing down, and in his hands he began to rub her breasts.

Juan almost collapses under the double assault of his brother.

She shrugged her ass feebly and her hands reflexively kneaded her mother’s tits.

Mom would have been paralyzed.

But her daughter’s kneading gave her new pleasure.

Plus the fact that her daughter’s pussy was pressed against her ass.

My son’s scrotum kept pounding on her perineum as he thrust in and out of his sister’s hole.

She couldn’t help but moan out as well.

The record in the phonograph had spun to almost the end.

Ailan’s favorite song was played: “The floating clouds are scattered, the bright moon shines on people. Reunion wine, drunk today. In the shallow pond, lovebirds play in the water. The red dress and green cover, and the lotus bloom. Two pairs of lovebirds are in love, and the soft wind blows towards the flowers, warming the world with tenderness and affection…”

Singing, moaning, and the sound of the rod poking and prodding made for an erotic and beautiful family love song in the small space.

Juan also leaked.

She too fell softly against her mom.

Ogawa pulled out his prick, riding on the lewd water that covered it, peeled open his sister’s asshole, and attacked inward.

Siu Kuen screamed at the sudden stabbing pain, and her hips wiggled desperately to get away from her brother’s assault on her asshole: “It hurts… Brother… don’t… pull it out… Brother, I don’t want to play with… poke at my asshole… take it out!”

“No, it’s halfway in, just a little bit more… oh…”

While comforting his sister, Ogawa slowed down his poking, but still slowly pushed in.

Ogawa had experience in anal sex and knew that the hardest part of anal sex was when the biggest part of the penis — the glans — passed through the tightest part of the sphincter at the anal opening.

Not only is the woman in pain, but the man’s penis is also in the most pain.

Once the glans is in the rectum, it’s easy to poke the root, and both parties are better off, and the pleasure comes quickly.

“Don’t… Ah Goh… don’t… don’t poke anymore…”

Juan moaned in pain.

“Oh… went in.”

Ogawa groaned and let out a long breath.

The dildo was fully inserted to the root.

“So… so good… so comfortable… sister, thank you… you’ll find it comfortable to penetrate your ass in the future.”

Juan’s asshole was as hot as fire.

But the stinging gradually lightened.

Ogawa slowly withdrew his penis and then inserted it again…

He gently rubbed the muscles around his sister’s asshole: “It doesn’t hurt anymore! Huh? I won’t lie to you…”

Slight pain and incredible sensations came flooding back, hot and paralyzing.

Ogawa pumped rhythmically, then wrapped his right hand around the front of his sister’s waist and stroked her sensitive bud.

“OOOOO…” a sweet moan escaped from Juan’s mouth.

“Hoo… Hoo… Juan, is it good? Brother didn’t lie to you, did he?”

“Ah! … there’s ah… such an amazing feeling! … ah, a completely different feeling from poking…” Juan gasped in excitement.

Tingling and burning still lingered at the anal opening, while a combination of sharp pleasure from the caressing of the clitoris in front of her assailed Juan.

The mixture of different kinds of pleasure… It’s hard to tell whether I wanted my brother to stop or to go on… I don’t know.

“Let’s get you comfortable here too!”

Ogawa’s finger left the bud and slipped inside the hole that was oozing love juice.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…” Juan happily twitched her waist.

“Oh… ah… Siu Kuen, Sister… your asshole… is so tight…” Xiao Chuan, who was pumping, moaned in pleasure, “I can’t stand it… I can’t stand it any longer… Siu Kuen, is it more comfortable to poke your pussy or to poke your asshole?

Ah…?”

“I don’t know… poking my pussy is so good… ah… poking my ass is also… good… both sides are good… different sensations all for the first time… it’s better… it’s better… to have both sides… all at the same time…” “Oh wooo… I can’t do it anymore… I’m going to ejaculate.”

The tight, hot virgin asshole made Ogawa unable to hold back any longer.

“Okay, Argo, I’m almost out too, poke me harder, harder!”

Juan let out a wild, lustful cry.

“Going for it!”

Ogawa speeds up the waist movement.

“Oh…” Xiaojuan let out a moan of pleasure.

“I… I want… to… come out… come out… ah… let’s… come together… together!”

After the softly shrinking prick disengaged from his sister’s asshole, Ogawa collapsed onto the couch behind him.

And Juan, who had leaked twice in a row, fell crookedly beside her mother unable to move a muscle.

Ellen had slowed down.

The thrilling battle of the assholes just now had made her, as a mom, listen to her with fear and wonder.

Her daughter’s cries of pain when her son first poked her in her daughter’s ass made her almost raise her voice to stop her son’s rampage against her sister.

But then her daughter’s insane pleasure made her stupidly eager to try this sex game she had never heard of before.

She braced herself and carried her daughter to the bed next to her before putting the phonograph head, which had been squeaking around, back on the section of the song “Flowers and Moon”.

“The floating clouds are dispersed, and the bright moon shines back…” sang the melodious song as Ailan knelt down in front of her son.

Not shying away from the filth, she took her son’s prick, freshly withdrawn from her daughter’s ass, into her mouth and slowly sucked on it.

Ogawa watched with love as his mom knelt to serve herself.

He stroked his mother’s long black hair and said softly, “Mom, this song is so beautiful. Our family is truly blessed with you, mom. I’m so drunk on your and my sister’s tenderness…” Ailan gave her beloved son a charming look and lowered her head to lick and suck on his prick.

After revitalizing himself Ogawa helped his mom plop down on the couch in front of him.

He saw between the two white ass cheeks, his mother’s pink asshole gently opening and closing, and the lewd water from the sibling’s lovemaking earlier had flowed there, glistening and wet and tempting him as a son.

He stood up behind his mom and held Ailan’s soft, slippery ass in his hand, while with his other hand he took hold of his already rock hard cock and shoved it up his mom’s ass.

“Oh, be gentle, it hurts.” Ellen twisted her head to look at her beloved son and begged for mercy.

Since Xiaochuan’s penis had already been kissed by his mom for a while earlier, it was relatively smooth, and since his mom’s asshole was also covered in lewd water, his thick penis was still slowly squeezing into his mom’s asshole.

Mom forced herself to hold back the pain and let her son stick his rod in her ass without saying a word.

That warm and tight feeling made Ogawa thrust fast.

Ailan lifted her buttocks to meet her, her starry eyes streaming, further stimulating Xiaochuan’s desire to abuse her mother’s ass.

Finally, Ellen’s moans turned into whimpering whimpers, and her asshole stopped meeting the thrusts of her son’s jade cock and began to dodge.

Knowing that his mom couldn’t help it anymore, Ogawa pulled his cock out of her asshole and plunged his rod into her pussy.

Together, mother and son climb to the pinnacle of joy and fall back to earth together.

Xiaochuan hugged his mom and sister lying on the bed in the attic. Listening to their breath like orchids in his ears, looking at their charming and enchanting face, stroking their silky smooth, jade-like moist skin, recalling the happy intercourse just now, he could not help but hum his favorite song now.

“The floating clouds are dispersed, the bright moon shines back. Reunion wine, drunk today.

In a shallow pond, mandarin ducks play in the water. Red dresses and green covers, and lotus flowers bloom.

Pairing up and being in love, this soft wind blowing toward the good flowers, soft and honeyed, warming the earth…”

My mom and sister were humming along…

THEEND

I don’t know if I’ll be able to surpass it in this life. Anyway, I’ve lost ten years of my life. Haha.”

Convenor: “Sure enough, he’s also a man who has surpassed the limits of mankind in the days leading up to the countdown to the delivery of the manuscript. Oh, but, it really didn’t fail to live up to everyone’s expectations! This one, is considered to be the finale of the Decameron.”

Passerby: “This time, the great works of the Chaos School, when the Juman, the Idipus Narrative and this work of the sea as the best, three long, can be called the three classics of the Chaos School!”

I’m not ashamed to be ranked alongside Jumon. However, this is also a work of heart and soul, while writing, there are many new ideas, ideas out, and can not stop. Many of the original idea of only a few sentences of the plot became lengthy, I do not know whether to abridge. But I can’t let go. Subconsciously, it seems that I want to challenge “What is Love”, in Shanghai dialect, “don’t don’t have the head”, hehehe, but I know that it’s more difficult.”

Big B: “But, hold brother of this piece also has a unique, the first half of the writing love, so that the psychological foundation to lay the foundation, with that description, the second half of the second half is interesting, a lot of people do not understand this, write love messy text did not lay the psychological foundation, get out of the third-rate works.”

The first part is, then the germination, the middle part is the rooting, the sixth chapter is the calyx, the seventh chapter is the blossoming, and the last is the result. k is right, this is not a sound old wine, it is a strong bitter tea, and it is only when it is tasted carefully that the aftertaste will be fragrant.”

K: “I’m not afraid that some people have no patience and will run away if they don’t see any eye candy.”

Hugging Jade Huan: “Those who are impatient to read it, then let them be. I’ve written this piece for those who know me well. Without Zhong Ziqi, what would Yu Boya play? I want to write about real incest, their psychology, their beginnings, how they start step by step.”

Passerby: “This one seems to use a lot of allusions, too!”

Hold Jade Xuan: “so many allusions, in fact, is the highlights, is the environment of the pad, is the background of the times, and not to write the Shanghai pear orchard enmity, the press, the history of the club, the tragic case of the 30th of May and write. This I do not want to write only lust erotic, to write some love, write some love, write some society in it, well not too pure write erotic. Eroticism is not just in bed.”

Convenor: “Eh, it’s really a memorable piece, huh, I’m suddenly tempted to go moon watching, haha.”