occupy boyfriend

In the evening, Song Xiuzhi made dumplings stuffed with celery and pork, and the two children sat on both sides of her, one pressing the noodles and the other pinching the flowers, and they cooperated tacitly.

Song Xiuzhi was in charge of rolling the skin, "Look at how thin Da Kun made, I don't even need me."

"What's the matter?" Song Jin was unconvinced, "He is full of energy."

Song Xiuzhi has a good impression of Xing Likun. Apart from being really satisfied, she also has other thoughts... Her son has made a great friend, and he will have to rely on him more in the future.

The dumplings rolled away, and Xing Likun ate the sum of the mother and son, Song Xiuzhi was dumbfounded.

She turned her head to stare at Song Jin and sighed, "Look at how he eats? You kid was foolish when you were young, but now you don't grow up!"

"..." Song Jin covered her eyes, "I wear 1.8 meters of shoes."

Mom, can you level the baseline and stop comparing your son with this bear?Besides, what did you have at home when you were a child? Every day, you sold the leftover vegetables and radishes, and it was useless to eat them!

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Song Jin's bathroom is on the second floor, and the natural gas renovation has not yet reached the town. His home uses old-fashioned solar energy, which is exposed to water during the day and washed at night.

Song Xiuzhi prepared bath towels for the guests to wash first, and then went downstairs to make pickled fish and bacon.

Xing Likun rushed for about ten minutes, Song Jin hurriedly slammed the door, "Hey, have you finished washing? Leave some hot water for me too!"

There was a muffled hum from inside, with a trembling ending, Song Jin immediately understood and cursed with a blushing face.

They are all men, he knows what Xing Likun is doing, so shameless!

The sound of water stopped abruptly, and Song Jin pressed his ear to the door curiously, is this the end of the matter? ...Looking at the size of the guy, it's a quick shot.

Before the mocking arc of his mouth was ready, the bathroom door opened suddenly, and he was dragged in, falling into a wet and hot chest.

Xing Likun closed the door with one hand, squinted, his Adam's apple rolled, bent over and pressed Song Jin, his eyes were burning hot, he brushed Song Jin's eyebrows and lips inch by inch, and directly buckled it into his clothes, hoarse Said, "If you flush it again, you really won't be able to wash it."

The big baby under his crotch is red and swollen, the fleshy head is stretched into a small umbrella, the stem body is wrapped in tendons, and there are two heavy eggs that are slowly warping, like an amazingly hot iron, inserted horizontally into Song Jin Between the two legs, the hair in the triangular area is black, hard and thick, so wild that it spreads over the lower abdomen, merges into a line, and flows into the umbilical fossa.

Song Jin didn't dare to look, panted in shock, turned his face away, his pupils burned and trembled, and hardened almost immediately.

"I can't make it out..." Xing Likun kissed his earlobe, put the tip of his nose on his sweaty forehead, and sniffed Song Jin's scent, "I have your little underpants in my pocket, I was rubbed by you at noon, and stared at your ass in the afternoon , almost bursting into flames."

White steam was steaming in the bathroom, and Song Jin's trouser legs were wet. His hand was caught by a vise, and he fell slowly. When he touched a swollen hard object, he couldn't help shivering.

Xing Likun hummed, "Bao, call me, hurry up."

Song Jin was ashamed and angry, "Get out! Believe it or not, I'll pinch it!"

Xing Likun smiled, turned the back of his hand, and pressed it on Song Jin's crotch, "Pinch it, let's fold it together."

"Fuck you." Song Jin scolded in a low voice, her face was red and ready to bite, her eyes were watery, obviously emotional.

"Just use your hands, be obedient, your mother will come up in a while." Xing Li Kunshan has a strong and naked body, his light brown skin is covered with water beads, his arms are propped against the door, and his trapezius muscles are bulging. He is a man with rough skin. sexy.

Song Jin's heart beat like a drum, excited, just like watching a movie for the first time, the blood of a long-lost teenager.

He was guilty, moved, and comforted himself to send someone quickly, so as not to let his mother bump into him. He shook his hand and bit his lip, and grasped the thick object fiercely. His slender fingers were still loose, and he could only barely grasp it, and slowly moved .

"Hmm...fuck." Xing Likun buried his head in sucking Song Jin's neck veins, his teeth were lightly clenched, and his breathing was heavy.

Xing Likun gnawed at Song Jin's neck and picked at the neckline, "Bao, you are so white..."

He tilted his head to kiss Song Jin, but Song Jin frowned and avoided, his eyes showed hesitation.

Xing Likun is upset, he can touch big birds but not boo, what's the point?

Song Jin's palms were full of sweat, and he was holding Xing Likun's big baby back and forth, almost unable to control his strength.

His throat was dry, he kept swallowing, his breathing was at the same frequency as his gunshots, and he felt the enthusiasm of the other party, how could he be so rough and so hard?Like a crowbar...

Xing Likun played tricks, deliberately bumped into Song Jin's crotch, pushed his hardened bird, and the two scolded each other, panting wildly.

Having sex with someone he doesn’t love, Xing Likun can smoke a cigarette while thinking about what to eat for breakfast, but Song Jin can drive him crazy with just one hand, his whole body’s blood is rushing, he wants to tear Song Jin’s clothes and fuck him Hands, fucked his feet, fucked his clumsy mouth, fucked every place on his body, made him beg for mercy and cry, and completely removed Han Sheng's scar.

Why are you unwilling to kiss me because of that bastard thing? !

Xing Likun lifted Song Jin's buttocks violently, roared, pressed the person to rush fiercely, and through several layers of fabric, he hardened Song Jin's most tender legs.

The old door panel slammed to the rhythm, Song Jin panicked, "You, you are fucking crazy! My mother will hear it!!"

"Then you kiss me." Xing Likun played tricks.

Song Jin's waist is weak, his legs are hot, and the bird is jumping in his pants, so fuck this bear.

He confessed, and bit people with red eyes. While he was ashamed and annoyed, he felt suddenly relieved.

There are many things, many people, and falling into the enemy is an instant thing.

Xing Likun sucked Song Jin's lips excitedly, darted his tongue in to sip the sweetness, and tasted his slippery oral mucosa.

The two of them were like two magnets of different grades, they broke free of the air suddenly, and bumped into each other with a loud snap, and the flames flew everywhere!

The hot desire in the bathroom ignited the flesh, crushed the bones, stretched the muscles, and directly hit the heart with force!

Song Jin shook off that cocoon, clasped Xing Likun's shoulder tightly, and kissed back actively.

There is no way to give birth to a grandson for his mother... He cares about this person!

The two were kissing inextricably, when there was a sudden knock on the bathroom door, Song Xiuzhi shouted from outside, "Why did you both go in?"

"Uh!" Song Jin shot tremblingly, his eyeballs froze, and his face was frighteningly pale.

Xing Likun was calm and composed, "Auntie, we are rubbing our backs."

Song Xiuzhi smiled, the relationship between the two children is really good, "It's not warm at home, you guys come out after washing, don't catch a cold."

"okay."

Song Xiuzhi left, Song Jin rested his head on Xing Likun's shoulder, and said weakly, "It's all up to you..."

"Well, it's up to me." Xing Likun grabbed his daughter-in-law's hand and rubbed her wet fleshy head, and shot out after a while, the gun shot all hit Song Jin's leg, Song Jin said angrily, "Fuck, my pants."

Xing Likun licked the sweat from the base of his neck, "The inside is dirty anyway."

"That's panties!"

"It's okay, I will wash it for you."

"Get out!" Song Jin kicked out with his clothes on.

Xing Likun was neatly dressed, lying on the railing on the second floor smoking a cigarette, the evening wind blowing away his anger, he was in a good mood.

Song Jin responded to him, he had spent so long before dawn, and finally looked at the dawn.

The phone buzzed and vibrated, he picked it up and took a look, then immediately choked out the cigarette, "Haven't you been fucked to death yet?"

Xia Jun was laughing wildly over there, and was spanked with a slap, and moaned, "Come on, Kuner, if you don't come, I'm really going to be fucked to death, I lost at cards, they don't want money, they want to fuck people."

Xing Likun had a headache, "Xia Jun, you are really fucking sick."

"Hurry up, at 'Red Wind' 105."

"Damn it, I'm in Town C!"

"Waiting for you for two hours." The other side hung up the phone.

Xing Likun, "..."