"Hmmm ...... gently ......"
Inside the bedroom, a woman's cooing was blood-curdling.
"Xiao Ran is still asleep next door ......"
"Don't worry, he just came back from school today, he's tired all the way, he definitely can't wake up."
The woman was worried that Xiao Ran would be awakened, unaware that the person in her mouth was standing outside the door at the moment.
Zhao Ran is a light sleeper, and once he wakes up at night, it's hard for him to go back to sleep.
I don't know if this couple was too eager, they had already rolled together without even closing the door, but this was exactly cheap for Zhao Ran.
He looked in through the doorway, only to see his own little mother forgetting to close her eyes, her chest towering right in her own direction, the two red cherries also shrugged with the woman's movements, while his own father, Zhao Ping, was now crouching behind the woman, struggling to move.
Zhao Ran took a deep breath, and a tent had been erected at the crotch of his pants.
The woman on the bed was called Zhou Yun, his little mother, Zhao Ping still remembered the first time he met her, when he was only about ten years old, and the woman was just in her early twenties, young and beautiful, gentle and affable, as soon as she saw him, she hugged him into her arms, and the two lumps of flesh on her chest smothered him to the point that he could hardly catch his breath.
Zhao Ran still remembers the soft touch, he stared at Zhou Yun on the bed, after so many years, little mom's beauty hasn't changed at all, but her body is even more alluring.
The pair of snow-white on the chest of the little mom is shaking non-stop, and Zhao Ran's lower body's dick is swollen to a great extent.
Just then, the woman suddenly screamed out again.
Only to see that behind her, Zhao Ping's body also shook and slowly collapsed on top of the woman.
It took a while for Zhao Ping to pull out his already soft dick, and the white liquid slowly flowed down.
It is not without reason that a woman is like a wolf in her thirties.
Feeling the man leave, Zhou Yun charming eyes like silk, delicate begged: "Husband ~ people still want ~ you will soon leave, and again to leave people alone in the empty room."
However, when he heard this, Zhao Ping just ruthlessly pinched her roundness, "Wait for me to come back and then clean you up properly!"
After saying that, the man just turned around and surprisingly slept directly like that.
Zhao Ran gave a cold snort in his heart, is this old man not able?
Zhao Ran gave a cold snort in his heart, is this old man not capable? He didn't see her face full of dissatisfaction?
But soon, the sound of the man snoring rang out, Zhou Yun suddenly felt tasteless, gently sighed, and then pressed out the lamp, also lay back to the nest.
Inside and outside the house is dark, Zhao Ran went back to his own room, lying on the bed, full of women's attractive expression and plump body, he did not expect, has always been gentle and kissable to show people's little mother, in private there is such a set of open appearance, an evil fire can not help but in his heart fluttering.
......
At nine o'clock the next morning, when Zhao Ran went downstairs, he saw those two were sitting at the dining table.
Zhou Yun was wearing a set of solid-colored home long dress, the original clothes that should be loose became very tight on her, especially her breasts, which completely held up that bit of clothing material.
Zhao Ran immediately got a dry mouth.
