Country Weapon

"Huhu, Xiaolong... uh uh uh... hum hum... I can't do it anymore, I'm exhausted... ah hiss..." Yuan Xiang took a breath and said to herself He was so exhausted, but the **** stick in the little bastard's crotch was still sticking out, with his head raised stiffly, it was so scary!

Long Gen rolled his eyes and pinched his **** hard. He felt very depressed. What is this?

　　It’s not too late, but you’re here to seduce Grandpa Long. Something happened just now. Hey, you’re as tired as a crawling dog, and you’re panting. The root of Xiaolong seems to be on fire, but how can I fix it and carry it back home?

"What the **** is this?" Long Gen frowned, looking at the wound on Yuan Xiang's belly. He wanted to have a big fight, but he was afraid of tearing the wound. That joke would be terrible. Just open Dafa. The whole internal bleeding will be over. If you really go back to before liberation, everything will be over!

Yuan Xiang lay naked on the kang, her small hands caressing her proud breasts, her thighs were slightly apart, her white buttocks tightened, the slit shrank, a stream of heat splashed out, and she moaned and screamed. Non-stop.

Looking at the little dragon root, there is another one. The swollen stick looks like it has been eaten by gunpowder. It holds its head high and looks majestic, as if it wants to fight with others.

  "Pa!" Long Gen slapped him in the face, and the big stick shook twice, but it still stood upright in his crotch, rising from the weeds, like a sharp blade piercing the sky, carrying anger!

Long Gen couldn't help but cursed: "You're staring at me! I'm looking for a useless thing. I've been thinking about Ri Po every day! Can you give me some peace of mind? Bang!"

After saying that, he slapped her with a big mouth again, picked up his crotch, said something to Yuan Xiang, turned around and went out. That thing in my crotch is so erect that my pants are almost torn. I need to find a wife to vent my anger quickly!

“Hey, what are you doing all this for? If you imitate Lei Feng and do good deeds, you’ll be in trouble, and your heart will feel as if a cat has scratched it!” After muttering a few words, the steering wheel turned, and the white car shadow disappeared in a flash.

The days are short in winter, and around 5:30 in the afternoon, it is already dark. The farmers who planned to dig holes in the orchards also went home with their hoes. They made money during the day and were able to live a prosperous life. They went home at night to hug their mothers-in-law. Sleep, drill holes, dig tunnels, etc. Think about it, life is still very wonderful!

Long Gen suppressed his anger and rushed all the way to the door of Old Wei's house. The third wife and daughter-in-law were so pitiful. There was no man in front of or behind the door. Wei Wu, that bitch, was quite capable, but he refused to go home, and he didn't know. For what.

Logically speaking, there is a mother-in-law in the family who is as beautiful as a flower, with a pink and jade face, a chubby and white mother-in-law, and a graceful sister-in-law who no one cares about or loves. How big does Wei Wu feel about this?

Old Wei's family is in decline, but it is very spacious. Fortunately, Wei Wenwu has also been the village chief for a few years. Who can believe that he has no ability and does not have two dollars in his hand?

There are eight rooms on the first floor and one ground floor, which is enough for a family to live in. The yard is not small, it is over fifty square meters in size, so parking a golf ball is no problem!

"There are many disputes in front of widows." Long Gen naturally has to pay attention to the influence, especially when there are two real widows living in this house, plus a beautiful girl who is still a widow. How bad is it for people to see her?

Seeing that it was a dragon root, Miao Hong shook her buttocks, which were the size of a washbasin. They were shaking like meat on a hob. Two volleyballs hung on her chest were hidden in her cotton-padded jacket, and they were also bouncing.

“Xiaolong, why are you here?” Seeing her little ancestor, Miao Hong’s little heart started beating fast.

 Grateful and passionate. My husband and son both died because of immoral things. Within a year, I gave away the man I had been dependent on for more than 20 years, and gave away the man with gray hair and the man with black hair.

In addition to moving out of town, the pillars of the family have changed, and the whole family is not treated well. They are inevitably looked down upon by others, and they have to endure cynicism from others secretly.

Keren Xiaolong and his cousin Lijuan don't care about their past grudges. To help herself, she rented all the land in her family. Miao Hong knew in her heart that three acres of land were desolate and barren, far away from the village. She was surprised to let Lijuan rent it all!

 The rent was not paid at all, the contract was signed and settled on the spot, without any delay! Can you not be grateful that you have completely solved the life problems of the third mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?

“Xiao Long, let’s go and sit in the house. Cuifen is still making bone soup. You also have a bowl!” He pulled Long Gen into the house, as if welcoming the God of Wealth.

He entered the house and was about to sit down when Yang Ying squatted and walked out of the kitchen, shaking her butt.

“Mom, who’s here? Who’s driving that car outside? It’s so majestic. It looks like a big rooster..."

Yang Ying was wrapped in a thick cotton coat and trousers, the texture and color of which were not very good, and even looked a bit old-fashioned and rustic. It was really incomparable with the down jackets, leather jackets and mink fur of the women in the city.

But what can I do if I’m not well-dressed? Yang Yingke has real guns, two big breasts, a round **** and balls, that fair face with oval seeds, and beautiful eyes, which is still lovable!

"Ah! Xiaolong is here..." Seeing Long Gen sitting on the edge of the Kang, Yang Ying was surprised and happy, and the cup in her hand almost fell to the ground.

Long Gen suppressed his blush, frowned, and the thing in his crotch seemed to be in rebellion, falling and pushing against his crotch. Without saying anything, he grabbed Yang Ying and pulled her crotch.

White flowers' **** squats are like two big buns, round and pretty, and touch, and there are two beautiful buttocks. I opened my buttocks and looked at the black chrysanthemums. The cold wind blew and the chrysanthemums shrank suddenly. The two pieces of dumpling skin with a small gap trembled suddenly, and a smell of urine came out.

Press your thumb on the clitoris, which is the size of a jujube core, and push your middle and index fingers together into the slit. Then insert it and push it out. After a while, there will be a reaction, and a small stream of water will flow out slowly.

 The slap was raised, and the "snap" sound was extremely clear. The round buttocks trembled suddenly.

"Ah! Xiaolong...um...why are you hitting me?" Yang Ying, who was lying on Long Gen's lap, groaned! I don't know what the little **** wants to do. He shakes his **** and **** and grabs his crotch with his little hands.

Long Gen couldn't hold it any longer. He pressed Yang Ying on the edge of the kang, took off his pants to his knees, grabbed the **** stick and shook it, aimed it at the small slit, and pushed the stick in.

"Ah... hmm... Xiaolong, be gentler... hmm..." He let out a low voice, and the hot stick made his body go crispy. He mustered up the strength to face the crackling impact of the little bastard, gasping again and again.

 "Ahhh...Xiaolong, no, I can't do it anymore...Ohhhhh...so...so good...uh huh, ah..."

The big stick was as strong as a tiger and went down the mountain. It plunged in with a "chi-lu-chi-lu" sound and hit the wall of the flower core cave with a loud "peng" sound!

The white buttocks suddenly trembled when squatting, and a hot stream flew out in spasm!

 "Pa bang bang"

 Long Gen’s eyes turned red, he picked at the thin waist of the wicker and thrust it in with all his strength. "Pap tap tap" poked in, going deep again and again, and bits of white and tender soy milk flew out, splashing all over the thigh.

"Ah ah ah...Xiaolong, don't, uh uh uh... farewell... ah... I... I can't stand it anymore... uh huh... ." Yang Ying screamed repeatedly, her voice trembling.

 Have dealt with big sticks before, but they weren’t that powerful? Why are you so ferocious today? You couldn't hold it back after being stabbed a few times? The hole below seemed to be leaking, and it was leaking.

 "Pa bang bang"

"Ah..." Yang Ying howled like a pig again.

Miao Hong on the side was shocked by what she saw. Is she still called Ri Po Niang? It looked like a rocket launcher was stuffed under my daughter-in-law's body. The black one was long and thick, like an electric baton.

"Xiaolong, you, please let Yingzi go. She is weak. Can I do it?" Miao Hong's expression was complicated, with worry and "want" in her expression.

Yes, what a widow wants most is to point out which man has nothing to do and stab herself? Miao Hong is also a normal mother-in-law. How can she not be tempted when looking at the vivid picture of the **** palace? I touched my crotch and found it was soaked to the point where water could come out of my underwear.

 "Uh-huh, uh-huh...ahhhhhhh"

At this moment, Long Gen suddenly increased the intensity and frequency of his thrusts, grabbing his thin waist and thrusting hard at his buttocks. From a distance, it looks like a large pile driver with a big drill bit, and lumps of white foam slide out. It's so scary!

“Take off your pants and lie down on the kang along the mountain with your **** stuck out.” Long Gen gave the order, and Miao Hong followed his words and looked at her daughter-in-law worriedly.

His face was red, his ears were red, his whole body was limp, his white and tender buttocks were twitching, and there were drops of white foam dripping from the seams between his legs.

 "Yingzi, you, are you okay...ah..."

Before he finished speaking, the lower part suddenly swelled, the hot steel gun went in with a "chirp" sound, and the big snake's head hit the soft cave wall with a "puff" sound.

“Ah!” Miao Hong screamed, her eyes widening in shock. There were waves of turmoil in my heart.

This big stick seems to be longer and thicker than before. Can this thing still grow?

　As people grow old, the cave never grows old!

At first glance, the Miaohong dumplings have rough skin and thick flesh, and the dumpling skin looks as black as the bottom of the pot. But once the big stick was stuffed inside, it was very tight and extremely tender. It seems that the toothpick in Wei Wenwu's crotch has not tasted the freshness inside at all!

 "Pa bang bang"

 He kneaded his buttocks and squatted, raised his waist forward, and started pumping. Feeling the tightness and lubrication of the flesh and slit, the anger of the big stick finally subsided a little.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Miao Hong screamed repeatedly, what does it feel like? I was hit so hard that my buttocks almost fell apart. It was so uncomfortable!

 "Xiaolong, slow down the sun, slow down the sun...ah...ah..."

Long Gen didn't seem to hear anything at all, he still kept poking, the big stick went in and out, the friction was just right, the meat seam was so comfortable!

Miao Hong was so depressed that she almost shed tears of joy. Her trembling buttocks stirred up a layer of spray, and the dark crack of her **** suddenly shot out a stream of white foaming heat!

"Ah...I can't do it, I can't do it...Ah...stop...stop..." Miao Hong shook her head, grabbed the sheets, and kept howling.

But after screaming for a long time, there was still no movement at all, and it was still full of stuff down there.

"Yingzi, Yingzi, hurry up, call Cuifen, call Cuifen. I...Mom, I can't do it...ah..."

Yang Ying just took a few breaths and looked at the miserable look of her old lady. She tilted her head and saw the **** snake grinding the dumpling wrapper "sizzlingly", waves of meat flying and white foam overflowing!

“Cuifen, come on, my mother can’t hold it anymore...”