02-08-2025, 11:55 PM
"Giggle... Auntie, I'm kidding you. Zihan is no longer a brat, just like Sam." "
Sam?" I looked at Aunt Wen with a peach-shaped face in surprise.
"Giggle...Sam is much worse than you...he bangd Auntie..." Aunt Wen actually didn't look angry at all.
"Ah!" I looked at her in surprise again.
"Geez... I'm kidding, how is that possible..."
"Okay, this is a reward from Auntie. Don't tell anyone, including Xiaojun..." Aunt Wen's warm little hand touched me. cheek.
"Okay..." I replied happily to her. Now that Aunt Wen said this, I felt relieved.
Looking at her charming look, maybe I will have the opportunity to ask for a "reward" from Aunt Wen in the future.
"You little rascal, you're still smiling. The soup has already been made. Go and call Xiaojun for dinner!"
"Okay!" I opened my mouth and walked out of the kitchen to call Li Xiaojun.
At dinner, Aunt Wen kept bringing me dishes, which made Li Xiaojun complain unhappily.
I looked at Aunt Wen and Li Xiaojun, thinking that it would be better to be a mature woman. How could Li Xiaojun be so pretentious after being fucked by me? She even betrayed me. Forget about betrayal, she was still wearing the stainless steel panties that Sam put on her. It's just humiliating me.
After dinner, I said goodbye to Aunt Wen. As Aunt Wen closed the door, I reached over and pinched Aunt Wen's butt. She looked back at me with a resentful look and closed the door.
When I went downstairs, I smelled the lingering fragrance on my hands. It seemed that I could come to Li Xiaojun's house to study more often in the future.
It didn't take long for me to be happy. Not long after I returned home, I knew why I could "bang" Aunt Wen so smoothly.
When I got home, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.
It was dark when I opened the door. It seemed that my parents and Sam were not at home.
I called my father, who thought I was asking him to have dinner. He told me that he would be back very late tonight due to a company event and asked us not to wait for him.
At this time, I inexplicably felt that invisible pressure coming from the bottom of my heart. Dad was socializing, so where was my mother so late? Mom would rarely stay home so late unless it was for socializing.
Thinking about it, I called my mother, but no one answered. I began to panic, wondering if my mother and Sam were doing something on the balcony again. I hurried up to look, but I didn't see my mother. , I had to call again. This time my mother answered. It was really noisy over there.
"Zihan, mom is shopping with colleagues, I'll go back later..." After getting such a reply, I felt relieved. Mom rarely goes shopping at night. It seems that we are not at home, so she is bored. .
Thinking about it, I sat on the sofa and recalled what I did today.
I actually fell in love with Aunt Wen. This was something I couldn't even imagine, but it happened at that moment. What surprised me was that Aunt Wen seemed to be taking the initiative to "seduce" me. This was not the case before. No, or maybe there is, but I just don’t care that much?
In short, I fucked Li Xiaojun’s mother, and now I finally felt a lot better thinking about Li Xiaojun cuckolding me.
After all, although Li Xiaojun is pure and cute, she is not as good in figure as her mother.
Thinking of Aunt Wen sticking her butt out and being fucked by me in the kitchen, my cock suddenly filled with blood again.
I looked at the time and saw that it was not yet half past eight. Sam should not be back yet. My parents said they would go home later. Looking at the empty living room, a feeling of loneliness suddenly came into my heart. I thought about it and opened the software I had not visited for a long time. " Forbidden House.”
"Ding ding ding..." As soon as I entered the software, I saw a lot of new message prompts.
When I opened it, I saw that many readers who liked me were sending me private messages, hoping that I would continue to update novels. I smiled, and I thought so too, but this stinky guy Sam is still at my house, and I have to wait until he returns to South Africa. Only then could I feel at ease and continue to create. But to reflect on my thoughts, I sent them back a message to thank them for liking it. I will update the private message about the new book soon.
After replying to the fan's private message, I saw that the blogger "Godzilla" I followed had updated new content.
Now, like a thief, I clicked on the "Godzilla" homepage with blood all over my body.
As soon as I came in, I saw several pieces of content he had updated, including videos and posts with GIFs embedded between large text descriptions.
I pulled him to the first place he updated that I hadn’t read yet.
Sam?" I looked at Aunt Wen with a peach-shaped face in surprise.
"Giggle...Sam is much worse than you...he bangd Auntie..." Aunt Wen actually didn't look angry at all.
"Ah!" I looked at her in surprise again.
"Geez... I'm kidding, how is that possible..."
"Okay, this is a reward from Auntie. Don't tell anyone, including Xiaojun..." Aunt Wen's warm little hand touched me. cheek.
"Okay..." I replied happily to her. Now that Aunt Wen said this, I felt relieved.
Looking at her charming look, maybe I will have the opportunity to ask for a "reward" from Aunt Wen in the future.
"You little rascal, you're still smiling. The soup has already been made. Go and call Xiaojun for dinner!"
"Okay!" I opened my mouth and walked out of the kitchen to call Li Xiaojun.
At dinner, Aunt Wen kept bringing me dishes, which made Li Xiaojun complain unhappily.
I looked at Aunt Wen and Li Xiaojun, thinking that it would be better to be a mature woman. How could Li Xiaojun be so pretentious after being fucked by me? She even betrayed me. Forget about betrayal, she was still wearing the stainless steel panties that Sam put on her. It's just humiliating me.
After dinner, I said goodbye to Aunt Wen. As Aunt Wen closed the door, I reached over and pinched Aunt Wen's butt. She looked back at me with a resentful look and closed the door.
When I went downstairs, I smelled the lingering fragrance on my hands. It seemed that I could come to Li Xiaojun's house to study more often in the future.
It didn't take long for me to be happy. Not long after I returned home, I knew why I could "bang" Aunt Wen so smoothly.
When I got home, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.
It was dark when I opened the door. It seemed that my parents and Sam were not at home.
I called my father, who thought I was asking him to have dinner. He told me that he would be back very late tonight due to a company event and asked us not to wait for him.
At this time, I inexplicably felt that invisible pressure coming from the bottom of my heart. Dad was socializing, so where was my mother so late? Mom would rarely stay home so late unless it was for socializing.
Thinking about it, I called my mother, but no one answered. I began to panic, wondering if my mother and Sam were doing something on the balcony again. I hurried up to look, but I didn't see my mother. , I had to call again. This time my mother answered. It was really noisy over there.
"Zihan, mom is shopping with colleagues, I'll go back later..." After getting such a reply, I felt relieved. Mom rarely goes shopping at night. It seems that we are not at home, so she is bored. .
Thinking about it, I sat on the sofa and recalled what I did today.
I actually fell in love with Aunt Wen. This was something I couldn't even imagine, but it happened at that moment. What surprised me was that Aunt Wen seemed to be taking the initiative to "seduce" me. This was not the case before. No, or maybe there is, but I just don’t care that much?
In short, I fucked Li Xiaojun’s mother, and now I finally felt a lot better thinking about Li Xiaojun cuckolding me.
After all, although Li Xiaojun is pure and cute, she is not as good in figure as her mother.
Thinking of Aunt Wen sticking her butt out and being fucked by me in the kitchen, my cock suddenly filled with blood again.
I looked at the time and saw that it was not yet half past eight. Sam should not be back yet. My parents said they would go home later. Looking at the empty living room, a feeling of loneliness suddenly came into my heart. I thought about it and opened the software I had not visited for a long time. " Forbidden House.”
"Ding ding ding..." As soon as I entered the software, I saw a lot of new message prompts.
When I opened it, I saw that many readers who liked me were sending me private messages, hoping that I would continue to update novels. I smiled, and I thought so too, but this stinky guy Sam is still at my house, and I have to wait until he returns to South Africa. Only then could I feel at ease and continue to create. But to reflect on my thoughts, I sent them back a message to thank them for liking it. I will update the private message about the new book soon.
After replying to the fan's private message, I saw that the blogger "Godzilla" I followed had updated new content.
Now, like a thief, I clicked on the "Godzilla" homepage with blood all over my body.
As soon as I came in, I saw several pieces of content he had updated, including videos and posts with GIFs embedded between large text descriptions.
I pulled him to the first place he updated that I hadn’t read yet.
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