C9 Work in the Corn Fields

"Even I have to see my aunt first!" Feng qingyang separated the corn stalks and smiled as he passed through them. When he got closer, he saw the true face of Yang xiuqin's chest. One word, ball! However, it looked like it was on the verge of collapsing every second. The only thing was that Feng qingyang did not know, if he took out the red light support, would these two super volcanoes fall to the place where his pants were at?

"Aunt, you're so big!"

Yang xiuqin glanced at him: "You want to see?"

"Un, I would like to see!"

Yang xiuqin was not vague either, she immediately lifted up the plaid shirt on her body, revealing her snow-white body. He then reached behind his back and gently stroked his chest. The two lumps of flesh fell down, but did not collapse. When he removed the covering, he discovered that there were two jades. The mountain was even standing up slightly. Feng qingyang judged it with his eyes, it should be considered an F cup. To be able to maintain such a tall and straight chest shape, it was definitely not easy. No wonder Chen Qiang would drill into the corn field on such a hot day, it was truly worth drilling!

Although they were big, they couldn't compare to Liu Meuting at all. Even if they could compete with Yan Na, they were still a level below her. He was just a man. Even if he saw such a powerful killing weapon, he wouldn't be able to calm down.

"Shouldn't you show your gun to my aunt?" Yang xiuqin glanced at the bulge on his crotch, and grabbed at it, then exclaimed with a face full of joy, "Stinky brat, so big ah …"

"Wait a moment for aunty to see enough …" The Feng qingyang said as he stared at her jade. On the hill, "I studied beauty in college. Chest massage, especially useful for her age, can prevent sagging and keep perfect. The shape of the chest. "

"Are you for real?" Teach me! " Yang xiuqin stuck out his chest.

"Can I lie to my aunt?" Feng qingyang stretched out his hands, "Let me give my aunt a demonstration first …"

"Wait a moment …" Yang xiuqin pulled as he spoke, taking off his shirt.

Looking at the plump Yang xiuqin in front of him, Feng qingyang swallowed his saliva, only then did he realize that his throat was extremely dry. He stretched out his hand and held the two large fellows in front of him. They did indeed have some weight to them. They were hot and soft in his hands. They moved slightly and trembled incessantly. However, their elasticity was lacking.

It was said that Yang xiuqin and Chen Qiang should not have that much desire after they finished firing their cannons. She did not know why, but when Feng qingyang placed both of her hands on top of her breasts, she felt as if her heart was about to burst out of her chest.

"You should teach me later. Aunt suddenly thought of it too …" Yang xiuqin said as she started to pull at his underpants with her small hands.

The Feng qingyang hastily dodged, "Don't … "Aunt, don't touch it, or else I won't be able to control myself. The book says that massage is the best before doing anything. Aunt, you should just endure it for now …"

"Then hurry up …" Yang xiuqin frowned, he unwillingly retracted his hand, and extended his hand into his pants, feeling the wetness.

Seeing that she was so close to death, Feng qingyang started to raise her chest. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight …"

Although the Feng qingyang's movements were simple, the shockwaves from his actions were very strong. Waves of numbing pleasure made Yang xiuqin feel as if he was about to float.

"Have you touched many women?"

"Three two three four …"

Seeing that he did not say anything, Yang xiuqin said: "Aunt heard from the villagers that you came back because you touched a woman, is that true?"

"What does Aunt think?" Feng qingyang looked at her pervertedly, and stopped raising her hand. However, when her thumb and forefinger lightly twirled on the purple grapes, Yang xiuqin's entire body immediately started to tremble.

"Qingyang, you're so awesome. Aunt can't do it anymore …" Yang xiuqin gasped for breath and quickly took off her flowery pants, revealing her snow-white butt and dense forest. However, her fur was thicker than Yan Na's, and it was growing all over, making her look like a wasteland.

Yang xiuqin turned around, bent his body, and raised his white, fat buttocks, then swayed twice as he said, "Aunty wants it, quickly come in …"

"It's so coquettish!" Feng qingyang laughed wickedly, he slapped Yang xiuqin's butt, instantly producing five finger prints, "Aunt, you still haven't told me the answer?"

"Auntie believes in you. She wouldn't believe those rumors made by those bastards." Yang xiuqin shook her large butt with all her might, as if water had been flung out from the depths of the forest. At that moment, she yearned for that powerful object so much that her body was already prepared to receive it.

Feng qingyang looked down at the gaps that had faintly opened up in the depths of the forest. It was actually a dark red color.

"He's over 30, but he's still so young?" Feng qingyang could not hold it in any longer. She took off her pants, and the fierce looking man stuck himself to the soft crevice.

Yang xiuqin let out a trembling sound from her throat. She could feel that it was fiery hot, fierce and invincible. She wanted to use her own softness to tightly wrap this terrifying toughness.

"For sister-in-law …" Yang xiuqin impatiently took the initiative to push it back, but unfortunately, the Feng qingyang was too big and only managed to squeeze in by about an inch.

However, even though Yang xiuqin's body felt as if it was being torn apart due to the violent intervention, the pain from his back was still extremely fast. The feeling bombarded her body, bombarding her rationality.

"Qingyang, Aunt wants you!" Yang xiuqin stomped her small feet in worry.

Seeing her acting so rashly, Feng qingyang couldn't help but think of her and Chen Qiang's passion in the corn field. Maybe her body still had some of his trash left, and if he were to stab her, wouldn't he end up with some trash?

"Does Aunt want to?" Feng qingyang took a step back and started rubbing against the edge of the barrier.

"I missed you! I missed you to death. Quickly, quickly come in …"

"If you say you're a little slut, I'll …"

Before Feng qingyang could finish speaking, Yang xiuqin said tenderly, "I'm a little slut, hurry up." As she spoke, she shook her snow-white butt a few times.

"Looks like I've said this quite a few times to Chen Qiang." Feng qingyang was somewhat disdainful, he suddenly pulled up his pants and muttered, "Not good, Aunt Xiuqin has someone!"

When the Yang xiuqin heard him, he pulled up his pants and quickly put on the cover and plaid shirt. He looked at the ground in fear, but other than the slightly swaying cornstalk, there was nothing else, not a single sound.

"Where did he come from?"

The Feng qingyang reached out his hand to break an immature corn cob and gave it to the Yang xiuqin: "Aunt, please use this first. I'll go to Aunt's house another day." With that, he quickly escaped. The shaking of the corn stalks quickly cut off Yang xiuqin's sight. Looking at the corn cob in his hand, Yang xiuqin said hatefully: "Stinking brat, are you lying to your aunt? Little bastard! "

Although he was scolding, Yang xiuqin felt like he had hair on his back. He used his hand to wave the corn cob, feeling that it was similar to the corn cob that Feng qingyang used to have, he started to miss that big cudgel even more.

Feng qingyang happily returned to the village. However, from afar, he saw a large group of people gathered outside of the village committee's courtyard.

"Are they here to capture laozi?" Feng qingyang shook his head. He didn't think that would happen.

"Hey, Uncle Shouyin, what happened?"

At this time, the unshaven middle-aged man turned his head to look at Feng qingyang and asked: "You don't know? This time, something big has happened. Ergou shot Ma Xiaoguang, and now that brat is at home dying! "

To Feng qingyang, this was a bolt out of the blue.