Fragrant spring

Fragrant Spring - 357 Women

Chen Ming changed his job. He used to cook for pigs, but now he cooks for people, and he still cooks for cadres in the detention center.It turned out that the prisoner who cooked for the cadres was released after serving his sentence, and the leader of the guard then transferred the relatively honest Chen Ming who cooked for the pigs.Cooking for cadres is relatively easier, but it is too lonely, and I am alone all day. The inmates joked that this is a prison within a prison.This is indeed the case, the cadre's kitchen is between the prison area and the front gate building of the detention center.There is a wall separating this place from the Qianmen building. During the daytime, all the prisoners in the prison area were driven out to work. Chen Ming could only hear the wailing of those squatting [-] people from time to time.

It was past ten o'clock in the morning, and Chen Ming was picking vegetables in the vegetable field of the detention center.The vegetables that cadres eat are also grown by prisoners. In the detention center, almost all the work is done by prisoners. Even the cadres' bedding and room hygiene are helped by obedient prisoners from time to time.Of course, it is an honor for the prisoners to be able to help the cadres do this, and they can also get a meal for the cadres.

At this time, the caretaker old Zhao came to the field. He didn't go into the vegetable field, he didn't want to get his shoes dirty.Old Zhao said: "Chen Ming, have you picked up any good food?"

Chen Ming thought that Lao Zhao was here to urge him, so he quickly bowed and said, "I'll get it right away, I'll get it right away."

"Hurry up, your family members are coming to see you, just wait in the kitchen, don't delay our lunch." Lao Zhao left after finishing speaking. He didn't need to take care of Chen Ming at all.Old Zhao has never been able to understand, how could this man who doesn't fart loudly be a rapist?

When he heard that a family member came to see him, Chen Ming was so excited that his hands trembled. Who else is his family member besides Qiaofen?Thinking of Qiaofen's white and tender mountain, the thing in Chen Ming's crotch immediately pushed up his crotch.He hasn't touched a woman for several months, and Chen Ming's situation is also changing. The thing in his crotch has to be hardened several times a day for no reason.In the evening, at the instigation of several young prisoners in the same cell, he also participated in the "shooting contest" that must be held every night.The so-called "shooting competition" means that the prisoners want women, take out the thing and go to the latrine in the corner to masturbate, to see who can masturbate for a long time.The latrine in the cell is not surrounded by any barriers, and the people sitting on the side of the bunk are watching the people in the gun competition masturbating.Interestingly, in the competition here, there are rewards for the fastest and longest shots, and the prizes are cigarettes.Prisoners are not allowed to bring fire. Of course, prisoners have their own methods. When working during the day, those who work in the kitchen secretly hide a few matches when they come back, and draw a hundred or so times on the wall at night. Can strike a match.If not, they have another way, which is to pull out some cotton, wrap the washing powder in it, roll it up, rub it vigorously, and rub it for a certain period of time, it will smoke and catch fire.These methods have been accumulated and honed by prisoners for a long time, and they cannot be operated without certain experience.

Chen Ming picked a few loofahs quickly, pulled up his clothes, put them in his clothes, and hurried back to the cadre kitchen.It was only a few minutes away from the vegetable field to the kitchen, and Chen Ming felt that it was farther than a [-]-mile long march.Before Chen Ming entered the kitchen, he saw Qiaofen inside.He shouted tremblingly, "Fen, you're here."

Qiaofen, who was sitting in the back room, heard the familiar voice, and found out that her husband, whom she had been thinking about day and night, was in front of her.

Chen Ming rushed in, dumped the loofah and peppers wrapped in his clothes onto the chopping board, turned around immediately, and hugged Qiaofen.His hands kept stroking Qiaofen's back and buttocks back and forth, a woman, a real woman was in his arms.Chen Ming rubbed Qiaofen's face with his face, and said affectionately: "Fen, I miss you, I miss you so much."

Isn't it Qiaofen, who used to feel nothing when hugged by Chen Ming, and sometimes complained a little when he was hugged by Chen Ming in the wild.Only now did she feel how happy it was to be hugged by her man.Qiaofen also wanted to put her arms around Chen Ming, but her hands were placed on her chest, and Chen Ming hugged her tightly, unable to move.Qiaofen raised her head and said, "I miss you too, how are you doing?"

"Okay..." Before Chen Ming finished his words, he couldn't wait to kiss Qiaofen's mouth. Chen Ming's generation is basically a generation that sticks to the rules and still has a feudal mind.It is often because they have been married for many years, and they don't know that apart from doing that, they can also kiss. When they know about it, the couple's affairs have entered a stable period, and they don't want to play so many tricks.During Chen Ming's time in prison, he listened to inmates describe how to kiss and how to touch the mountain every night, and now he can't help but feel addicted.

Qiaofen let Chen Ming kiss, if she could, she would like to cut off her mouth, let Chen Ming put it in his clothes pocket, and take it out to kiss whenever she thinks.

His wife was in his arms, and the tender hole was on his hard thing.Chen Ming can endure everything, but he can't bear women. When he is at home, he has sex with Qiaofen once or twice a day. one time.This kitchen can basically be said to be his world, and no one would come here until after get off work hours, Chen Ming's lust came again, he pushed Qiaofen to the window, and stretched out his hand to untie Qiaofen's pants.

This familiar movement came again. Chen Ming often did this when working at home.But this is a detention center, not at home, and Chen Ming is still a prisoner, how can this be done?Qiaofen grabbed the bottom of her trousers and refused to let Chen Ming untie them. She lowered her voice and hurriedly said: "No, don't do this, it will be troublesome if someone finds out."

Chen Ming breathed heavily, and kept kissing Qiaofen's face and neck. Qiaofen didn't take off his pants, so he touched Qiaofen's place through his pants.He said intermittently: "There won't be... anyone will find out, here... I'm alone here, give me, I... I can't stand it."

"No, bear with it, touch here if you can't bear it." Qiaofen said and pulled Chen Ming's hand to her own mountain peak.

Chen Ming scratched and rubbed Qiaofen's soft mountain a few times. It was okay if he didn't grab it, but he couldn't stand it even more once he grabbed it. Through the pants, but this is far more exciting than touching the mountain.

The husband's thing as hard as a fire stick poked at him one after another, Qiaofen was scared and nervous.She knew that if her husband didn't do this for a day, it would be like he didn't have to eat. Now that her husband hasn't done it for so long, she was really afraid that he would get sick.Qiaofen grabbed Chen Ming's thing through his pants. Chen Ming was so hard, she didn't feel pain, and Chen Ming should feel pain too.Qiaofen murmured, "Don't do this, okay!"

(The story of the little people in Muwa Village, continue!!!)