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晚上吃过饭,温习了功课,打了几通算盘,又树根下练了几趟,夹着两个饼,出去了。
                                                                                                                                                                “哥哥,你咋才来,俺门都给留半天咦哥哥,你身上啥香味?”
                                                                                                                                                                “你吃。”
                                                                                                                                                                “好香,好好吃嗳吭吭——”
                                                                                                                                                                伸手在她背上抚摸几下,“吭吭”没了,忙忙地咽下,手却抓过哥哥的手,按在没有遮拦的圆鼓包上,连连揉了两下,略显粗糙的皮肤,摩挲着圆鼓鼓,丝丝痒痒,从胯间缝隙升起。
                                                                                                                                                                “哥哥,想死俺哩。”张嘴度过一口饼,把另一只手,也按在另一只圆鼓包上,霎时,两只圆鼓包,吹猪水泡一样,噌噌圆鼓鼓地,热涨胀地,脑子“嗡嗡嗡嗡”地,腰一软,就要出溜地上。
                                                                                                                                                                一道救命索拦腰断住,哦,是哥哥胳膊。
                                                                                                                                                                柔柔地贴着,光光的圆鼓包瓷实地顶着粗糙肉掌。
                                                                                                                                                                “哥哥,俺身上热着哩。哥哥不热?”
                                                                                                                                                                “俺不热。”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                  

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