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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         “就会耍贫嘴…”母亲被郝叔压到倒在床上，左躲右闪，咯咯娇笑。“别闹了…好痒…”                                                                                                                                                                “咱们今晚的正经事还没做呢…”郝叔从裙子底下探出头来，气喘咻咻地说。“还要耕田呢。”                                                                                                                                                                “嗯，耕吧，老牛，”母亲长叹一声，悠悠地说。                                                                                                                                                                我站在门外，透过缝隙，看着郝叔掀起母亲的裙子，爱不释手地抚摸起来。就像把玩一件珍贵的艺术品，郝叔的手，在母亲全身娴熟地游走，然后进入她身体里。                                                                                                                                                                母亲身子一抖，蜷起双腿，紧紧夹住郝叔的手。                                                                                                                                                                过足手瘾后，郝叔俯下身，开始一毫米一毫米啃母亲身上每块肌肤，最后埋首她芳香的胯间，津津有味吃起来。                                                                                                                                                                那份要命的酥麻，令母亲情不自禁扭动娇躯，喉间的喘息越来越重。却在这个时候，郝叔停了下来。                                                                                                                                                                一会儿没有动静，母亲不情愿睁开眼睛，向嬉皮笑脸的郝叔，投出一道嗔怪的目光。“我和老左比，谁最好？”                                                                                                                                                                “…”母亲咬了咬嘴唇，动情地说：“你最好…好人老公，快给我。”                                                                                                                       

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