To love someone is to worship a Buddha.
Two days after my brother died, I hooked up with my sister-in-law.
My sister-in-law looks very upright, with high eyebrows, a straight nose, and lips that are neither thick nor thin. Especially those eyes, if I stared at them, they would suck my soul in. When I came back to myself, I felt numb all over and without any strength.
My sister-in-law's scream is also nice, not squeamish, but very emotional, with a bit of dull muttering. My hands lingered on my sister-in-law's smooth back, hooking up and caressing her, as if I was appreciating a piece of jade whose tentacles were warming up. Sometimes when I fuck him hard, he will sob violently in my arms, as if he has died and come back to life.
I shamelessly say that my sister-in-law is my true love.
I asked him, when you are in my arms, do you miss my brother?
He raised his head in my arms, stared at me for a long time, then reached out and nodded my head and said: You are a bad student.
*Illegal literature, attacking and accepting Shuangjie
*First person, write casually, practice writing
*Loyal dog crazy attack in the new year X cool, transparent and tough
Concept: Words are the accomplices of desire, and you and I are both accomplices.