Liu Yan closed her eyes, even though she was ready to be mermaid, she was still so nervous that her whole body tensed up. Holding the cold snake body with two hands, trying to grab it tighter, but can't grasp anything - the smooth scales of the snake body are neatly covered, and there is no place to start. During the skin-to-skin relationship, he was used to holding Yimo, with his palms firmly attached, and his five fingers could truly feel the strength of his muscles in every movement. Now that this habitual grasp suddenly disappeared, he was even more at a loss.
How could this happen, how could he allow this to happen? Liu Yan was thinking in a panic, but she spontaneously exerted force in her hand, hugging the snake's body even tighter. It felt completely strange, without tight muscles, smooth skin, and cold and flexible touch. It was truly a snake. snake. But this huge snake is wrapped around his body, and then he will accept it like a female snake and have sex with it.
Liu Yan felt palpitations just thinking about it. His face was so hot that he couldn't help himself, and his blood was boiling like hot water in a boiler.
Yi Mo licked his face, knowing that he was afraid, but even so, he didn't want to stop, absolutely not. The place where the tip of the wet tongue slid, left his own breath, like all the beasts in his own territory, he imprinted his own breath on Liu Yan without any omission.
He is a snake. A hunter who haunts the jungle. Carrying a highly poisonous poison, almost no animals dare to provoke him. Even natural enemies have to be careful when confronting him. But at this moment, he put away his fangs and wildness, and just licked this person with the soft tip of his tongue. This person was very important to him, so he was very cautious.
The so-called important means irreplaceable and unique existence.
The tiny scales rubbed hard against Liu Yan's erect nipples when Yi Mo tightened the winding, and Liu Yan groaned, the pain caused by the blade-like sharp scales made him Instinctively arched his waist, and sensitively noticed that the scales rubbed against him for the second time, as if on purpose, but he was powerless to resist, and soon the nipples became red and swollen like overripe fruit, faintly There was blood.
Liu Yan let out a soft "hiss", and besides the pain, he shivered keenly at the strange pleasure. This kind of insignificant but clear and profound pain deepened his cognition again—he was embracing a poisonous snake—so He opened his eyes and looked at the other party. The sinister triangular snake head also stared at him motionlessly, as if trying to tear him apart.
Liu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, but the terrifying scene made him feel strangely dazzled. The thick and long snake's body bends randomly, forming a beautiful arc, and it is alive and vigorous because of the soul named Yi Mo in the body. He never thought that he would have sex with a poisonous snake, but when the fact happened, he suddenly realized his beauty, the beauty laced with pain and blood, like a beast with pieces of meat on the corners of its mouth, they embraced and tore each other, strength The huge disparity made him clearly aware that he would be torn apart at any time, but he felt as happy as dancing on the edge of a knife.
There is a bloodthirsty factor lurking in every man's heart. The weak will only tremble and cry, while the strong dare to embrace the knife in their arms.
The sense of danger that could be fatal at any time made him excited, his brain roared, and his body was hot.
"Yimo." He was short of breath, his voice was hoarse, his hot body rubbed against the cold snake, and his lower body began to swell and ache. He pressed against the snake's belly arrogantly and seductively, twisted his waist violently, and even raised his head to touch his lips. Stick it on the snake kiss.
Soft and hard, cold and hot, the extreme collisions made Yi Mo also confused. The snake letter stirred in his mouth, and the desire to plunder and conquer uncontrollably rushed into his mind. The thick and ferocious roots rubbed against his legs, almost He sneaked past his secret place dangerously, as if he was about to poke in like this to conquer the city, but he didn't dare to be reckless, the upright part could only rub against the wet and hot entrance again and again, pushing it further and further, the valley road The wet one seemed to be melted away, and the small mouth that was leaking water stains kept sucking his tip, as greedy as if it wanted to suck it in.
"Yi Mo..." The corners of Liu Yan's eyes were red, his waist was arched as if the strings were stretched to the extreme, and he was delivering his murder weapon as if it might be stretched at any time. He called his name in intermittent groans, and said eagerly: "Come in .”
There was a faint glimmer of water in the corner of his eyes, his cheeks were bright red, and his expression was blurred. What he was afraid of before was now his ardent desire, but Yi Mo, who triggered the source, gradually lost the ability to control it.
He was keenly aware of this, but Yimo didn't resist, he had no way to resist, and he didn't want to resist, this was what he wanted to do in the first place.
With a clear intention to push herself against the tiny open entrance, Yi Mo stared at his face, sinking herself inch by inch, slowly and firmly.
Liu Yan's face lost its color, and turned from red to blue and white, as if being tortured. He held his breath under the torture instrument, and then sweat dripped from his forehead, and his limbs trembled, as if he had been nailed to the ground. The butterfly on the wooden board, trembling but not struggling, the giver of pain is someone he can't resist, even if he is frustrated, he is willing.
There was a faint sweetness of blood in the air, and the great pain of being torn apart made Liu Yan's dark eyes lose focus for a short time. Finally, he felt the other party's cold scales sticking to his buttocks. He was so cold. Waking up from the sensation of touch, he breathed in the thin air, as if escaping from death.
"It's all in." Yi Mo said this, but didn't move any more. Then his upper body returned to the human form, and he hugged Liu Yan as if he couldn't bear it. He lowered his head and kissed his cheek, then bit him. His lips moved down after sucking and rubbing for a while, licking and biting on the side of his neck, the wet water spread, the collarbone was sucked into a purple color, and continued down until the red and swollen nipple tips on Liu Yan's chest, white The bright red on her skin was particularly eye-catching, and there was no way to ignore it. He took the swollen flesh in his mouth, pressed it up with the tip of his tongue, pinched it, and licked it. The meat that had been ravaged by the scales was extremely sensitive. Every time he licked it, his body would vibrate subtly, as if being ravaged by the scales. The broken secret also gradually regained consciousness, restraining the murder weapon in his body while licking and biting.
Liu Yan raised her hand drowsily and put it on his shoulder naturally, hugging the head in front of his chest, and the sound she made was almost a sigh. Yimo's heart is gentle, his tongue rolls and rolls on the stone-hardened nipple, licking it in circles, wishing that this will create a lot of joy and offset his pain.
"Ah..." Liu Yan groaned while the other party's teeth were not light or heavy, and his waist stretched again, tightly holding the murder weapon in his body. The shape of the barbed penis was particularly obvious, and the pain It subsided instantly to the point where it could be ignored, and the abnormal itching spread from the back acupuncture point all over the body.
Immo moved when he heard the sound. The prickly penis retreated two points, and slammed into it again, causing the body in his arms to tremble, and the black hair scattered on the pillow was also dazzling.
"Does it still hurt?" Yi Mo asked.
Crimson was gradually climbing up Liu Yan's cheeks, he shook his head, and said in a daze of confusion: "It doesn't hurt anymore...it's weird."
"What's wrong?" Yi Mo asked, while lifting his waist, he held the two buttocks and twitched violently. The feeling of being completely contained and wrapped made his mind confused, and he continued to ask relentlessly. : "Is this place itchy?"
Liu Yan's face was hot, and he grabbed his back fiercely. Yi Mo's back was painful, and his genitals became more fierce. He slammed into him, and the scales hit his buttocks with crisp sounds.
During the twitching, the tightly fitting secret part also made the sound of wet water, and it was unknown whether it was blood, semen from the night before, or melted fat flowing all the way to Liu Yan's buttocks, soaking the mattress.
"Does it itch?" Yi Mo bit his earball, the tip of his tongue got into the cochlea, asking endlessly.
Liu Yan kicked her legs straight in embarrassment, and after two kicks, her ankles were grabbed. Yi Mo put both of his legs on her shoulders, and hugged him with all her strength. This posture made Liu Yan Immediately suspended in the air, knees pressed against chest, waist almost broken, the hideous and shapeless thing in the body was pierced extremely deep in an instant, Liu Yan on the top whimpered, Yi Mo was still asking endlessly: "Is it right?" Does this stop the itching?"
"Ah..." Liu Yan pinched his shoulder tightly, tears rolled down, sobbing in confusion: "It hurts."
"Pain or itching?" Yi Mo couldn't help panting, the snake's tail opened and closed more violently, and after withdrawing three minutes, he couldn't wait to stab in and grind it, those weird fleshy spines were grinding over and over on the inner wall, like It was like ground meat that finally forced Liu Yan to cry, honestly said: "Itchy." Supporting his shoulders again, he said aggrievedly: "Leg hurts."
He was almost folded in half and held in his arms, with his legs sandwiched between the two of them. This position made his muscles stretched to the limit, and it was not surprising that he was so hard-working, so it was not surprising that it hurt.
But he couldn't stand it. It's just that I don't know why the lard has deceived my heart, so I want to act like a baby to let him know that he is in pain.
The aggrieved look on the tearful face made Yi Mo's mind explode, and he knew his bottom line in his heart, so he didn't let go immediately, and leaned over to kiss his lips, coaxing: "Call your husband."
Liu Yan stared at him, then pressed her forehead against him in a moment, bit his lips and said in a low voice: "Master, my leg hurts."
Yi Mo's hand holding his buttocks was taken away, and he rubbed the two lumps of plumpness viciously in his hand, until it became red and hot in an instant, before he put the man down and loosened his legs Wrapping it around his waist, his voice was so hoarse that he replied deeply: "My dear, it's done, my husband loves you very much."