Pei Tingsong woke up, and found herself shedding tears unexpectedly, and felt very ashamed. They fell asleep and changed positions, from embracing face to face to him wrapping Fang Juexia from behind, with his outstretched arms under his neck.
They are like two petals inseparable in a bud, sticking closely to each other.
Fang Juexia was still in a deep sleep, and Pei Tingsong gently pulled out his arm without waking him up. After getting out of bed and seeing a wet piece on his pillow, Pei Tingsong wiped it with his hand, and then simply turned it over, hid it, and pretended that nothing happened.
He was hungry and couldn't eat anything on the plane, but the apartment was as empty as his stomach, so he changed into a hat and mask and went downstairs by himself. After sleeping for two or three hours, from dusk to night, the supermarket was closed, and he could only go to the convenience store to buy something.
Since childhood, Pei Tingsong had almost no thought of taking care of others. It was others who took care of him. Some people take care of him because they love him, such as grandpa, and some people take care of him because of work.
But as soon as he stepped into the convenience store, all he thought about was Fang Juexia. When he walked to the snack area, he thought, what does Fang Juexia like to eat? He seems to like candy. So he bought a lot of sweets, especially the best-selling ones with a little piece of paper that said Hot, and he put them all into the basket.
And Wangzai's milk, which he used to feel tired of, is now almost the first choice.
There are no fresh vegetables and fruits in the convenience store, so Pei Tingsong can only buy salads and oden. When checking out, the clerk said, "Look at our summer limited edition, coffee smoothie, it's delicious."
"You won't be able to sleep if you drink it at night." Pei Tingsong said casually.
"Ah... Also." The clerk smiled awkwardly and continued to check out. But Pei Tingsong suddenly said, "I want two cups, please help me pack it."
I didn't know what time it was when I woke up, and I definitely couldn't fall asleep.
He came out of the convenience store with a large bag of snacks. There was a flower shop next to him. He had never found a flower shop here, and he had lived here for so long.
The proprietress was arranging bouquets inside, and her cautious and serious look reminded him of Fang Juexia, who squatted on his small balcony every day, sometimes staying for an afternoon. He clearly loves cleanliness so much that he often muddies his hands and washes his hands for ten minutes for the sake of his little flowers.
Seeing a tall boy standing at the door, standing there for a long time, the proprietress couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to buy flowers?"
Pei Tingsong didn't have this thought at first, but when he saw the bouquet in the hand of the proprietress, there seemed to be a lisianthus in the middle, so he nodded again.
"What do you want to buy? Do you need a recommendation?" The proprietress was a soft-spoken middle-aged woman. She asked him questions while arranging her flower arrangements. "Is it a gift?"
She didn't look like someone who would recognize him, or maybe Pei Tingsong was really wrapped up.
"Well." Pei Tingsong walked in and stared at the bunch of flowers.
"It looks like a girlfriend, how about roses? This season's roses and pink dahlias are beautiful, oh and tuberose."
Pei Tingsong shook his head and pointed, "I want this, white lisianthus, a big bunch."
"I like this." The proprietress gladly took out fresh bellflowers, but she couldn't hold too many, so Pei Tingsong said enough.
"This flower is very good, beautiful, and has tenacious vitality. It can bloom for more than ten days when it is inserted into the water, and it is not squeamish at all."
Really, beautiful and not squeamish, that is Fang Juexia.
"I'll get you a bow, your girlfriend will definitely like it."
Pei Tingsong, who had paid the payment, stopped the proprietress's actions, "No, that's it, my boyfriend will do it when I go back."
After he finished speaking, he walked away with a bunch of bellflowers that could bury him, leaving the proprietress, who was still unhappy, wondering in the store whether it was a boyfriend or a girlfriend.
There is also an old grandma selling vegetables on the street. There are not many vegetables left, only a few tomatoes, loofah and some lettuce. Pei Tingsong originally walked over, but turned around before taking two steps, and took the old grandma's vegetables. I bought them all and urged her to go home soon.
When he got on the elevator, Pei Ting was almost exhausted, so he put everything on the elevator floor, except the bunch of flowers, which he hugged honestly.
Back home, putting everything down, he changed his slippers and went straight to the bedroom. Sure enough, Fang Juexia was still sleeping, but when he heard the movement, he seemed to be awake, raised his head, his eyes were half-squinted, and he was dazed like a young chick falling in the clouds.
In a trance, he forgot that he and Fang Juexia were teammates of a men's team, and forgot the dazzling stage and flashing lights. They are like the most ordinary couple in the city, living in ordinary life, falling in love in ordinary life, and the fireworks are soaked in daily life.
"Awake?" Pei Tingsong walked over and lay in front of him, kissing his left cheek and then his right cheek. Fang Juexia snorted, stretched out his arm lazily, made a small half circle in the air, and finally put his hand on Pei Tingsong's shoulder. Pei Tingsong brought back a little smell of rain, mixed with the smell of sage on his clothes, very summer.
"You went out." He rubbed his eyes, "Where did you go?"
"I just went downstairs and bought something." Pei Tingsong liked to see him just woken up. He was very soft when he was covered in the quilt for a while, and his face was pink.
Fang Juexia was not used to staying in bed, so he got up when he spoke. As soon as he went out, he saw the flowers on the table and a lot of things he bought. He knew that Pei Tingsong was a young master, but he couldn't help laughing at him, "Why buy so many flowers? There are not so many vases for you to put."
"There's nowhere to put it," Pei Tingsong opened a wine cabinet in the kitchen, which was full of clean and beautiful glasses, and he took them out one by one in a fit of anger, "You can put them all, I have some cups for flowers."
Fang Juexia laughed at him for being naive, and Pei Tingsong kept saying, "No, there is still a pool."
"Is there a swimming pool?" Fang Juexia thought of the fish killing case in the swimming pool that Pei Tingsong told before going to bed.
"Anyway, these flowers I can raise are my flowers."
"Okay." Fang Juexia lengthened the ending of the word, making it extra gentle. He saw that some of the vegetables that Pei Tingsong bought were not very pretty, some were wilted, and he didn't know why he bought them, but he didn't scold them any more, but washed them all out, "Make a vegetable soup and drink it. ."
"Okay." Pei Tingsong began to fiddle with his flowers, separating them one by one, shaking them a few times, the buds of the whole branch were shaking, watery, no fragrance, beautiful and pure.
Fang Juexia knew how to cook, so he cut the tomatoes and loofah into thin slices, put them in the pot, added a spoonful of salt, and finally put the washed lettuce in, but unfortunately there was no egg, otherwise it would be more fragrant.
Hot soups, smoothies, oden, and salads, they eat eccentrically and casually, but both are delicious. Fang Juexia left the smoothie for the end and took a mouthful of the half-melted smoothie, his teeth chattering.
"This is delicious." He smiled, his frozen red lips prettier than the roses in the flower shop.
After the meal, Pei Tingsong offered to wash the dishes, and almost broke one in a hurry, but saved it again. Fang Juexia sat on the large dining table trimming eustoma, and used up almost all the cups that could be used.
He placed flowers everywhere he could, at the dining table, under the corner of the sofa, on the entryway cabinet, in the study, on the bedside table in the bedroom, and even in the bathroom. The house is full of bellflowers, and the empty house is brought to life.
Pei Tingsong told him that he lied about being sick and wanted him to rest with him for two days. Fang Juexia agreed, and thought it was very interesting, "Then we can't go anywhere, there are too many eyes outside, and the house is the safest, like a young couple who hides after elopement."
Pei Tingsong likes this description.
I originally wanted to watch Lu Yuan's variety show after dinner, but there is no TV at home. Pei Tingsong rummaged through the study and found a projector, "Would you like to watch a movie?"
Of course Fang Juexia said yes, but he doubted whether he could see clearly. He found a raspberry-flavored lollipop from the bag, tore off the wrapping paper and stuffed it into his mouth. He sat cross-legged on the sofa, watching Pei Tingsong play with the projector, which was not used much at first glance. .
Pei Tingsong finally got it done, and an image was projected on the empty white wall, "Can you see this?"
The projection effect is pretty good, very bright, Fang Juexia nodded with sugar, "Yes. What movie is this?"
"Kill your darling." Every time Pei Tingsong speaks English, the ending sounds very nice. That kind of chest resonance can always be heard in Fang Jue's summer.
The name sounds like a literary film, and some kind of murder-themed suspense. Fang Juexia beckoned to Pei Tingsong, and patted the sofa twice, signaling for him to come quickly.
"I'll go get something to drink right now."
He used up the last two glasses in the apartment, took out a bottle of Baileys from the wine cabinet, poured it into the glasses in half with Wangzai, and took a sip.
But he poured himself half a cup of rum and half a cup of Coke. Pei Tingsong is not a good drinker, but he occasionally drinks a little, and when he is half-drunk, he will have more fanciful fantasies in his mind.
Back on the sofa, they were shoulder-to-shoulder, and Fang Juexia became restless while watching the movie. This is a movie about literature, poetry and the "Beat Generation". There are many things that Fang Juexia doesn't understand. When the protagonist of the face reads a poem, he will look sideways at Pei Tingsong.
"This is Henry Miller's Tropic of Cancer." Pei Tingsong will kiss him after he finishes speaking. "He is also one of the beat generation, the prophet of sexual liberation. I still have his 'Sacrificial Color Trilogy' in my study. ', Erotica."
"Sex liberation..." Fang Juexia repeated these three words in a low voice, because they contained candy, he said these three words with a sticky feeling.
He and Pei Tingsong received a completely different education and grew up in a completely different environment, so he can't always say the words about sex and eroticism at will, just like him, his tone is empty, and he has no confidence. "No wonder he wrote poems. There will be a cock in there…”
Pei Tingsong laughed when he heard it, teasing him with what he said last time in the hotel, "Brother, how do you say cock in Chinese?"
Fang Juexia's face immediately turned red, and half of his body was crooked on top of him, but now he sat upright all of a sudden.
"I don't know." He lied.
Pei Tingsong laughed, but did not continue to tease him, they were immersed in the plot again. Fang Juexia watched silently, occasionally uttering an indifferent sigh, as if stating a fact, "Alan really likes Lucian."
"Why do you say that?" Pei Tingsong took a sip of Coke and rum, and then handed him the mix prepared for Fang Juexia.
Fang Juexia took a big sip. At first, he didn't even taste the alcohol in it, but thought it was chocolate milk. "Look at him looking into his eyes. No matter what Lucian says or does, he looks at him like that."
Well, that description is interesting.
"You're so smart." Pei Tingsong broke his chin and let him face him. The projected light cast a phantom on his three-dimensional features like a plaster statue. He spoke better than Lucian in the movie. , also addicting.
"Then you should have found out that I like you long ago?" Pei Tingsong looked into his eyes like a turbulent lake, "I look at you like that too."
A third of the sugar melted in the mouth.
Raspberry essence and chocolate make Fang Juexia drunk.
"I didn't find it." Fang Juexia answered honestly.
In the projection, Lucian fell on Ellen's lap, holding the fingers he stretched out to caress his cheek. On the sofa, Pei Tingsong stretched out his hand, his fingers grabbed the white slender candy handle extending out of Fang Juexia's lips, pinched and rotated.
The sweet raspberry planet spins slowly in a squishy universe.
The ambiguous nebula that was spawned flowed down his throat and caught fire in his internal organs.
"Why?"
Because he was also looking at Pei Tingsong like that, how did he find out, his eyes were full of Pei Tingsong. Fang Juexia gave the answer in his heart, and then crunched the smaller and smaller sugar ball with his teeth.
Falling in love is blinding because they only see their passion for their lover.
The planet exploded and his mouth was full of debris, and his tongue needed to be rescued, so Pei Tingsong came. He wrapped his arms around his waist and gave him a complicated kiss in the light and shadow.
He remembered the line from not long ago, which Allen said was complicated.
Lucian said, [Great, I like complexity. ]
Fang Juexia doesn't like it. He likes simple things that can be solved by logic. The only complicated thing he likes is Pei Tingsong, and everything related to Pei Tingsong.
Simple can't cover him, Pei Tingsong is attractive because of complexity.
Rum, sweet saliva, cola bubbles, wrinkled mouth lining, raspberry and Baileys, tiny taste buds on the tip of the tongue, milk, smooth teeth. The pieces of candy were pushed back and forth by them, gradually losing their attack power, melting into a round shape, sticking to the lips and tongue, and breathing more and more deeply.
Poetry lines in movies are perfect for background sound.
[Watch out, you're not in Wonderland
I heard that strange madness has grown in your soul for a long time
But you are lucky because you have arrogance, you are isolated
Only you who suffer can find the hidden love
give, share, lose
At least it won't die before it blooms]
Fang Juexia was in Wonderland, and he couldn't listen. He unknowingly lay down on the sofa, like a burnt out white candle, a long thin white leg stretched over the water glass on the floor, knocked over the lisianthus in it, and the water flowed to the floor .
His head started to feel dizzy, and half a cup of Baileys helped a little, and he was all warm, but he wasn't drunk, he was sober. Pei Tingsong peeled off his black coat between the tongue kisses, just like he had just torn open a candy package. But they clearly contained sugar in their mouths, too much sugar to contain.
Pei Tingsong sucked Fang Juexia's lips, his tiny lips. The tongue licked every part of the inner wall of the mouth, and pushed it to the deepest point like a bad. Fang Juexia began to lose the ability to swallow, and he could only accept the attack with his mouth open.
This kiss was too long, until the candy melted, and Fang Juexia was about to melt.
Melted sugar mixed with saliva, dripping from the corners of the mouth, glistened by the daylight in the movie, more beautiful than the Milky Way. Pei Tingsong's hands were hot and began to become unstable, and every place on the sticker was stained with his body temperature. The rescue was temporarily suspended, he withdrew and looked at Fang Juexia from a distance.
The pure white beauty in the night is a kind of taint to describe it with the word style.
"Didn't you watch it?" Fang Juexia was talking about the movie. He was lying on the sofa with soft eyes, "It's only halfway through."
Pei Tingsong leaned down and licked the sugar liquid from the corner of Fang Juexia's mouth from bottom to top, like an animal.
"The second half is not good."
Poetry does not lie.
That's right, he was indeed infatuated with the peculiar madness in Pei Tingsong's soul.
"Okay, then don't look at it."
Fang Juexia was picked up by Pei Tingsong, walked back to the bedroom from the living room, and placed it on the bed as gently as returning jewelry to velvet. His snow-white upper body was so beautifully set off by the dark quilt. Pei Tingsong felt hot when she saw it, so she took off her shirt with one hand and kissed him.
Most of the time, Pei Tingsong's kisses were very gentle, licking slowly, not rude when his tongue came in, but deftly hooked his, and then hooked away the saliva that he depended on for survival.
Fang Juexia was suddenly a little scared. He called Pei Tingsong's name between the kisses, "We... we want... "
"What are you going to do?" Pei Ting finished the question for him, "I don't know, what do you think." He didn't even know, how could Fang Juexia know.
But another voice appeared in his mind, as if to say, you know what you want, you clearly think, stop pretending.
He lowered his head to hold Fang Juexia's slightly erected nipple, and pursed it with his hot lips, like a hungry hummingbird sucking nectar from the beads.
"Don't smoke." Fang Juexia grabbed the hair on the back of Pei Tingsong's head.
"You obviously like it." Pei Tingsong is still the straightforward child, he knows how to please Fang Juexia, "You like me the most, licking and licking." until
Fang Juexia curled up until the two pearls were red and swollen, trembling like a decoration hanging on a white curtain.
He continued to eat, from the beads to the smooth and flat petals, licking and kissing his belly, kissing softly, leaving a small red mark on his snow-white skin.
Fang Juexia covered it with his hands, "Don't leave any traces."
"It's summer, brother." Pei Tingsong licked his fingers and taught him to lie, "You can lie to others and say it was bitten by a bug. I don't mind."
He left one insect bite after another on his body, red, swollen, and itchy. Fang Juexia wanted to kiss to relieve the symptoms, but Pei Tingsong refused. He bit the edge of Fang Juexia's pajama pants.
Fang Juexia shrank back and was dragged by Pei Tingsong's legs again. He finally lowered his head and kissed Fang Juexia. He used this method to comfort him, but his hand had already taken off his pajamas and his new Pei Ting. Song's underwear was already wet, Fang Juexia could feel it, but he didn't dare to say it.
This is why he avoids.
"Want it?" Pei Tingsong bit his lip lightly, "Can you?"
Kiss is Fang Juexia's hallucinogen. As long as he kisses it, he is not afraid. He asked vaguely, "Do you want it?"
This is so cute. Fang Juexia's eyes are always misunderstood as cold and wet, brighter than candy dipped in saliva. Pei Tingsong ended a kiss and licked his lips, "I've wanted it for a long time. From the first day I liked you, I've wanted you, and I've been thinking about you every time I kissed you."
Fang Juexia's heart was beating so fast, his downed hand clenched the sheets tightly, threatening him with no confidence, "Shut up.
Mouth, you, you dream. "
Of course Pei Tingsong didn't shut up. He would only intensify and said with a smile, "Brother, I have fucked you hundreds of times in my dreams."
Fang Juexia couldn't listen anymore, closed his eyes, "Pei Tingsong, you..."
"So you save me, eh?" Pei Tingsong stuck to his body like a fallen mountain, kissing him as if to please him, "Take my first time." After speaking, Pei Tingsong faced him He recites the original lines from the movie, [I like the first time, I want my life to be made up of the first time. ]
Fang Juexia was deprived of oxygen and her cheeks were hot, "... Obviously others didn't mean that."
"Who knows, that's what I meant anyway." Pei Tingsong took his lower lip, pulled it and then released it, "Would you like to take it? My first time."
Obviously Fang Juexia should be the passive party, but Pei Tingsong threw him the hot potato of the initiative, and said it so solemnly and so preciously.
"Come on, I'll kiss you when I say it, kiss you a lot." He licked and kissed Fang Juexia's ear all the way, turned his neck, and twisted his nipples with his fingers. Fang Juexia will be very emotional when kissing the neck.
So he finally compromised, he couldn't refuse any courtship from Pei Tingsong at all.
"Yes, I want it," he said quietly.
Fang Juexia was serious, and so was Pei Tingsong. He took out the unopened lubricant and condom from the bedside table and hurriedly opened it.
"When did you buy it?" Fang Juexia was dizzy and weak from his toss, and leaned his upper body on the pillow, "What is this?"
"I bought it a long time ago, and I'm waiting for you to come. Mr. Fang, haven't you prepared for lessons? Why don't you know anything." Pei Tingsong bowed her head and kissed him. A dollop of lubricating fluid in the palm of the hand.
"Where to put this? You teach me."
Fang Juexia's neck was red and jerky like a flower seedling.
Pei Tingsong lowered his head to hold his nipple again, "Tell me so I know what to do next."
His answer almost came from between his teeth, and it was extremely difficult, "Next..."
"Next." Pei Tingsong repeated his answer, holding Fang Juexia's beautiful penis with his lubricated hand, "Here?" He jerked up and down several times as he spoke. Fang Juexia immediately bit his lip, barely keeping himself from moaning.
Pei Tingsong licked him and let him loosen his teeth. The movements on his hands hadn't stopped, like a massage, his warm palms wrapped around his sensitive front end, letting Fang Juexia tremble under him, "Is it here? ?"
Fang Juexia was controlled by desire, he wanted to shake his head, nodded again, took a deep breath, and said no.
"Then what else is down there?" Pei Tingsong pretended to be innocent, and slid his slippery fingers down the column, rubbing Jue Xia's sack, almost letting him shoot out. Along the perineum, came to the hidden hole.
"I found it." Pei Tingsong kissed Fang Juexia's neck, pressing his fingers on the shrunken soft flesh of his acupoint, like feet dancing in a double trap, sinking in from time to time, and then quickly coming out, "It's here, you have to reach in. Brother?"
Fang Juexia was tortured madly by him, bit his lip and didn't want to make a sound, but Pei Tingsong's other hand began to rub hard again, and the erect penis became a fragile and trembling pistil in his hand, which was what he wanted switch.
"Ah, slow down, listen to the hymn..."
"Don't just scream." Pei Tingsong looked up and kissed him, "Teach me."
Fang Juexia couldn't take it anymore. He had the three words of sexual liberation that Pei Tingsong said in his mind. That's right, he needs liberation. He is a trapped bird. Hearing the song ravaged, crushed, and wringed out the flower juice, he didn't want to fly away.
He wanted to die in Pei Tingsong's hands.
"Go in, expand... expand."
This term comes out of Fang Juexia's mouth with a different kind of sexy. Pei Tingsong did as he did. He kept asking Fang Juexia how to expand, and asked him to describe it word by word, with his fingers wrapped in sticky liquid and sticking in to explore the corridors of the marginal world. Fang Juexia's groaning voice was so nice, it made Pei Tingsong feel feverish and sick.
"It's weird, ah, Pei Tingsong, you wait..." Pei Tingsong stroking the front with one hand and expanding the back with the other hand, Fang Juexia's senses were so complicated that it was unbearable, and the foreign body sensation in the back acupuncture was mixed with the verge of ejaculation The pleasure is unbearable.
"Does it hurt?" Pei Tingsong kissed his lips, put another finger in, and sent it in, "I heard that the prostate is where the two joints are. It's very comfortable to press it, and it's so happy."
Fang Juexia was full, he shook his head and said that he didn't want to be happy. But what he said was useless, Pei Tingsong had already started exploring, "You like to lie in bed."
The fingers suddenly reached a certain place. Fang Juexia can lie, but his body can't. He is so sensitive that he can't hide any desire. With a jab with his fingertips, he will bow like a fish and let out a human groan.
"I found it, I'm really a smart student." Pei Tingsong used both hands, and even lay down in front of his lower abdomen, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his crotch, while he hooked his fingers and scratched hard In that sensitive place, both hands are enough to make his lover lose control.
Fang Juexia's shoulders were shaking like sifting, and the beautiful Sichuan-shaped abdominal muscles in his abdomen were tensed. He couldn't resist in three or two minutes, and he screamed and shot Pei Tingsong in the face.
He gasped heavily, and Pei Tingsong came over to show him his "masterpiece", "How bad you are, you shot me in the face."
The corners of Fang Juexia's eyes were all red, and she felt that she had committed a huge crime. She wanted to say sorry, but Pei Tingsong didn't let him say it, so she leaned over and said, "Help me lick it clean."
His restraint and taboo on sex are being crushed by Pei Tingsong. Fang Juexia stuck out the tip of his tongue, licked off the semen he got, and licked his lover's face.
"So good." Pei Tingsong bowed his head and rewarded him with a kiss, "My brother is the best." Taking advantage of the aftermath of the climax, he put another finger in, "You know, the one just now is not an expansion."
Fang Juexia gasped, her voice full of steam, "What is that..."
"That's called fingering." Pei Tingsong said a new word, "I made you shoot with my fingers, right?"
He couldn't say anything right, he just blinked, feeling Pei Tingsong's new round of exploration, "Three are too many, Ting Song..." He grabbed his arm as if begging for mercy, but Pei Tingsong said bluntly, "It has to be like this, or you won't be able to eat me."
As he said that, Fang Juexia was like a piece of glutinous rice cake that was steamed until it was fully cooked, so he could poke and knead it. Until Pei Tingsong said enough and said he was going to come in, Fang Juexia's heart began to beat violently, never so fast.
He took out a sleeve, tore it open by himself, held Fang Juexia's soft hand, and coaxed him to put it on for himself. The cock that had been erected and swelled was aimed straight at him, like a merciless gun. The condom was so slippery that Fang Juexia's forehead was covered in sweat, and it was only the last time he really put it on.
"Thank you." Pei Tingsong pushed him up, kissed his cheek, and whispered to him many times I love you, calling him his name, and calling him Jue Xia.
Then his fingers pressed his buttocks, broke apart the two snow-white clouds, and sent himself into Fang Juexia's body.
This is the first time that Pei Tingsong has really combined with another human being, the one he loves the most.
Fang Juexia felt that his body was split open by the summer lightning.
"Don't be afraid," Pei Tingsong only pushed into a huge front end, and he had already held Fang Juexia too much to continue. He could only coax him, "Brother, don't be afraid, can I kiss you? Kiss you." He He lowered his head and kissed his tongue, rubbing his buttocks with his hands, letting him relax a little bit.
"Listen to Song, um... I'm so uncomfortable."
"Me too," Pei Tingsong's sweat dripped down, "you are too tight, I can't get in, it hurts to bite me."
Fang Juexia heard him say that he was in pain, and in the blur, he began to feel distressed. He kissed the sweat on Pei Tingsong's forehead and tried to relax himself, "So... so?"
Pei Tingsong went in more, and he sighed contentedly on Fang Juexia's body, "Brother, can I move?"
Fang Juexia nodded with eyes, and what he got was Pei Tingsong's fierce collision. He was like a little beast experiencing estrus for the first time, swinging his waist and sending it in, so that Fang Juexia couldn't help calling out, he I never thought that intercourse was such a feeling, every cell in my body was smashed by Pei Tingsong, giving birth to the pleasure of destruction. The soft and tight soft flesh was sucking Pei Tingsong tightly, causing his scalp and back to go numb. It turned out that having sex with someone he liked would be such a comfortable thing. He pushed forward fiercely, "Do you like it, brother, are you comfortable?" Fang Juexia was so overwhelmed that she couldn't say a complete sentence, "Too, too deep... Listen to Song, please slow down."
"Is it a little uncomfortable? I'm in the innermost part of you, look," he pushed Fang Juexia to the head of the bed so that he could see it with a hunched waist. "Look, you ate all of me."
These words are so bad and straightforward that Fang Juexia's whole body is on fire, and he has nowhere to escape. Pei Tingsong held his slender waist and pulled him down, and the penis was inserted deeper, fiddling frantically.
He seemed to be on the bed, and also like a ship in a storm, pushed ashore by Pei Tingsong's tide, and then mercilessly dragged down, trapped in the deep sea of lust.
"No, ah, I, listen to the song, please..." Fang Juexia shook her head, her upper body was glowing abnormally red, and the redness at the corners of her eyes had been connected with the birthmark, like a peach whose skin was torn apart when rubbed. . It started to rain outside the window again, and the rain made Fang Juexia's weak request even more pitiful, "I, I want to go to the toilet..."
"Really?" Pei Tingsong licked Fang Juexia's penis maliciously, and smiled when he heard his scream.
"We feel that Xia drank a lot of water, so what should we do? I can't draw it out."
"Okay, listen to Song," Fang Juexia showed a pleading expression, very beautiful, "Just a moment."
"I can't leave you for a second." Pei Tingsong said cruelly, then picked up his lover, hugged him with his legs crossed around his waist, and came to the main guard, every step he took. The body was thrusting, even deeper than before.
He is Fang Juexia's only fulcrum, the knife that slaughtered him, and his life-saving straw.
Fang Juexia was almost crying because of his penetration. The swelling of his penis was unbearable. He beat and pushed Pei Tingsong's chest, "Let go of me, bastard, hurry up, I can't do it anymore."
"When it's good, it's your baby, and when it's bad, it's a bastard." Pei Tingsong endured the sweat, and finally put him down, letting his feet touch the ground, and pulled out Fang Juexia himself. The body, the slippery hole is like a breathing mouth, opening and closing. Fang Juexia's hands were shaking. It took a lot of effort to open the lid of the toilet, but Pei Tingsong inserted it from behind in the next instant.
It was raining heavily outside the window, and every drop slapped the transparent glass violently, making a crackling sound.
His most sensitive point was madly held by Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia's legs were trembling, and his eyes were black. He seemed to see the protagonist holding a knife in the movie, sticking it madly in his warm chest, the red liquid diffused come out.
Kill your darling.
My darling is killing me.
"Ah, ah, don't, help..."
liquid.
"I'm saving you, I'm saving you."
His waist was caught, and his thin white waist collapsed to meet the attack. He was the lost city wall, what collapsed was dignity, and what was liberated was desire.
"No, I'm going to die, listen to the song, listen to the song..."
The liquid came out, pattering like rain.
"You're not dead," Pei Tingsong felt the violent contraction of the corridor, hugged his limp body from behind, licked and kissed the cartilage of his ear, and declared to him the truth, "You just got caught by me."
Fang Juexia saw himself pee out with his own eyes, and the poor penis was shaken by him. He got so dirty, he obviously likes to be clean.
But he was so comfortable, so comfortable that he didn't care whether he was clean or not.
"Listen to Song, hurry up, I want it." He had been fucked to the point of inarticulateness, and the words he uttered were not in his head or in his ears. They were the direct product of desire.
Pei Tingsong endured until he was about to explode, his voice was hoarse, and he kept rubbing Fang Juexia's ears, "How can you seduce me like this, eh?" Every time he pressed the most sensitive place, "Is it the most seductive? I?"
"Yes, I, I seduce you..."
He rubbed Fang Juexia's ass fiercely, kissed the birthmark on his temple and the corner of his eyes, "You are so beautiful, you are here to seduce me, right?"
Fang Juexia has lost his mind, "Yes, yes... I just want to seduce you, I want you to fuck me, fuck me...
...ah, ah..." He got his wish, was fucked by a boy three years younger than him to the point of incontinence, out of control, and his proud emotional control turned into powder.
The pleasure even wiped out his sanity, and he was yelled at, scratching at the wall in a panic, scratching his toes on the floor, and only gibberish, "Ah, ah, no, it's so deep, listen, listen, listen. Ode…”
The corridor was getting tighter and tighter, with a burst of convulsions, Pei Tingsong knew that he was coming, and he used the greatest strength to push it up, which was more cruel than beasts. In this way, Fang Juexia was fucked by him while standing, and he had another orgasm, and the liquid flowed from the front end to the slit of his legs. Pei Tingsong also ejaculated, he could feel it, his wet chest pressed against his back, gasping for breath.
He was dying, and the shame was grinding him to pieces. He was out of breath and leaned on Pei Tingsong, "How could this be... What's wrong with me?"
Pei Tingsong broke his chin, gave him a tender kiss, and slowly pulled away from his body, while kissing and saying I love you, I love you very much.
It was only at this time that Fang Juexia realized that he was crying, and he didn't even notice, "I love you too, Pei Tingsong."
"I know." Pei Tingsong kissed the tear-stained birthmark, "Love is a great thing, right?"
Fang Juexia nodded, like the believer who looked at his beloved and recited poetry, he believed everything Pei Tingsong said.
"We're having sex," he said.
"We are great."
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After the daily part is over, we will start the copy of the entertainment circle again.