Dikun has two fixed orgasms every year. Wen Ai has relied on drugs to suppress it for a long time, which has disrupted the body's physiological cycle. For three days, as soon as Wen Ai found out, he used the suppressant powder to extinguish the slightest sign in time.
After being bitten on the neck by Zhuo Yiqing last time, the instinct in Wen Ai's body seemed to be smoothed out, sleeping quietly, without any movement, but today he knew it, she just hibernated quietly, Waiting for the right opportunity to counterattack fiercely.
This time, the orgasm came quickly and intensely. When Wen Ai just realized that there was something wrong with his body, someone in the crowd had already stopped, stretched their necks to catch the fragrance floating in the air, and slowly turned their heads away. over here.
Wen Ai's heart shuddered, and he quickly got into a sparsely populated alley. It only took a few seconds before and after. He reacted very quickly, but still attracted a few mad dogs with a keen sense of smell.
Wen Ai researches poisons, but that's what he does in the medicine room. He usually carries a few bottles of wound medicine with him at most. After he came to Juanyun Villa, he even confiscated the suppression powder. Now he has nothing but to escape. There was no other way out.
This alley was winding and intricate, Wen Ai ran around blindly and turned when he encountered a fork in the road, but there were more and more sky stems chasing after him.
Lust was rising in his body, and his legs began to tremble. Wen Ai staggered away, looking like he was going to kneel on the ground in the next second.
The group of heavenly stems shouted excitedly——
"Isn't estrus on the street just looking for fucks, why are you running now!"
"Is your back itchy badly, baby? Let uncle use big XX to help you relieve the itching!"
"Fuck, it's so fucking delicious, I'm going to fuck your slutty ass to pieces!"
The obscene words kept approaching Wen Ai, he glanced back in panic, those people were not far away from him, all had obscene and disgusting expressions on their faces, some of them had even opened their clothes.
Thinking of the possible humiliation, Wen Ai was terrified, tears rolled helplessly in his eyes.
If, if he really couldn't escape, he could just slam his head against the wall to death.
As soon as this idea came to his mind, Wen Ai bumped into someone solidly at the corner.
Wen Ai's previous energy of running desperately was exhausted all of a sudden, he wrapped his hands and feet tightly around this familiar body, and his heart finally fell back to reality.
He didn't have to look up or speak, he could recognize the man just by his nose.
Zhuo Yiqing hugged the trembling Wen Ai tightly in distress: "Don't be afraid, baby, I'm here."
Seeing that Di Kun, who had been running away, was finally stopped, the group of heavenly stems suddenly slowed down their pursuit and approached slowly with lewd smiles.
"Hahaha! You fucking run again!"
"There's something to play tonight!"
"Hey, that kid! Why are you still hugging me stupidly? If you don't want to do it, get out of here!"
Someone started clamoring for Zhuo Yiqing to hand over Wen Ai. Zhuo Yiqing's face was frighteningly cold, he drew out the long sword at his waist, and swung a sharp wind of the sword at those bastards, drawing a long and deep sword on the ground. Sword marks.
Those people were still in astonishment, but suddenly their thighs felt cold, and their pants were all shattered into powder, and when they were blown by the alley wind, there was not even scum left.
Zhuo Yiqing roared unbearably: "Get out!"
A group of people ran away with their buttocks rolling and crawling.
Zhuo Yiqing picked up Wen Ai, flew all the way over the eaves and walls, raced back to the room, and put Wen Ai on the bed.
"Woo..." Wen Ai's eyes were full of water, and his fair skin was tinged with an ambiguous pink. He put his hand on the crumpled and neat bed sheet by his side, and his legs were rubbed together unconsciously, "It's so uncomfortable..."
Zhuo Yiqing gritted her teeth and endured the urge to pounce on him, and looked at him with burning eyes: "Do you want to suppress San or do you want me?"
Wen Ai stretched out his hand to him, with a strong attachment in his voice: "I want brother..."
Zhuo Yiqing pressed onto the bed without saying a word, stripped Wen Ai off a few times, kissed him eagerly, and threw her clothes out of the bed.
Di Kun in the estrous period was ready, Zhuo Yiqing supported Wen Ai's back and sat up, letting him sit face to face on her lap.
Zhuo Yiqing held Wen Ai's earlobe in her mouth, "Does the baby know about having frost?"
The corners of Wen Ai's drooping eyes were red, and he leaned weakly on Zhuo Yiqing's shoulder: "Your... sword..."
Zhuo Yiqing smiled inexplicably, grabbed the back of Wen Ai's head and made him look down at the two's legs: "It's the one on my crotch, today it will finally come true."
Wen Ai's mind was dizzy, before he realized what it meant, he just watched the "sword" sink into his body.
The whole thing was submerged, and not an inch was left outside.
What Zhuo Yiqing said back then at the racecourse was right, Wen Ai was extremely soft inside, deep in his heart, and his body was also extremely soft.
Throughout the night, Wen Ai was quite obedient, and Zhuo Yiqing was still playing with her over and over again, calling "brother" one after another. Zhuo Yiqing was so excited that she formed a knot in his body without hesitation, formed a bond with him, and were closely connected ever since.
After the bond was formed, Wen Ai's whole body exuded the smell of Zhuo Yiqing. When he woke up the next day, he put his wrist on his nose and smelled it for a long time, always feeling weird.
Zhuo Yiqing slept on the outside, hugged Wen Ai sideways, and took a breath in the hollow of his shoulder contentedly: "I'll get used to it soon."
Wen Ai blushed and whispered: "But when others smell it... they will know us..."
Zhuo Yiqing laughed badly: "I know we've formed a bond, slept together, and done it."
Wen Ai pushed him on the chest: "Rogue!"
"Why didn't I hear you scolding me like that last night?" Zhuo Yiqing stared at him bluntly, "Is it because I was too comfortable being served by a hooligan that I didn't have to say anything?"
Wen Ai was so ashamed that she wanted to turn her back on him, but her body couldn't lift up her strength, so she simply covered her face with her hands: "I don't want to chat with you anymore!"
As soon as Wen Ai woke up, she became arrogant and coquettish, Zhuo Yiqing couldn't help but think of his obedient and obedient appearance last night, and the thing three inches below the navel stood up instantly.
"Baby, let my brother hurt you again." Zhuo Yiqing turned over and supported Wen Ai, pulled his hands away and pressed them to the sides of his head, and pushed him with his hips very obscenely, "I love you so much, um ?”
Wen Ai was restrained by him, and he had nowhere to hide: "No! You've been doing nothing all night!"
Zhuo Yiqing began to rub up and down: "Just once."
The tail of the estrous period has not yet passed, Wen Ai is extremely sensitive, after being kissed here and there by Zhuo Yiqing, she soon lay down and let nothing happen.
"Hmm..." Wen Ai hugged Zhuo Yiqing's head buried in his chest, "How did you find me last night?"
With something in her mouth, Zhuo Yiqing said vaguely, "Bell."
Wen Ai's shortness of breath: "What's going on..."
Zhuo Yiqing focused on her own affairs and didn't reply.
"Oh!" Wen Ai was so stimulated that he grabbed Zhuo Yiqing's hair: "Hurry up... hurry up..."
Zhuo Yiqing raised her upper body and looked at him with a half-smile: "Hurry up or hurry up?"
Wen Ai's face was flushed: "Say."
Zhuo Yiqing hooked the corners of her lips, picked up his bracelet-wearing hand, crushed the small silver bell, turned her palm over, and caught the small square that fell out of the bell.
Wen Aizhi turned his head to look at the tiny black tracker: "This is what Ji Yue left for you?"
"Well, with this, I can know where you are at any time." Zhuo Yiqing paused, "Don't be angry, I was worried that something might happen to you, and I kept it from you because you haven't promised to be with me yet , I'm afraid you'll throw it away."
Wen Ai lay back on the pillow: "You crushed it now, what's the difference from being thrown away by me?"
Zhuo Yiqing winked at him, took out a new bell from the clothes thrown under the bed, tied it to a red rope, and hung it on Wen Ai's ankle.
The bright red made Wen Ai's skin even whiter.
Zhuo Yiqing stuck out her tongue and greeted Wen Ai's ankle, Wen Ai shook her foot trying to shake him away, the bell on the rope jingled.
Zhuo Yiqing got excited when she heard the voice, and smeared Wen Ai's leg with her saliva, licking all the way to the bottom of her leg.
Wen Ai had long been convinced by his flexible and cunning tongue, and he softened his voice and started calling his brother again.
The expression on Zhuo Yiqing's face was perverted: "Brother is here."
As he spoke, he put Wen Ai's other leg on his shoulder.
The crisp bells rang, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes very rhythmic, sometimes just violent and irregular.
Wen Ai could see it through. When she was under the bed, Zhuo Yiqing could still hear a few words, but when she was on the bed, she was talking all over the place, don't believe him.
He clearly promised that it would be just once, but time and time again, he didn't let him see the sun today, and he finally put on his clothes and went to cook at night.
Although Di Kun's physique was suitable for Cheng Huan, he couldn't stand Zhuo Yiqing's torment. Wen Ai lay on the bed for two days before finally leaving the room.
He had heard from Zhuo Yiqing before that he had found Juanyun Villa in case of death, and the first thing he did now was to meet them and explain his relationship with Zhuo Yiqing clearly. In order to talk about what happened during these days, finally told Wen Ai that Lu Mingxiao was also in the villa.
Wen Ai casually pulled a servant over, and the servant said that he saw Lu Mingxiao in the garden, Wen Ai followed to find him, and saw Lu Mingxiao in the small pavilion, with Zhuo Chi sitting beside him.
Before Wen Ai could get close, the smell that Zhuo Yiqing had thoroughly poured into his body first dispersed into the pavilion, Lu Mingxiao's eyes darkened, and his lips were tightly pursed.
Zhuo Chi glanced at him, then turned his head and greeted Wen Ai: "I thought it would take another three or four days to see you, but Yiqing spoils you too much, so I put you down so soon bed."
Lu Mingxiao violently crushed the teacup in his hand, turned his head, and looked at Zhuo Chi with cold eyes.
Zhuo Chi raised his eyebrows provocatively, and pressed his wild and unruly eyes on Lu Mingxiao, "What? I care about my little sister-in-law, and Master Lu wants to fight with me?"
"Also?" Wen Ai beckoned for a servant to come over to pick up the broken porcelain pieces, and then looked around at the two of them, "Have you ever fought?"
"En." Lu Mingxiao said one word, and looked at Wen Ai with complicated eyes, "Qian Shuang, did Zhuo Qiang bully you?"
Wen Ai froze for a moment, picked up an empty stone bench and sat down: "No, he treated me very well, I... voluntarily."
Lu Mingxiao lowered his eyes: "Oh."
Wen Ai diverted the topic away: "Thank you for coming to find me. You told me whether you were dead or not. After I disappeared, you searched for me all the way. I feel that I really owe you a favor now."
"You don't owe me anything." Lu Mingxiao curled his lips mockingly, "Anyway, you have a good life here."
After a while, he added: "As long as you are happy."
Wen Ai is not good at dealing with such situations, and before he could figure out how to answer, a servant came running from outside the pavilion: "Mr. Yin, the owner brought back a cart of pheasants from Yinxian Valley. Please go over."
Really sleepy and met the pillow, Wen Ai greeted the two people at the stone table, and slipped away by himself.
Lu Mingxiao held the teacup newly given to him by his servant, and drank one cup after another. Zhuo Chi grabbed his wrist and joked, "This is tea, not wine."
Lu Mingxiao frowned, and shook off Zhuo Chi's hand without saying a word, but he didn't pour tea into his stomach like before.
"Did you see the happy characters on the window? And the big red lanterns hanging on the eaves." Zhuo Chi pointed to the main hall behind the garden with his chin, "My cousin is very fast. He started talking about marriage as soon as he ate it. I am determined to fasten my little sister-in-law firmly so that no one will worry about it all day long."
Lu Mingxiao gave him a cold look: "Shut up."
Zhuo Chi met his gaze, and slantedly raised the corners of his lips: "Not willing to listen? Then go by yourself."
Lu Mingxiao stood up and walked out of the pavilion, Zhuo Chi grabbed him and pushed him onto the pavilion pillars, put one hand on his head, and leaned forward: "Are you angry?"
Both of them were tall and rich, and now they stood face to face, and they almost kissed each other's mouth when they spoke.
Without further ado, Lu Mingxiao slashed at Zhuo Chi's body with his sword. Zhuo Chi was not the one waiting to die, so he stretched out his hand to gesticulate with him. The two quickly jumped out of the pavilion and had a hearty fight in the garden.
In the end, Zhuo Chi pushed Lu Mingxiao to the ground, and pressed on him ambiguously: "Are you in a better mood?"
Lu Mingxiao suppressed anger in his eyes: "Go away."
Zhuo Chi patted his face: "You are inferior to others, how dare you ask me?"
Lu Mingxiao glared at him fiercely, closed his eyelids and leaned his head on the ground: "If you want to kill, if you want to scrape, it's up to you."
Zhuo Chi looked at Lu Mingxiao's abnormally protruding Adam's apple because he was leaning back, and bit it. At first Lu Mingxiao didn't respond, until Zhuo Chi changed from biting to licking, he struggled again: "Bastard, you and I are both gods, how can-uh!"
Zhuo Chi let go of Lu Mingxiao after he had licked enough, and when he touched the tips of Lu Mingxiao's slightly red ears, he was in a particularly good mood.
Zhuo Yiqing tried his best to prepare all the matters related to the marriage within half a month, and sent pigeons to various schools to pass on the wedding invitations. He didn't care whether they could arrive in time, anyway, this church is a Say hello to his baby, it's okay if other insignificant people can't make it in time, just make up a glass of wedding wine afterwards.
However, everyone in Wulin still gave Juanyun Mountain Villa and Yinxian Valley a lot of face. After receiving the wedding invitation, they immediately set off on the road, hurrying quickly, and almost arrived in time.
After the hall worship, Zhuo Yiqing was stumbled by everyone, and he poured a few shots of wine in a small cup and a large bowl. Although he could drink well, he couldn't withstand the rounds of bombing. In the end, the old Zhuo Yiqing stepped forward and removed him from the guests. Pulled out of the pile.
Zhuo Yiqing waved away the servant who had come to help him, and walked crookedly into the main courtyard, calling for the baby for a while, and talking about the bridal chamber for a while.
Besides him, Lu Mingxiao was also drunk, lying on the table shaking his head, Zhuo Chi stared at his face flushed by wine for a long time, finally picked him up, and went straight to his room.
Wen Ai waited alone in the new room, and when he was hungry, he picked up the peanuts and longan that the matchmaker had sprinkled on the bed and ate them. Zhuo Yiqing kicked open the door and came back only after the whole bed was cleaned up by him.
Seeing Wen Ai, Zhuo Yiqing rushed over and began to take off his clothes, her hands were still strong: "Baby, baby, my darling, brother is here..."
Wen Ai didn't expect him to be drunk, and when he realized that most of his shoulders were exposed, he bent his knees and pushed against the big drunk's stomach: "The door! The door is still open!"
Zhuo Yiqing snorted, but continued to tug on Wen Ai's clothes with her hands: "Don't be afraid, baby, brother, be gentle, it won't hurt."
Wen Ai was involuntarily pressed onto the bed by him, and the only pair of pants left was also torn. In order to prevent Wen Ai from struggling again, Zhuo Yiqing directly tied him to the head of the bed with rags.
"You tie me up, you bully people!" Wen Ai was anxious and shy, kicking his legs non-stop, "Bed curtain, at least put down the bed curtain."
Zhuo Yiqing kissed him resoundingly on the face a few times: "You are the one who tied you up, brother, that's all!"
"Woo..." Wen Ai's sensitive vitals were grasped by him, and his voice immediately softened, "The bastard who turns perverted as soon as he goes to bed..."
The next day, Zhuo Yiqing was punished by Wen Ai to kneel on the washboard for a whole day, or kneeling in the newly built chicken coop, but was treated as a big toy by the frisky chickens, and they all fought over each other. Jumping on top of him, shoulders and heads are full of bragging chicks.
In the evening, Wen Ai came to feed the pheasants with a pot of rice, and Zhuo Yiqing pleaded pitifully for herself with the chickens all over her body: "Baby, I was wrong."
Wen Ai sprinkled a handful of rice on the ground: "Where did you go wrong?"
The chickens all jumped down to grab the food, Zhuo Yiqing felt a lot lighter: "I shouldn't be drunk, I should find an excuse to slip away earlier."
Wen Ai grabbed a handful of rice and threw it on him, and all the chicks flocked to Zhuo Yiqing again: "Put it on again! You can't believe what you say under the bed now, can you?"
Zhuo Yiqing was still arguing: "I didn't pretend..."
Wen Ai put the rice bowl on the ground, came over and pulled his face: "Aren't you shameless? You were drunk last night, so what happened after you woke up? Don't think I don't know, you wake up in the middle of the night Already!"
Zhuo Yiqing stood up abruptly, and pulled Wen Ai into her arms: "Baby is so smart."
Wen Ai snorted.
Zhuo Yiqing stroked his hair and smoothed it for him: "Didn't I untie the cloth strips for you later? Don't be angry, I feel bad when I get angry."
Wen Ai: "Then you are not allowed to say that kind of thing again."
Zhuo Yiqing smirked: "What kind of words?"
Wen Ai glanced at him quickly: "As for those explicit words..."
Zhuo Yiqing: "Okay, but I have something very explicit, I must say it."
Wen Ai: "What?"
Zhuo Yiqing put her mouth close to Wen Ai's ear—
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It's night, the lantern festival. Bright red lanterns hung under the eaves along the street, illuminating the crowded crowd even more lively, and on the dark roof, a black shadow quickly swept over from far and near.
"Be patient, baby." Zhuo Yiqing tapped the tiles with his toes, ups and downs, gritted his teeth to comfort the restless person in his arms, "I'll be home soon."
The estrous period came violently, every part of Wen Ai's body became sensitive, every inch of skin trembled slightly, longing for Tianqian's touch and caress. Although Zhuo Yiqing tried his best to restrain himself, the person he loves is in heat in his arms, exuding sweet body fragrance to lure him to have sex, even if he has used all the strength of his life, he still can't resist the call of lust , The crotch is getting harder and harder, and the dry breath can't be restrained from leaking out.
Wen Ai was quickly surrounded by his breath, and the powerful and overbearing natural hormones soaked under Wen Ai's clothes, wrapped him lingeringly, squeezed him, and even penetrated into his body, causing the deepest part of his body to grow. Thin and dense itching, continuous.
"Hmm..." Wen Ai clenched his lower lip, but still moaned unbearably, he was resting on Zhuo Yiqing's shoulder, his breath was full of Zhuo Yiqing's smell, Wen Ai sucked it greedily, and his body flooded The itch was temporarily soothed, but in just a short moment, it resurfaced immediately, with more momentum than before, and it became more and more intense.
Wen Ai was dazed by lust. Dikun, who was in the climax period, was already so sensitive that she would be crisp when touched. How could she stand such a stimulus? If she inhaled too much heavenly breath, it would only add fuel to the flames. There is only one way to really relieve the itching...
Thinking of this, Wen Ai's rear became hot, and a hot current rushed out. He hurriedly clamped his buttocks, for fear that the shameful body fluid would leak out.
Zhuo Yiqing flew all the way back to the villa, but after only a few minutes' journey, when he landed, his clothes were already drenched in sweat. Wen Ai kept her mouth shut all the way, not wanting to make a sticky voice to attract attention. Now that she finally got home, as soon as she touched the bed with her back, her whole mind relaxed, and she fell softly on the bed, her cheeks flushed and her eyes flushed. Looking at Zhuo Yiqing in a daze, it was like a silent invitation.
Zhuo Yiqing is usually a full-fledged pervert, but now he is a gentleman, staring at Wen Ai with burning eyes, clearly wanting to eat people, but he asked: "Do you want to suppress San or want me?"
Wen Ai stretched out a hand towards him, eyes full of attachment and said: "I want brother..."
Wen Ai's consent was like a key, suddenly unlocking Zhuo Yiqing's iron cage where animal nature was imprisoned, Zhuo Yiqing leaned forward and kissed Wen Ai's slender neck impatiently, sucking the delicate skin with his thirsty lips and tongue, It seems to be sucking water to quench your thirst.
Wen Ai was made even more unbearable, and wave after wave of honey was secreted from behind, washed over the wet and soft passageway, piled up in the tightly closed hole, accumulated more and more, and finally leaked out little by little Come on, like a broken dam, there are only a few drops squeezed out of the cracks at the beginning, and then it is uncontrollable and completely collapses, and the love juice rushes out like a flood, quickly wet the sheets under the buttocks, and the flow becomes more and more fierce , the more empty and lonely the corridor is.
Wen Ai hugged Zhuo Yiqing tightly, straightened up and rubbed carelessly, but only scratched his boots: "Unfortunate...brother...I'm so uncomfortable..."
Zhuo Yiqing spat out the bright red nipples in her mouth, gasped and asked, "Where is it uncomfortable?"
Wen Ai involuntarily spread his legs, hooked Zhuo Yiqing's strong waist and rubbed it, and looked at him shyly: "You clearly know..."
Zhuo Yiqing smiled wickedly, and pressed his restless leg: "How would I know if you didn't tell me?"
"Below." Wen Ai closed his eyes embarrassingly, his eyelashes trembling, "The place below..."
Seeing Zhuo Yiqing's shy and timid appearance, Zhuo Yiqing's heart was burning, and he wished to fuck him to death with his hard cock immediately, but it was the first time for the two of them, and he didn't want to be careless, so he pressed With a raging desire in his lower abdomen, he put his hand into Wen Ai's wet panties, the sticky love juice dripped down his ass, Zhuo Yiqing held his chubby buttocks and kneaded them, making it slippery and slipping off several times hands.
"It's so wet." Zhuo Yiqing was quite satisfied. She slid her fingers back and forth along the seam of her buttocks, caressing the opening of the budding acupuncture point as if nothing, but refused to stay any longer. Trembling and gasping for breath, he pretended to have suddenly realized, "So it's here, what kind of uncomfortable method is it?"
Wen Ai's sensitive body couldn't stand his teasing like this, she looked at him aggrievedly, with a hint of charm at the end of her bright red eyes. Zhuo Yiqing's mind fluttered as she watched, leaned over and kissed the corner of his eyes, pressed her fingertips against the bubbling acupuncture point, pressed lightly, and bewitched in a low voice: "Tell me, why is this place torturing you? "
"It's clear that you are torturing me..." Wen Ai was rubbed so hard by him, the empty corridor shrank, "Stop rubbing, don't be one by one!"
"Don't want anything?" Zhuo Yiqing twirled her finger that had been slightly inserted into a joint. Although she was smiling, the desire in her eyes was terribly strong, and she stared straight at Wen Ai, "Is it uncomfortable? It's itchy, right?" Isn't it? It's lonely, isn't it? I really want to poke my brother's big cock in, right?"
As he said that, Zhuo Yiqing thrust his whole finger in, rummaging and digging wantonly, until the warm moxa flowed out, but he became more and more empty, longing to be violated by something thicker: "Yes, yes, no fingers, no fingers. Brother... um... want brother..."
Zhuo Yiqing pumped her fingers slowly, and her fingertips ran over every inch of tender flesh. Wen Ai was so painstakingly tortured that she couldn't help but scream.
Zhuo Yiqing unbuttoned his trouser belt, and the trousers were pulled down a little. The thighs that had not been seen for a long time were snow-white, and a pink jade stem stuck out from the middle. The front end was round and round, which was really cute. Zhuo Yiqing's eyes darkened, she covered the little thing with one hand and moved it, while with the other hand she groped carefully in the tight, hot and humid corridor.
Wen Ai was pinched from front to back, so he straightened up unbearably, grabbed the bed sheet tightly with his hands, kicked his feet up unconsciously, and murmured "Brother" in his mouth, and each sound was heard in Zhuo Yiqing's ears, almost making him shoot . Zhuo Yiqing gritted her teeth, and finally found a distinctive concave spot, and pressed hard one by one, "Ahhh!" Wen Ai screamed, and a stream of milky white semen shot out from the upright jade stem, hitting all of them. On Zhuo Yiqing's chest.
"Interesting?" Zhuo Yiqing smiled and dipped some into his mouth with his fingers, "It's so sweet, baby, you are so sweet."
Wen Ai's front was released, but the unrelieved back acupoint felt stronger, and the intestinal wall was itchy as if it had been gnawed by thousands of insects and ants.
Dikun is the most fragile and sensitive during the estrous period, and needs Tianqian's comfort and love the most. Wen Ai's body is already ready for the marriage, but Zhuo Yiqing has been reluctant to act. Wen Ai will inevitably have other ideas.
"Why don't you come in." Wen Ai looked at him absent-mindedly, with watery eyes, "Do you not want to form a bond with me..."
Zhuo Yiqing was taken aback, sat up and hugged the wronged little baby into her arms: "Silly baby, I'm big, I'm afraid you'll suffer later, so I'll take care of you comfortably first, isn't it okay?"
Wen Ai grabbed his hard penis through his pants, and said angrily with red eyes: "I want you to use this to serve me!"
Zhuo Yiqing slowly raised the corners of her lips: "Okay."
There was a lively scene in front of him, and he couldn't touch the polar light, his blood was already boiling and clamoring.
Zhuo Yiqing turned the hem of his clothes to one side, and took out a hard and thick purple-black monster from his crotch. It stood majestic and majestic, and the visual effect was quite shocking. Wen Ai looked down and felt that the swollen glans was about to poke him The tip of the nose.
Wen Ai's back acupoint contracted impatiently again, and the love juice dripped even more joyously. Seeing the protruding blue veins on the stem beating vigorously, Wen Ai felt ashamed belatedly, retracted his gaze, and couldn't help taking another look. .
A chuckle came from above his head, Wen Ai raised his head, and met Bei Yiqing's peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his face became hot and his body became limp, and he leaned over and hugged his neck, half coquettish and half begging: "Behind It's hard, brother hurts me, okay?"
Zhuo Yiqing has always only been disgusted, but he has never seen Wen Ai's docile appearance, and at this moment his whole body is on fire: "Brother is here to love you!"
After speaking, he supported Wen Ai's buttocks, lifted him up, and pressed his penis against the slippery hole, let Wen Ai sit down slowly, and the head of the penis split inch by inch into a mysterious field that had never been cultivated.
Wen Ai supported Zhuo Yiqing's shoulders, and sucked in the hot thing like a branding iron in his crazy pussy, desperately sucking it in. Di Kun's instinct made his behavior out of the control of his brain, and he twisted his ass to break away from Zhuo Yiqing hand, sat down straight to the end, raised his neck and groaned in delight.
Finally, finally filled up, so full, so hard, so comfortable...
Zhuo Yiqing was also so excited that her scalp went numb, she cursed secretly, grabbed his waist and pushed her up vigorously: "You like to be rough, don't you, I pity you for your weak bones, you have turned the other way."
Tian Qian demanded absolute dominance on the bed, but Wen Ai's initiative aroused Zhuo Yiqing's desire to conquer, and he thrust and thrashed hard from bottom to top, so that Wen Ai couldn't even sit still, and the groans that came out were too much. Followed by ups and downs.
"Woo... slow down... ah... ah..."
Zhuo Yiqing was obsessed with the tight and hot vagina, turned a deaf ear to his begging for mercy, and fucked him quickly and violently, her voice was full of lust: "While telling me to slow down, at the same time sucking me tightly, baby Son, the lower mouth of yours is much more obedient... Uh, yes, that's it, keep sucking, and suck the sperm out of my brother's big cock."
Wen Ai was fucked to the point of tears, sobbing, endured the fierce plunder, and obediently tried to shrink her buttocks. The clumsy and pitiful appearance made the thick cock in the buttocks bigger again, and the horrible size almost made his pussy burst.
Zhuo Yiqing was greatly satisfied both mentally and physically. He tore open Wen Ai's loose skirt completely, revealing his beautiful body. Following the rhythm, he stretched out his hand to touch the gorgeous red spot on Wen Ai's chest. , ravaged it over and over until it swelled and stood upright, and said with a smirk: "It's getting bigger, is it about to give milk? Give me a taste."
After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and grabbed Wen Ai's nipple in his mouth, and began to suck the milk.
"No milk..." Wen Ai was so ashamed that she didn't dare to open her eyes, but tremblingly supported his head, breastfeeding him obediently, "It can't be sucked... ah... where did the milk come from..."
Zhuo Yiqing sucked Wen Ai's nipples on both sides until they were red, swollen and shiny, and her hard cock kept pounding Wen Ai's soft hole: "Why not, when I get pregnant, I will naturally have milk. Baby, give me Cubs okay? Huh? I'll fuck harder, you give me a big litter."
As he said that, he really bumped harder, Wen Ai was pinched by the waist, lifted up and pulled back heavily, his bare buttocks slapped on Zhuo Yiqing's thighs, and the thick thing in his body made him fascinated Upside-down, woo-woo, yelling for a while before slowing down: "I've been taking medicine for too long... I can't... um... have a baby... ah... take it easy..."
"That's just right." Zhuo Yiqing kissed his little mouth, and then sucked his nipples into his mouth, "I'm still reluctant to let others touch this good place, not even my own."
Wen Ai's heart was instantly filled with love, as if he had been injected with an aphrodisiac, and became more sensitive to Zhuo Yiqing. Zhuo Yiqing's subdued panting made him feel satisfied, and the intense sexual intercourse in his lower body was even more devastating Pleasure, groan wave after wave.
Wen Ai's full devotion made Zhuo Yiqing extremely excited, leaned over and pressed him back on the bed, grabbed his hands and pressed them on top of his head, forced him to open and close, and whispered obscene words in his ear : "It's so loud, it hits your heart, doesn't it? I heard my dick hard, and I must die on you tonight. Biting my lip, what are you doing, keep screaming, let me know how good you are being fucked .”
Wen Ai felt that the giant root that came in and out was almost reaching the mouth of his throat, he opened his mouth and couldn't say a word, the saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth unconsciously, and a series of moans that made people blush and heartbeat echoed in his ears, and it took him a while to react Come here, that's my own voice.
"Brother... um... so full... ah... brother..."
"I'm here, isn't my brother serving you with a big cock?"
Following the rhythm of Zhuo Yiqing's thrusting, sticky slapping sounds continued, and the purple-black penis mercilessly crashed into the mouth of Hongnen's hole, and the juice overflowed instantly, and the joint between the two even slapped circles of white foam . Zhuo Yiqing reached down and touched it, and brought his hand in front of him. His hand was full of transparent liquid, which was still dripping down between his fingers. He stuck out his tongue to catch a wisp, and said with a wicked smile: "Why is it dripping so much? Too much water, the bed is already wet for you, let it flow, continue to flow, let the people in the village know how coquettish you are."
"Don't..." Wen Ai shook his head helplessly, his voice shattered, "Don't be like this... ah... say me... I don't, no..."
"Aren't you coquettish?" Zhuo Yiqing crushed Wen Ai's sensitive spot heavily, which caused the intestinal wall to wrap around him for a while, making him almost ejaculate, "Hiss, your acupoints are really good at biting, I wish you could... Swallow my dick whole, you love it, bite so hard, so much water, the top card in the brothel is not as sensual as you."
He raised Wen Ai's chin: "Little prostitute, no matter how pure she looks, she can't fool me. She was born to seduce the heavens."
Wen Ai's mind was completely focused on the big cock that was inserted into his itching hole, his brain was chaotic, and he managed to organize some words to refute. Before he could say anything, Zhuo Yiqing, who suddenly accelerated the attacking rhythm, was taken out of his wits and lost control Cry and yell.
"Ahhh! There! Uhhh! Brother, brother don't want it, ahhh!"
"No, no." Zhuo Yiqing's eyes were red, and the head of the penis was aimed at Wen Ai's sensitive point, and he slammed fiercely, "The big dick just wants to poke your pussy, to poke it well, to poke you right through. Are you happy? Talk! Are you going to be driven crazy by me?"
Wen Ai couldn't speak, she was bullied so much that her face was full of tears, she hugged Zhuo Yiqing's shoulder pitifully, as if she was embracing the last straw in a storm, but all the joyful torture was worshiping this plant Given by the thick and long straw, the closer he gets, the more he throws himself into a trap, and he has to be dragged into the sea of lust and sink deeply.
Everything around him disappeared, Wen Ai could only feel the place that was closely connected, waves of pleasure spread to all limbs, before a wave passed, new waves flooded up again, waves of emotions piled up , finally broke through a certain critical point, burst out suddenly, and sent Wen Ai to the peak of bliss.
Not only did she shoot from the front, but she also squirted from the back. While groaning with difficulty, he tightened his acupoints, a large gust of love liquid poured out from the depths of the tunnel, pouring menacingly on Zhuo Yiqing's penis head and face, instantly ecstasy, his eyes widened from the comfort, I ejaculated some semen sporadically, but fortunately I restrained myself in time, gritted my teeth and survived.
Wen Ai was completely exhausted, and lay limply under Zhuo Yiqing's body, with blushing eyes, looking at him obediently, with an attitude of letting you choose. Zhuo Yiqing turned him over, broke his face and kissed him, took advantage of the opportunity to insert her wet penis in again, leaned on his back and moved back and forth, Wen Ai whimpered, her back hole was sour and swollen, but Or raise your ass to cater.
Zhuo Yiqing's kiss went all the way down, leaving a bright water mark behind Wen Ai's cheek and ear, and finally reached Wen Ai's back neck, the scent glands had been slightly swollen, exuding a sweet fragrance that belonged exclusively to Wen Ai, Like a ripe fruit, it tempted Zhuo Yiqing to bite it down.
"Baby, you smell so good." Zhuo Yiqing pressed the tip of his nose against Wen Ai's scent glands, closed his eyes and sniffed deeply, his lower body was suddenly hard and aching, and the frequency of shaking was no longer gentle, and gradually accelerated.
Wen Ai was so moved again, she began to moan like a cat: "Well... so comfortable... um... I like it so much... I like brother so much..."
"Hiss one by one" Zhuo Yiqing was so excited, "Do you like me or my big dick?"
"Yeah... I like them all..."
"Ah."
Suddenly, there was a wet touch on the back of her neck, and Wen Ai trembled involuntarily.
At the beginning, Zhuo Yiqing only used the tip of his tongue to gently sweep it back and forth, but then it gradually deteriorated, he simply pressed the entire surface of Zui's tongue on the aroma glands of Wenai, it was hot and scalding, and it was about to leave a brand on it. He licked it carefully, like a wild beast treats its prey before eating. After licking Wen Ai's nape until it was wet, he began to bite, his teeth scraped against the delicate skin frequently, and almost broke it several times.
Wen Ai didn't dare to move while laying on his stomach, Zhuo Yiqing held the most vulnerable and deadly place in his mouth, as if his life and death were handed over to him. He felt threatened deeply and shivered, but he was secretly looking forward to this powerful heaven he admired. Gan, at a certain moment, bit him cleanly.
However, when the time came at the end, Zhuo Yiqing with difficulty retracted his teeth, aggressively attacked down the road, and fucked his well-cooked pussy.
Wen Ai's body fragrance became stronger and stronger, he was like a piece of toffee, melting little by little under Zhuo Yiqing's forceful thrusts.
Suddenly, Zhuo Yiqing hit a lump of soft flesh, causing Wen Ai to exclaim and shake violently.
Zhuo Yiqing paused for a moment, then pushed forward again, the head of the penis poked on the unprecedented softness again.
That was Wen Ai's cervix, the most secret place all over her body.
Under the influence of the erotic period, attracted by Zhuo Yiqing's heavenly aura, she slid from her stomach to the end of the tunnel little by little.
Zhuo Yiqing licked her lips: "Finally fucked."
Wen Ai turned his back to him, unable to see his wolf-like expression, but instinctively became scared. The two hits just now were enough to scare him, it was numb and painful, as if he had been stabbed in the soul.
He shouted tremblingly: "Brother, brother..."
"What?" Zhuo Yiqing slowly straightened her upper body, connecting with him in the mating posture of a beast, her big cock was ready to hit the cervix.
Wen Ai was flustered for a while, propping up his elbows and trying to crawl forward.
"What are you hiding?" Zhuo Yiqing pressed down on his waist with one palm, picked up his butt with one hand, and said with a smile, "Just now you asked me if I didn't want to form a bond with you, now I know I'm afraid, it's too late. "
He straightened his waist and rushed into it regardless, and hit Wen Ai's softest and most fragile flower heart with the hard head of his penis, which made him collapse and cry, completely overwhelmed by the horrific pleasure, and couldn't even spare the strength to struggle, so he could only lie on his back. Under Tiangan, he opened himself helplessly, allowing the thick and long weapon to pierce through him, and smash the most tender core inside.
"Baby." Zhuo Yiqing stared obsessively at Wen Ai's lower back, as if seeing something through the flesh, "Do you feel it, your cervix is about to be fucked open by me."
Wen Ai buried herself in the pillow and cried, feeling the horror of what was coming: "I'm so scared... um... brother... woo... please... please... ah!!"
Only halfway through, Zhuo Yiqing completely opened the small slit of the cervix, and the head of the penis was firmly inserted, as if entering another paradise, hot, humid, and tight, all the soft flesh was obediently attracted to him , squeezed him intimately, aroused his natural instincts, frantically flicked a few times, the glans quickly expanded to twice its original size, stuck firmly in the cervix, and then large streams of hot semen gushed out out.
Wen Ai was so hot that he screamed, Zhuo Yiqing leaned over and bit his scent glands, and poured breath into his body irresistibly, forming a bond from top to bottom at the same time, Wen Ai was completely marked, and he climaxed on the spot to the point of unconsciousness clear.
Zhuo Yiqing's yang essence was thick and abundant, and she shot Wen Ai's stomach full, Wen Ai was fucked inside and out, laying dying under Zhuo Yiqing's body, all her senses were Zhuo Yiqing's breath.
Di Kun, who had just formed a bond, was very clingy, and Wen Ai was a coquettish person at first, and after he calmed down, he hummed in a soft tone, and turned his head to look at the person behind him.
Zhuo Yiqing hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, baby?"
Wen Ai pursed her lips and said, "You hug me."
"Hey." Zhuo Yiqing's heart softened in a mess, "Hug hug!"
The penile knot hadn't subsided yet, the two of them couldn't be pulled apart, Zhuo Yiqing grabbed Wen Ai's waist and sat up, let him lean in his arms, and hugged him tightly from behind.
Wen Ai sighed contentedly, hugged his arm, turned her head and pursed Hong Jian's lips actively: "I want to kiss."
Zhuo Yiqing hugged the well-behaved man, with tenderness in his chest, bowed his head and kissed him deeply, and when he was lingering enough, he went to suck his plump face again: "I was a little rough just now, did you scare me?"
Wen Ai glanced at him shyly, turned her face away and did not speak.
"So you like it?" Zhuo Yiqing smirked and touched his belly, "It's all bulging, greedy little naughty baby, my genitals are so delicious?"
He poked it with his fingers while talking, Wen Ai was gulped down and was so bloated, when he poked him, tears came out, and he said aggrievedly: "Obviously you brought it in, I didn't eat it... I didn't Little prostitute... brother, don't call me that..."
Zhuo Yiqing's breathing became rapid again: "Okay, you drain the semen from your stomach, and you'll be a good baby after it's drained."
The knot had subsided, Zhuo Yiqing withdrew and let Wen Ai squat on the bed with her buttocks facing her.
Wen Ai propped up his knees, there was no door behind him, the acupoints couldn't even close, and sticky liquid flowed out, he turned his head to look at Zhuo Yiqing at a loss, and begged, "Brother..."
"What, you can't bear to spit it out?" Zhuo Yiqing rubbed his red and swollen acupuncture point, her voice was hoarse, "Don't you want to be a good baby, how can I trust you if you are like this? Or is your acupuncture point just so coquettish? With a big cock in your mouth, do you have to have a man's semen in your mouth to feel better?"
Wen Ai was domineering on weekdays, but he couldn't get up on the bed, brewed for a while, and drained out like defecation. She was fucked so hard just now, her acupoints are flaring out, and she is bright red, set off by her snow-white buttocks, it looks like a picture of red plums in a snow scene.
The semen and intestinal fluid mixed together and gushed out by themselves, and quickly formed a puddle on the bed sheet, but Zhuo Yiqing ejaculated too deeply, and Wen Ai still had a lot in his stomach.
Zhuo Yiqing's eyes almost caught up with the pervert, and she patted Wen Ai's ass: "Keep working hard."
It's too shameful.
Wen Ai obediently exerted force while crying, the acupuncture point opened and closed, like a small twitching mouth, white turbidity flowed out continuously, dripped everywhere along the base of his leg, making a mess. Zhuo Yiqing held onto his buttocks and kissed, but her eyes were fixed on his pussy, she could clearly see every wrinkle and every tremor.
Wen Ai was very embarrassed, but a certain pink and tender thing stood up tremblingly, he was so ashamed that he couldn't move his tongue smoothly: "Is it all right... all, it's all come out, it's really gone, really …”
"Really." Zhuo Yiqing buried her face in the seam of his buttocks, "Let me check."
"Ah... don't... it's dirty there..., um... um... brother, don't do this... ah..."
The bed curtains are full of life and fragrance, and the night is still very long.