Day 16 22:43
Please fuck me in your bed.
Song Ran has been single for 23 years, without any personnel, even if she mustered up the courage to say such a bold invitation, her eyes are still green - like an ignorant and curious student, eager to be led, go to Experience a secret communication that belongs only to lovers.
The greener it is, the more seductive it is.
He Zhiyuan's pupils tightened, and the dark fire in his lower abdomen burned through his heart directly.
There is a voice in my ear saying, teach him, give him happiness, give him indelible memories and an irreplaceable sense of security, so that he can never leave you again.
boom!
A gust of wind blew the door of 8012A, and the hallway lost its lighting. In the darkness, the two entangled their lips, their teeth collided, and their hot breath hit each other's cheeks. They were almost unsteady, stumbled into the door, kissed against the wall of the living room all the way to the bedroom, ten meters away, and spent five minutes.
Song Ran fell on his back on the big light gray bed, and there was a trace of saliva left on the corner of his lips. He Zhiyuan straddled his knees, lowered his body, put one hand on the side of his neck, and watched him earnestly from top to bottom.
During the process, Song Ran's shirt buttons and belts were all unbuttoned, revealing two sturdy chest muscles, which were expanding and contracting with a sound of shortness of breath, and below them were eight well-textured abdominal muscles. The hair began to spread from the navel, gradually blackened and thickened, and was cut off at the edge of the panty. The pure cotton cloth was wrapped in a large mass of hard meat, and the zipper of the pants was squeezed open, arrogantly showing off its size to others.
"Mr. He..."
Song Ran panted lightly, his eyes filled with thirst, and reached out to touch his chest muscles.
He Zhiyuan smiled: "Don't worry."
He grabbed Song Ran's wrist and pulled it to the top of his head, grabbed the hem and lifted it up, and peeled off the entire T-shirt. As seen in the video before, the youth has a fair complexion, thin waist and narrow hips, but he is not a thin and weak chicken body. Moderate muscles show the health and vitality of young people.
He patted Songran's ass again, and Songran raised his waist with him, letting him peel off his pants and panties. The light-colored, straight-shaped penis was raised in the air, because it was completely erect, with bright red flesh on the head. It's all exposed, and the top is still a little sticky.
"The size is good."
He Zhiyuan complimented him with a smile, and held it twice.
The thing was as excited as its master, and it beat vigorously in his palm.
Song Ran's face was embarrassed, but his movements were bold, pulling on the elastic band and stripping He Zhiyuan's underwear. The purple-red genitals were released immediately and bumped into his, causing him to let out a low "um".
He held the heavy penis, his expression a little dumbfounded: "You, your... so big... "
so envious.
It was plump, thick, hot, full of weight, and most importantly, very hard. Even if He Zhiyuan was kneeling now, there was no sagging at the raised angle.
At the thought that such a solid stick would stab into his ass later, Song Ran was frightened and expected, licked her lips, and asked, "I… can I taste it?"
He Zhiyuan said hoarsely, "Yes."
So Song Ran slowly slid off the bed from between his legs, sat on the ground, leaned his body against the edge of the bed, and put the thing in his mouth.
This is the first time to do this kind of thing, there is no skill, and occasionally the other party will frown when he accidentally knocks his teeth. Fortunately, the high temperature and softness of the mouth can naturally bring more intense pleasure. Song Ran knew which part of the penis was the most sensitive, so he licked it specifically, and took two deep breaths. He Zhiyuan couldn't help it. Panting.
"Baby, you did a great job." He rubbed Songran's hair, and deep lust revealed in his lowered eyes, "You make me very comfortable... very comfortable."
Song Ran couldn't speak, and looked at him while licking, his eyes were straight and full of infatuation.
He Zhiyuan really couldn't stand this look. It was too infatuated and too clean. He was about to burn a handful of blood from his heart, so he stepped back and said, "Baby, lick it next time, and come to the bed first."
"Um."
Song Ran nodded, and spit out the thick genitals in his mouth according to the words, but as if he was reluctant to bear the last bit of cream on the cake, he rolled up the tip of his tongue and greedily hooked it in the small hole at the top.
In the next instant, he was dragged onto the bed by He Zhiyuan, tightly pressing his shoulders and waist.
"You really are... not afraid of death."
He Zhiyuan's eyes deepened, his palm wrapped around the root of Songran, rubbing it from the scrotum very skillfully, then holding the body of the stem, rubbing the soft tip with the pulp of his fingers from time to time, his lips and tongue kissed along the earlobe, shoulder socket, and collarbone at the same time. To the chest, holding the nipples that have been erected.
"Oh... itchy! It's itchy here!" Song Ran screamed, twisting his waist to dodge, the strength of his life suddenly tightened, he didn't dare to move immediately, and begged for mercy in a panic, "Don't... don't lick it, it's so itchy. "
He hadn't been hugged for many years, let alone this level of intimate contact. Every inch of his skin was equivalent to a sensitive point. When he licked it, he shivered, and goosebumps appeared. He Zhiyuan didn't stop, holding Song Ran's lifeblood as the arrow, carefully licking his whole body, and even separated his legs and sucked a string of red marks at the base of his legs.
At first, Song Ran held her breath, gathered her strength, and bit her lower lip, trying to resist the heartburn itch, but after a while, she ran out of strength and could only slump on her back on the bed, gasping for breath, her legs open, her penis pointing to the sky, and saliva and kisses all over her body. Marks, eyes filled with water.
He Zhiyuan asked him, "Are you comfortable?"
He trembled and replied, "Shu...comfortable."
It's the truth, itchy and refreshing, as if every pore feels it.
Then he heard the sound of the drawer being pulled open, and then, something cool and viscous smeared on his thighs. He shook his waist and subconsciously tightened his buttocks—that place wasn't a natural place for insertion, and he still resisted in his bones, and when he thought of being invaded, he instinctively became nervous.
He Zhiyuan saw that the small pink mouth was almost shrinking out of sight, so he comforted him in a warm voice: "Don't be afraid, take it easy."
Song Ran couldn't relax, and looked at him pitifully.
He Zhiyuan smiled and said, "It seems... I need to kiss somewhere else."
He kissed down Song Ran's belly and slowly approached between his legs. Song Ran's breath suddenly suffocated, only to feel that the lifeblood was wrapped by the hot soft tongue. In an instant, the soul came out of the body, and at the same time, the perineum was massaged by the palm of the hand, sour and swollen, the taste was indescribable.
Just when he relaxed a little, a finger dipped in lubricating fluid suddenly inserted.
"what!"
He instinctively tightened the sphincter, but instead bit the fingers in his body - opening the door, and then trying to refuse, it would not be an easy task.
He Zhiyuan's fingers went deeper and deeper, and with small pumping, spread the lubricating fluid little by little inside the intestinal wall. Song Ran did not resist in her heart, and tried to adjust her breathing to adapt to the feeling of foreign body intrusion, and slowly let herself relax.
"How do you feel?"
He Zhiyuan asked him, and by the way he sent another finger.
Song Ran grabbed the sheet under him, closed his eyes and described: "Well, it's a little hot, and it's still hot... Your fingers are moving inside... But, it doesn't seem like that... I saw it on the Internet, it will be Very comfortable... kind of... ah!"
His waist trembled violently, he let out a voiceless cry, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at He Zhiyuan in extreme panic.
Just that... what is it
He Zhiyuan felt the inside of his intestines shrinking: "Have you met?"
Song Ran nodded hesitantly: "Okay... it seems so..."
Ten seconds later, he had no doubts about it at all—the distinct soreness in his body engulfed him, and the waves surged higher and higher, terrifying. He Zhiyuan seemed to press directly on his heart, the spinal cord was probably connected to a leaking wire, and there was a burst of sparks, and the whole back was numb from the back to the brain stem. No more.
"No, no, it's too exciting... ah!" Song Ran kicked her legs and cried, "I can ejaculate... I can really ejaculate... Stop, stop for a while... um..."
He was like a fish in a frying pan, he struggled to and fro and almost turned himself over to fry it. After a long time, he stopped, his eyes were vacant, he stared blankly at the ceiling, and panted, "I won't do it. , I really don't do it... you forgive me, this... this is so scary... God..."
He Zhiyuan pulled out his fingers expressionlessly: "Don't do it?"
Song Ran nodded hurriedly: "No, I won't do it... Actually, what, it's good to be a virgin... "
He Zhiyuan tore open an aluminum foil package, took out the silicone sleeve, and quickly touched the root of his genitals: "Don't regret it?"
"I don't regret... huh... I definitely don't regret it." Song Ran seemed to be trying to convince himself, "Look, anyway, masturbation is also ejaculation, and penetration is also ejaculation... Instead of stimulating the heart so much, let's just slap for a lifetime..."
He was in a dizzy state, and the sanity that floated out had not returned. Just as he was talking, he vaguely felt that his buttocks were raised a little bit, and there seemed to be a pillow under his waist, and his legs were spread around He Zhiyuan's waist. On the side, there was something hard against Xizhang's anus.
"He, Mr. He?"
Song Ran felt something was wrong and wanted to move, but her thighs were bound and her waist was pinched, so she couldn't move at all.
He lowered his head and looked at his lower body. Before he could see clearly, he suddenly felt a sharp pain - the narrow hole was pierced by a meat stick that was not much thicker than a finger. He Zhiyuan stood up and greeted him. Come in without calling!
"It's too late to escape now." He Zhiyuan looked down at him condescendingly, with a slightly cold tone, "Why did you beg me in the aisle just now, and you forgot it in a blink of an eye?"
"I… "
Song Ran was stunned - vaguely remembered, he seemed to have said "fuck me" shamelessly.
Just rushing these two words, it's not wrong to fuck to death.
He was embarrassed to struggle any more, closed his eyes resignedly, opened his legs, and looked like he was lying down and doing the exercise, and added in a low voice, "You slow down, I... It's my first time, I'm afraid of pain."
He Zhiyuan didn't say a word, his broad palms supported his two buttocks, his psoas muscles exerted force, and he slowly sent himself in.
The private part was firmly propped up, the intrusion of the foreign body that was hard to ignore became clearer and clearer, and there was a strange feeling of sinking in the abdomen. Song Ran held his breath abruptly, grabbed the quilt with ten fingers, and instinctively tensed his thigh muscles, but the opponent was unhindered and attacked brazenly. open, like a frog.
Just when he thought the back was about to split, the perineum suddenly became hot, hitting the rough hair and strong abs - it was completely in.
The sharp heat for a moment made him forget the pain, he suddenly relaxed and took a big breath, with only one thought in his mind: Mr. He was in his body.
They are extremely intimate, and even the smallest movements of one party can be felt by the other party.
Seeing that he was having a hard time swallowing, He Zhiyuan softened his heart: "Does it hurt?"
Song Ran was stubborn: "It doesn't hurt."
It doesn't hurt at all.
He Zhiyuan didn't dare to act rashly, but lowered his head to check Song Ran's situation. The pale folds had been fully opened, in a smooth circle, tightly around the base of his cock.
Hungry and seductive.
"Good, there's no bleeding, you're adapting very well." He Zhiyuan praised him, obviously feeling a pinch in the hot bowel wall, so he leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Baby, am I moving?"
"Um."
Song Ran took a deep breath, got ready, and stretched out his hand to hook He Zhiyuan's neck.
The thick object buried in the body was slowly withdrawn, and the soreness in the lower abdomen was relieved a lot. Just as Song Ran relaxed, he was suddenly screamed by a deep thrust without warning.
"what!"
He raised his neck high, clamped his two strands, the erect stem trembled, and threw out a clear liquid.
He Zhiyuan liked his green body reaction, lowered his head, and kissed him comfortingly: "I can't stand it the first time, so sensitive?"
Song Ran was very ashamed: "That place, I... ran into it again."
He Zhiyuan was stunned, and immediately rammed his back again. The young man in his arms was caught off guard, his reaction became more intense, the corners of his eyes were red, his whole body was trembling, and he looked at him with a look of panic: "I... Am I too sensitive... "
"It's okay, it's normal. I'll take it easy, take your time, you'll be comfortable."
He Zhiyuan comforted him, and his lower body began to pump deeply and shallowly, with light force, so as not to give Song Ran too much stimulation at one time. The nerves around the prostate are rich, and the perception is sharp. If you hit it shallowly, you will not feel it, and if you hit it hard, it will easily hurt. He cared more about the first feeling than Songran himself, so he watched the expressions of the people below him very seriously in order to correct the intensity and rhythm.
What surprised him was that he and Songran were a natural pair—no need to adjust the insertion angle, as long as they entered in the most natural way, they could accurately touch the sensitive points.
It was destined to belong to his body.
Young, sharp, forthright, with a magnetic attraction.
He Zhiyuan felt that his possessiveness was getting out of control at a very fast speed, and the hormones swept into the air with sweat, gradually becoming stronger, covering Song Ran's rapid breathing.
The hot and tight intestines were opened a little bit, and with sufficient lubricating fluid, the entry and exit were much smoother. He added a point of strength in time, moved his waist, and turned the gentle rhythm into a clear rhythm again and again.
"He, Mr. He... ah... ah... so comfortable..." Song Ran was deeply intoxicated, her face flushed, her head turned to one side, licking her lips and murmuring, "how can this be... so... ah... no... comfortable to death. …”
The distinct pleasure swayed from the depths of the back acupoints, and spread to the whole body, making his hands and feet weak, but the genitals in the lower abdomen stood upright, so hard that the blue veins were swollen, and the holes were dripping.
So cool.
It's 100 times, 1000 times, 10,000 times better than just masturbating.
Before that, he had never imagined that there was such a wonderful place hidden in his body. Just touching it would bring waves of soothing sensations immersing the bone marrow and scalp.
He Zhiyuan sucked on his earlobe: "Baby, is it really so comfortable?"
"Well!"
The hot air rushed into the ear canal, Song Ran shuddered violently, her back acupuncture points tightened, her eyes became more and more blurred, and she was speechless.
He Zhiyuan asked again, "Baby, do you love me?"
"Love, love..." Song Ran panted, out of breath, "I love you..."
"Then ask your husband to come and listen?"
Song Ran was extremely obedient, and called softly, "husband..."
He Zhiyuan pecked his lips rewardingly: "Call me Dad again?"
"dad… "
Song Ran spit out one sound, but shamefully held the next one, hesitantly, unable to speak. Those confused and tearful eyes looked at He Zhiyuan, and the love and nostalgia grew stronger and stronger. The powerful collisions in the intestines were repeated repeatedly, and the pleasure was like a raging wave, and finally the remaining shame was washed away from the beach of reason.
Unable to restrain himself, he called out lingeringly, "Dad."
please love me.
Please give me happiness that will never be broken.
Song Ran's intestines are already soft enough, and he has gradually become accustomed to the stimulation of sensitive points. He Zhiyuan understood that it was time to reward him for the most beautiful moment.
"Baby, look at me."
He straightened up, knelt on the side of the bed, supported Song Ran's waist and hips with both hands, and raised them to a high place, clinging to his crotch, and then quickly swung his waist up, the faster he swung, the more powerful he hit the young man's body. The two buttocks trembled frequently, and the bedroom was full of popping sounds.
He Zhiyuan's strength is very pure, completely from his strong waist muscles, his upper body is almost motionless, and he doesn't need to rely on his own body weight, so the whole set of movements is quite clean, lively and sexy, and it can bring great stimulation to people visually. .
Song Ran had never experienced the devastation of such a violent storm before, his eyes were empty, and he watched the purple-red thing pulled out from between his legs, and then completely submerged, and an electric shock was split in the depths of the intestines. The pleasure, straight to the scalp, paralyzed the limbs and bones, making the bones crispy. The sharp soreness hit the waist and eyes again and again, as if to penetrate the nerves there.
He couldn't help but want to scream, raised his neck and moaned loudly, crying heavily.
The ambiguous pink quickly spread from the roots of the ears to the whole body, the light brown nipples were congested and stiff, and the genitals that swayed back and forth were stained with the overflowing fishy fluid, and it was lustrous and lustrous.
"Ah! No, no... I... I think I'm going to... uh!"
Song Ran had a sense of fear that he was about to urinate, and cried out in terror, begging for mercy, but the other party turned a deaf ear, and instead lowered his body heavily, inserted deeper and hit harder. The extreme soreness and numbness of the penis made him feel confused, thinking that he was approaching the edge of incontinence step by step. Finally, at a certain moment, his back hole spasmed violently. Cover your eyes.
Insertion can be extremely satisfying, especially for the first time.
Satisfied, He Zhiyuan quickly thrust a dozen times through the contraction of his intestines, and then ejected his semen, pulled away, took off the cover, tied a knot, and threw it on the ground.
He stretched out his arms and hugged Songran, who was still twitching slightly, with his hot body. He wanted to have a passionate kiss afterwards, but Songran avoided it like an electric shock: "Don't touch me!"
He Zhiyuan frowned and asked with concern, "Baby, what's the matter?"
Song Ran almost choked up: "dirty..."
"dirty?"
He Zhiyuan became more and more inexplicable.
He stared at Song Ran's aggrieved expression for a long time, suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help laughing: "Do you think you urinated?"
Song Ran froze when he heard the words, and slowly moved his hand away, with a dazed look on his face: "No... no urine?"
He immediately cheered up, and couldn't wait to look at his lower abdomen—the area around the umbilicus was a large white paste, full of fishy semen, and there was no urine at all. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, showing a happy smile, subconsciously wanting to find He Zhiyuan to act like a spoiled child. The pair of eyes that were about to be bent into a seam with joy turned into embarrassment in seconds.
Song Ran blushed with embarrassment, plunged her head into the quilt, and started pretending to be an ostrich to deceive herself.
He Zhiyuan patted his sweaty bare bottom: "Baby, go take a bath."
"don't want!"
He Zhiyuan repeated: "Go take a bath."
Song Ran was thin-skinned and stubborn, and her upturned buttocks poked upwards: "Don't!"
He Zhiyuan sank his face and called him by his name: "Song Ran."
He turned a deaf ear: "Don't die!"
"… "
"Hey, what are you doing? What are you doing... let me down!"
Song Ran screamed and was dug out of the bed by He Zhiyuan's arm shovel, carried her bare bottom on her shoulders, walked into the bathroom and slammed the door shut.
The sound of water in the bathroom disappeared after a while, and it was replaced by a trembling and long moan: "Um... I have not been shot by... uh... I... How can I tell the difference... asshole… "
The moan increased from low to high, and after a while, there was a crisp flesh slap in the bathroom, and the moan turned into a full-blown cry: "Aah! Don't! I... um... I can distinguish it, I can distinguish it. It's clear! I won't make mistakes in the future... But, but this time it's really... Really... ah..."
In the middle of the night, Mr. He put Songran down on the toilet and spent a long time teaching him the difference between "ejaculation" and "urination" seriously and responsibly.