Ling Lang's desire has been completely awakened, and even without looking at him, he knows that his face must be extremely red, and that is not entirely the effect of alcohol. He touched the buttons of his suit, but he couldn't undo one for a long time because of his trembling hands.
"Ka," Feng Hao called out in a terrifying manner, "what do you think you're filming, a documentary?"
Ling Lang's hands froze in front of his chest at a loss.
"Turn around and face the camera."
Ling Lang turned 30 degrees with difficulty and faced the camera face to face. Even actors rarely face the camera directly like this, but if it is applied to this kind of filming, if it is not a large inner drama, it must be interacting with the audience. Ling Lang has almost seen that countless people pass through the screen, Watching his every move at the moment.
He swallowed again, obviously before the official start, his chest was up and down uncontrollably, and he could no longer complete the delicate movement of unbuttoning buttons with one hand, so he had to use the other hand, and it took a long time to untie it. Open one.
Feng Hao was very satisfied, "Keep this speed."
Ling Lang's hand moved to the next one, and this time it took longer than before. Ling Lang's suit was taken off and thrown aside, and then he couldn't wait to loosen his tie, as if he could breathe through the air. .
The tie was untied by a third, and hung loosely around the neck. The first button of the shirt was also untied. It was only a step away from abstinence to lust. Now Ling Lang is more whole than before. The atmosphere is very different.
Feng Hao, who had been silent for a while, said, "The second button of the shirt, hold it."
Ling Lang did as he said, untied the second button and put it on his lips and kissed it, then rubbed it lightly on his lips, and licked with the tip of his tongue. Do everything you can to please the audience.
He put half of the button in his mouth, raised his head slightly, and started to unbutton one. Finally, the third button was undone, Ling Lang's hand was inserted through the front of the shirt, and he could be seen stroking his chest through the clothes.
A flash flashed, and Ling Lang realized that Feng Hao had a camera in his hand at some point, shooting directly at him. He was a little nervous, but even more excited, the sound of the shutter clicked in his ears, and every strong light recorded his lewd gesture at the moment.
Feng Hao shifted his position slightly, Ling Lang loosened his teeth, and followed his camera until his entire head turned to the right. He slowly took off the collar of his shirt, revealing half of his shoulders, his delicate collarbone hidden by his wrists. looming. He raised his head, exposing the most charming neck curve to the camera, his Adam's apple wriggling up and down, as if to imply how hungry he was at the moment.
More and more buttons were undone one by one. Ling Lang's hands wandered, slowly pushing from the sides of the body to the center of the front chest. After meeting, one hand moved up and placed on the shoulders, and the other hand slipped around the waist. After staying there for a while, the two hands crossed down on the crotch at the same time. Every movement is full of feminine and flexible beauty, but also condensed the male masculinity. The two points on the chest are sometimes exposed, sometimes blocked , If you want to refuse, but also welcome, if you want to say, then leave.
Ling Lang raised his hand, his white shirt floated to the ground, his upper body was completely exposed to the air, and his reddish-brown nipples became hard and upturned due to excitement. And Sora, replaced by rebellion and ruthlessness.
The tie was shifted from the neck to the wrists, his hands were raised high, the wrists were bound together by the tie, and he still stared straight at the camera, his face full of insubordination and hostility.
At this time, Ling Lang exudes a kind of compulsive beauty from head to toe, and every move can arouse the beastly desire of bystanders. Stepping on his feet and ravaging him, he spared no effort to destroy his personality, making him completely his own slave.
The atmosphere of the scene changed suddenly, Ling Lang turned around, showing a seductive depression in the lower back, it was impossible to accurately capture his movements through the camera, and it was this that made it even more reverie.
The panties and trousers were removed little by little, until the buttocks were exposed, and the trend of falling of the panties stopped, but the trousers suddenly slipped to the feet.
Ling Lang turned his back to the camera, slowly raised his right foot, took a step back, and followed the same pattern with his left foot. Fully displayed in front of the camera.
He bent down and deliberately stayed in this position for a while, then picked up the pants on the ground and threw them aside. Finally, only the last piece of underwear was left on his body. Outline the ground, the slightly exposed groin is full of spring, and the warm orange light makes the ambiguous atmosphere of the scene to the apex.
Ling Lang stood still, as if he was worried about what was going to happen next. Feng Hao did not allow him to have more time to think, and ordered sternly, "Continue."
Ling Lang turned around again, faced the camera, and knelt down straight.
His feet were bent, his toes were on the ground, his knees were far apart, and the genitals wrapped in his underwear were already erect, and it seemed that he would break through the shackles of the fabric and appear in broad daylight at any time.
Ling Lang leaned back, propped his right hand on the ground, his left hand covered the bulge, and stroked up and down through his underwear, his breathing intensified with a clear gradient, his lips slightly opened, and his eyes became blurred and fine-tuned. Eyelashes trembled slightly like a brush, and moisture gradually gathered in his eyes.
After playing with his body like this for a while, his right hand not to be outdone moved to the front chest, two fingers pinched the nipple, rubbed and turned, and the originally stiff tip was torn up even more.
After touching one side, he moved to the other side, and his left hand also unknowingly reached into his underwear, stroking in an invisible place, arousing people's infinite reverie.
Ling Lang's hand withdrew from his underwear and pulled out a long transparent silk thread. He put his fingers in his mouth and sucked, showing an extremely intoxicated expression on his face.
"Take it off," Feng Hao ordered again, Ling Lang gritted his teeth, and the last fig leaf finally left him. At this moment, he was kneeling in front of the camera naked, with his shaved lower body uncovered and unobstructed.
The shutter sounded non-stop, Ling Langguang was motionless, and felt an unprecedented excitement. Feng Hao pushed the camera to his side and took a close-up of his private parts. Ling Lang even sent his crotch forward. I beg him to make it clearer.
His hand grabbed his lower body, and he went up and down, slowly to fast. An object descended from the ceiling to his mouth, it turned out to be a radio microphone, Ling Lang's voice gradually rang out in this small space, one after another, from short to long, the moan was so ecstatic that it was so hard to hear it. Crisp off.
"Stop," Feng Hao interrupted Ling Lang's pleasure, and despite all reluctance, Ling Lang forced himself to stop.
I saw Feng Hao open the cabinet on the wall, and a row of adult products were neatly arranged, from the smallest vibrating egg to the massage stick with the thickness of a baby's arm. There were also raised dots on the stick body. Dazzling.
"There are exactly ten in this row," Feng Hao counted. "Now you can name your next phone number."
Ling Lang narrowed his eyes and seemed to be trying to remember his next phone number. His mind was not as clear as usual, and it took him a while to solve the problem that was supposed to be easy.
It should be 6. Ling Lang counted from the left, one, two, three, four, five, six, and the sixth is a G-spot massage stick. Luckily it doesn't look scary.
"It's 6," he answered Feng Hao's question.
Feng Hao nodded and compared his hands, "Choose six from the inside."
Ling Lang was dumbfounded.
After deliberation, he finally picked out six types that looked relatively mild, and the bulging massage stick was naturally not among them.
"Have you made your choice?" Feng Hao confirmed with him.
Ling Lang nodded.
"What you choose now is not used."
He watched helplessly as Feng Hao picked out the few that he picked out, and every one left in front of him made him terrified, and there was one he didn't even know the purpose of.
Feng Hao picked up the first vial, "I'm curious why you didn't choose this one, because you don't know what's in it?"
That bottle of Ling Lang was seen every day. It was the kind that Feng Hao filled him with, but intuition told Ling Lang that it would never be that simple.
"This is an enhanced version of the medicine you usually use. The second bottle of medicine you used is the first stage of it. Now you are using the second stage. As for this bottle," Feng Hao put the bottle in front of him, "it is the last stage. ."
Ling Lang looked at the bottle in front of him and hesitated for a moment, but reached out and took it, squeezed two drops on his fingertips, then evenly applied it to his back acupoint, and massaged slowly until the liquid was completely absorbed.
This time the medicine didn't take effect as slowly as usual. Ling Lang's body was ignited with a bang, and the whole entrance was itchy and numb, and the whole body was even more numb.
"How do you feel?" Feng Hao asked knowingly.
Ling Lang was burning with lust, and hearing Feng Hao's voice felt like a layer of cellophane.
A violent mechanical rotation sounded, Feng Hao turned on the switch of the second item, Ling Lang couldn't name it at all, the top of it was a hemisphere, no matter the radius of the sphere or the frequency of the vibration, Ling Lang couldn't help it. Lang shuddered, it was even connected to a power source, and not even the battery could handle its power.
"Don't worry, this thing wasn't put behind you," Feng Hao said, the thing in his hand had reached Ling Lang's chest, Ling Lang let out an exclamation, the delicate organs could not bear such rough treatment, short In just a few seconds his nipples were rubbed red.
Ling Lang instinctively dodged, but returned to his original position bit by bit under Feng Hao's gaze. He thought this torture would last for a long time, but unexpectedly, the other party quickly turned off the switch.
"What are you nervous about, this thing can't be used for a long time in the first place, the explosive power is too strong, and the stamina naturally can't keep up, it's really tasteless," Feng Hao threw it aside in disgust, Ling Lang stretched out a long stretch tone.
The tension just now made him temporarily ignore the abnormality of his body. Now that he relaxes, the effect of the drug is overwhelming, and the effect is even several times stronger than before.
Ling Lang's gaze couldn't help but float to the remaining two things, even the terrifying massage stick looked alluring at the moment, and he subconsciously licked his lips.
"Do you want to?" The tempting voice sounded in his ears.
"Yeah," Ling Lang replied without thinking, and when he realized what he had said, he was immediately ashamed.
Feng Hao let out a chuckle.
The thing in front of him was picked up, "Since you want it so much, then use it next."