Chapter 85: Strategies for Prisoners (Three) (Gao H)

Because of the lust, Mu Zihan struggled in the sea of ​​desire all night and had just fallen asleep at dawn. Until the next day before Yang Shan came to deliver the meal, he was not awake. He was lying in a messy dress on the bed, his crotch was still wet, and there was a lewd smell in the room. If an experienced person came, he would know what happened at the first time he smelled it.

Yang Shan is naturally experienced, but he doesn't need to hear it, and he knows everything. After all, he is the culprit.

He deliberately put the tray on the table, and a thud echoed in the quiet room, awakening Mu Zihan. He sat up suddenly and found that there was someone in the room. His face turned pale. His first action was to cover his wet crotch with his hands, and then he realized that he was so regretful that he would slap himself twice. This was simply a place where there was no silver!

Yang Shan still said roughly: It’s time to eat! Without looking at Mu Zihan, he turned around and left, closed the iron door, and locked it.

Mu Zihan was left sitting alone on the bed, his face turned red and white, and he also smelled the smell in the room. And now he thought about it, he didn't cover his quilt just now, and his legs were still sleeping separately, which means that the wet place was exposed outside!

Could it be that... his embarrassing appearance was seen by the prison guard just now?!

Mu Zihan was both ashamed and annoyed, and was so embarrassed that he even hated his lewd physique even more. He held his fingers into a palm and hit the bed, and couldn't help but curse a few words in a low voice.

However, the most urgent task is to clean up first. He got up and quickly took off his clothes. Soaked his dirty underwear and pants in a copper basin to wash. However, he didn't know that Yang Shan, who was actually still staying outside, ate a lot of tofu.

Mu Zihan's body is as white and transparent as her face, but she is a little thinner, but she doesn't look dry. The areas where there should be meat are still quite fleshy. The two breasts on her chest are not small and heavy. Maybe because they are too white, the areola is very light in color and not very red, and it tends to be skin color. The legs are long and the butt is raised, and the hair in the private parts is vigorous, and the color is also light. There is a little dry semen on the soft roots.

He wiped the traces under his body with a clean towel dipped in water little by little. After he got it clean, he breathed a sigh of relief and changed into another set of clothes. This set of clothes was a little small and could not fit under the underwear. He could only wear them directly, and it was still tightly wrapped around his body. Then he looked at the food on the table.

The food was almost cold. To be honest, it was hot and he had no appetite. However, he consumed too much energy yesterday and couldn't bear the hunger in his stomach. He could only sit over and force himself to take a few bites.

While eating, he was still struggling. Did the jailer see his wet pants and did he notice his actions yesterday?

If he found out, it was wrong, he had already found it. Then would he tell others everywhere after going out, so that all the prison guards would know that he was... such a lewd person?

The more I thought about it, the more I became more and more concerned, the more I thought about it, the more I cared about it. He wanted to call the prison guard over to ask, but he didn't have the courage, and he felt so messy. He was looking forward to the next time to eat. When the man came, he could observe his expression and maybe he could see some clues. Then he thought that time would pass slowly and he would never have to see that person again.

To be honest, when he knew that his ugly appearance might be seen, he was so embarrassed that he was so angry that he even thought about whether to live. He had a belt on his clothes and could hang himself at any time.

But although Mu Zihan has such a tragic past, he still doesn't want to die, just because his mother's instructions before his death made him live well anyway. So even if he was locked in this dark place for seven years, and even if such days are not seen, he never thought of dying.

After he finished his meal, he continued to think about these things, but soon he couldn't think about it because his chest began to swell again.

He lowered his head, the two bulging breasts in front of him had already begun to tremble, and his nipples were also bulging quickly. Two protruding hard little beans could be seen from outside the tightly wrapped clothes.

He was a little irritated. What was going on?

I have never had this before!

These two breasts tortured him for a night, why can't he calm down?

But even though he was reluctant, his physical reaction could not be decided by him. The desire on his breasts began to burn again. He could only reach out and rub it again. After a few times, his face turned red with pleasure, and his vagina was also contracting, and a little vaginal fluid flowed out. He remembered that there were no pants that could be replaced, so he quickly took the silk palm and stuffed it into his underwear. He also folded it a few more times, making it thicker.

This delayed his effort, and the desire in his body burned him to sweat all over. He lay on the bed, bent over, curled his breasts hard with one hand, and rubbed his flower pussy through the silk squid. In order to avoid making a sound, he bit the pillowcase, but he could not stop his heavy breathing.

Huh... Huh... Huh... Huh... Huh... Huh...

The pleasure came from the breasts one after another. Mu Zihan was confused with his eyes. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He just couldn't stop moving. The veil was pressed on his lips and rubbed hard. A lot of water flowed out of the flower path, and the root of the flesh was also erect. But he didn't caress his hands at the same time. He could only touch the bottom, and then rub the root of the flesh, alternating movements. Just like this, the pleasure made him choke up.

This feeling has never been felt before. In the past few years, he was depressed, and the sun was rarely seen, and his body was also affected. He had not been so impulsive for a long time. Now his desire has broken through the obstacles, and even dispelled his sorrow and painful emotions. There is nothing to stop his burning desire fire.

The silk squid was pressed against the lower body, and the power from the fingers made it not only press the flower lips tightly, but also the sensitive flower core. When rubbing, the pleasure of like electric shock made Mu Zihan shed physiological tears. His brows were even tighter, but his cheeks were red and his lips were bitten rosy and wet, which had a unique charm.

…Well… Huh… Um… Um… Um… Um… Um… Um… Um… Um… Suddenly, Mu Zihan’s body shrank tighter and trembled violently. Her jade feet kicked on the bed sheet. After a crying moan, a large amount of hot liquid was poured on the silk paper, and semen ejaculated from the roots, and her whole body was wet again

Ha... Ha... When I reached a small orgasm, Mu Zihan was panting hard, and the heat below gradually faded away, but for some reason, her breasts were still swelling. No matter how hard they were, they could not relieve them. If they were rubbed hard, they would hurt their nipples. He really didn't know what to do, so he could only find a way to fall asleep to divert his attention.

He was sleeping very uneasy, maybe he was confused, and he was concerned about the prison guard who came to deliver the meal. He kept awakening and sleeping. Finally, he woke up before the next delivery date. His chest was still swollen. He tried hard to ignore them, quickly got up and cleaned up all the traces he had made before, and sat at the table waiting for people to come. Because he was too panicked, he just stared at the door and stared blankly, and did not notice the state of his chest. His bloated breasts were wrapped in tight clothes, making him look plump and upright. Because he was not wearing an inner shirt, his raised nipples could be seen from the outside, and he fell down with his rapid breathing due to tension, which was extremely lewd. But he had no idea, just tugging his fingers into a ball.

The door was pushed open on time. The prison guard he had seen before came in. Mu Zihan didn't blink and held his breath. He stared at his face tightly, trying to see his expression, but at this time he realized that the prison guard was wearing an official hat on his head, with the brim pressing very low. He could only see the man's tough chin and slightly curled lips, and his eyes could not see at all.

Mu Zihan looked at the corners of his lips that looked smirking, and his heart became even more nervous. His breathing could not help but become heavier. The jailer seemed to have not noticed the abnormality. He walked to the table and was about to put the food down. But when the tray was about to be placed on the table, the jailer's hand stopped. Then Mu Zihan saw the man turning his head over, and his two scorching gazes fell directly to his chest.

Mu Zihan suddenly had a bad premonition, so he quickly lowered his head and looked at the man's gaze. Then he realized how he looked now. He was really shameful. Even though he was cold and arrogant on weekdays, he couldn't help but his ears were congested and ashamed, his breathing became more and more rapid. His breasts kept shaking up and down. His gaze seemed to be hot, and his nipples were teased, and he couldn't help but protrude. Seeing this, Mu Zihan felt that he wanted to die.

But the prison guard did not react at all. After looking at it for a while, he said, "I've eaten, put down the food, and turned around to leave. But I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. Before leaving, he turned his head and looked at Mu Zihan's breasts again, then took out a cucumber from his arms and placed it on the plate."

Mu Zihan's face turned purple. As soon as the door was closed, he almost lifted the plate to the ground. The cucumber was like a beast. He didn't even want to take a look.

It was discovered... It must have been discovered... Mu Zihan's mind was blank. His previous guess was confirmed. He was so sad that he was slumped on the chair, his face pale, and the deep folds between his eyebrows could kill mosquitoes

His eyes were not focal, and he accidentally swept the food on the table. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and he finally noticed something abnormal. It was so strange. Why did every time he had a lust attack, it was after he had a meal?

Could it be... it's not a physical problem at all, but a problem with the meal?

He immediately sat upright and stared at the steaming food on the table. The more he thought about it, the more he was, the more he was doing this. It must be someone who had put medicine in his meal that he would have such a reaction!

right!

That's right!

That's definitely the case!

Mu Zihan was extremely smart, and his mind changed and he actually guessed it.

But...who is it and why?

Could it be that the lord of the country saw that he refused to die and sent someone to humiliate him like this?

Mu Zihan couldn't understand it, but he couldn't eat the food anyway, so he didn't throw the bowl and plate up. After all, he was still a prisoner now. If he had a breakup, it was hard to say what he would encounter. He was just far away and went to read a book.

If it were ordinary aphrodisiacs that ordinary people gave, Mu Zihan had survived the crisis, but who was Yangshan? He was also a lustful Gu. Where can he be safe if he didn't eat a meal? The problematic meal had been eaten by Mu Zihan long ago. The lustful Gu has already taken root in his body. There is nothing in these rice now. If you don't eat it, there is no use except to make him hungry.

Yang Shan closed the door and locked it. After waiting for a while, he began to use his flute to activate the lustful Gu. The lustful Gu entrenched in Mu Zihan's lower abdomen, opened his mouth, and spit out a large amount of aphrodisiac liquid, which flowed along the blood and soon flowed throughout his body.

Mu Zihan was holding a book in his hand, reading intently in the light of the candlelight, but suddenly his face changed, red first and then white, constantly changing