He Songyang's tongue was stirring in Zhou Wei'an's mouth, rubbing Zhou Wei'an's buttocks slowly spreading. Zhou Wei'an was already dizzy when he kissed him, and he woke up suddenly.
OK, it hurts so much!
Zhou Wei'an frowned and screamed. It was a massage stick, which penetrated hard into his body, pushing open the intestines inside.
Zhou Weian clearly felt that he had expanded, but was still so painful that he almost cried out. His legs were kicked: Don’t go in, it hurts so much!
He Songyang's eyes darkened and he said: I'll let you expand well. Even if you can't get in such a thin person, how will you swallow me later?
As he said that, he slapped Zhou Weian on the butt, and his chubby buttocks were trembling. He Songyang said angrily: Are you lazy? Why is it so tight inside?
Me, I... The massage stick was stabbed in a little more, and Zhou Wei'an was so painful that he couldn't speak. He grabbed He Songyang's shoulder and pinched his nails into the flesh. It hurts so much! It's about to tear it apart...
He Songyang did not show any mercy and continued to insert the massage stick in. He said: What do you say to me? If you don’t do a good job of dilation, you will be asking for bleeding!
The flush on Zhou Wei'an's face faded, and there was a faint whiteness due to the pain. He bit his lips and tried hard to relax his intestines. He could feel that this massage stick was not as thick as He Songyang's genitals, so why couldn't he swallow it today?
In the past few times, He Songyang expanded for him. When he came in, he didn't feel too painful except for a little bit of agitation and discomfort at the beginning. Today, it seemed like he was about to be torn apart!
He really can bleed, like Sheng Hao...
The massage stick went in and pressed it against his intestines. Zhou Wei'an found himself crying, tears mixed with sweat, dripping on his face, dripping along his chin on He Songyang's chest.
He felt some liquid slowly overflowing from behind, and his intestines became smoother
Me, I'm bleeding... Zhou Wei'an grabbed He Songyang's shoulder, remembering Sheng Hao's terrible scene, and was so scared that he trembled.
He Songyang hugged him with gloomy eyebrows: Will you still be lazy next time?
No, no... Zhou Weian shook his head with tears in his eyes. He didn't realize that it was the last time tonight.
good
He Songyang kissed his forehead and pulled out the massager. Zhou Wei'an's thighs were twitching. The massager was dripping on the carpet with some liquid.
He Songyang threw the massager aside, touched Zhou Wei'an's face, and said gently: Don't cry, stupid, this massager will secrete lubricant, do you really think you are bleeding by yourself?
Zhou Wei'an then looked up at him in a daze, stretched out his hand and touched his anus in confusion. The ones on his hands were indeed transparent and sticky lubricant.
Seeing his stupid look, He Songyang felt soft and hugged the person and kissed him on the sofa: Silly thing, if you don’t have a good enema next time, I will poke you with a thicker one!
Um... Zhou Wei'an was so kissed that he couldn't speak. He hugged He Songyang's neck and his legs were spread apart. He Songyang untied his belt and stabbed him in with his genitals.
This is indeed much thicker than the stick just now, and it is hot and hot, making Zhou Weian shiver constantly. Her ankle was grabbed by He Songyang and pulled it high, and it was placed on He Songyang's strong waist.
He Songyang started to move slowly, Zhou Wei'an's mouth was filled with a delicate moan that he could not tell, his intestines were poked open inch by inch, and the sensitive point was hit.
He was dizzy, and there seemed to be countless fireworks exploding in front of him. His body was rising and falling with the waves of lust. He could only climb He Songyang's shoulder tightly, so that the other person's body temperature could make him feel at ease.
Maybe because he knew this was his last close contact, He Songyang did a very hard job
The two rolled from the sofa to the carpet. Zhou Wei'an was carried to the bathroom to clean it, and was inserted into the inside and cummed again. When everything was over, he was so tired that he couldn't even move a finger.
He lay on He Songyang's bed, feeling drowsy, half-closed his eyes in a daze, and heard that He Songyang was calling: Hello Auntie, I am Xiao He you met last time... Yes, Zhou Wei'an slept at my house today...
Then He Songyang got on the bed, he hugged Zhou Wei'an and turned off the bedside lamp.
He Songyang's arms were extremely warm, and Zhou Wei'an felt a wet and gentle kiss on his forehead
Go to sleep, I've called your mom
Zhou Weian slowly closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank into the darkness
He Songyang slept with a very satisfied sleep. When he woke up, Zhou Wei'an was sitting on the bed, staring out the window in a daze.
Seeing that it seemed early, He Songyang planned to sleep for a while. He reached out and put his hand around Zhou Wei'an's waist and dragged the man into his arms: Why did he wake up? Sleep for a while
Zhou Wei'an obediently nestled in his arms, and saw He Songyang closing his eyes and quiet for a while. He slowly said: Mr. He, our transaction has ended.
He Songyang was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes and saw Zhou Wei'an's calm eyes.
He Songyang was immediately unable to hold back his face. Not to mention the wrong time and place, shouldn’t we keep warm at this time?
Besides, he thought that Zhou Weian would not take the initiative to mention this matter if he didn't mention it.
It's right that the transaction ended, but he ate the taste from this pathological relationship, at least he doesn't want to let go at all now.
I, I'm leaving. Zhou Wei'an said, withdraw from his arms, sit up and put on his clothes.
He Songyang half-supported his body and blurted out: I'll give you another money...
Zhou Wei settled down and looked back at He Songyang. His expression was a little hurt. He said: I, my family is very poor, but Mr. He, I, I don’t need this money...
He Songyang grabbed his hair irritably: I know, what I mean...I don't want to insult you with money...
I'm not gay, Mr. He Zhou Weian seemed to understand what he meant, grabbed the collar and said in a low voice.
He Songyang was stunned. He opened his eyes slightly and looked at Zhou Wei'an in surprise.
He found it funny, what does Zhou Wei'an mean?
Do you think you like him?
Don't joke, he just thinks this person is worth playing. Where can I find a second toy with such a well-behaved and caring toy?
He Songyang thought this way, his lips moved and said: So what if he is homosexual? I just want to play with you again. Besides, you still want to like girls like this?
Zhou Weian seemed to be stinged by his words, and a painful expression appeared on his face. His voice trembled: Yes, it will turn into this, is it my fault?
His eyes were a little red, but he didn't shed tears.
Zhou Wei'an stood up and said: Mr. He, let's take a step back. So far, we will still live our own lives as if we never knew each other.
He Songyang was a little angry when he heard this. He sat up: Don’t know him? How could he not know him?
He reached out and grabbed Zhou Wei'an's wrist and pulled off his pajama strap. He was wearing He Songyang's pajamas, which was loose and only a strap tied. After pulling it off, the whole dress slid down his body, revealing his body covered with blue and purple marks.
Your body has become like this, why do we pretend not to recognize each other?
He Songyang sarcastically picked the corner of his lips and reached out to pinch Zhou Wei'an's nipples. Just as he touched it, Zhou Wei'an gasped sensitively, and his body turned pink.
He Songyang said: Do you still want to fuck a woman like this?
Zhou Wei'an's pupils tightened, and he raised his hand suddenly and slapped He Songyang in the face.
A crisp sound made both of them stunned
He Songyang's face was beaten to the side. He opened his eyes incredibly and looked at Zhou Wei'an in surprise.
Zhou Weian was also frightened by the tingling sensation from his palm. What did he do?
He actually slapped He Songyang in the face!
Me, I... He was so scared that he couldn't speak.
He Songyang touched his face, and the face was tingling. From childhood to adulthood, even his father had never slapped him in the face.
Zhou Wei'an's action completely angered him. He let go of Zhou Wei'an's hand and sneered: Very good, very good, Zhou Wei'an, you have a future
Zhou Wei'an couldn't say anything apologized. He clenched his fist, bit his lower lip, and stood there stiffly, motionless
He Songyang looked at him with a sinister look, and the muscles on his cheeks were twitching, as if trying to restrain his anger: Why are you still standing? Don’t you want to leave? Let’s go!
Zhou Wei'an grabbed his clothes and walked out. He grabbed the door handle of the bedroom and suddenly stopped.
He Songyang was originally full of anger, but he stopped because of his actions. He thought vaguely, as long as he regrets and comes back to apologize, I will forgive him.
Zhou Wei'an turned his head and looked at him
He Songyang swallowed unnaturally, his voice hoarse: Why don’t you leave?
Zhou Wei'an exhaled and said: Sheng Hao, did you... rape him?
He Songyang never expected that Zhou Wei'an was still asking such a question at this time
He completely understood that this person didn't want to stay by his side at all, and couldn't help but sneer with a sarcastic sneer on his face: Haha, it's not my turn to call a few people in person, and press him in an alley for gang rape for one night.
Zhou Wei'an's eyes showed a light of surprise and suspicion. He seemed to be unable to believe that such a crazy thing was done by He Songyang. However, Hu Xian's previous incident and the faint pain in his body told him that there was nothing that He Songyang dared not do. Isn't he a living example?
Who is He Songyang? His background is so deep, can you, Zhou Wei'an, get involved?
He, He Songyang, Zhou Wei'an showed disappointment and resentment on his face. He called He Songyang's full name for the first time, you, you are a devil!
He said this, opened the door and ran out and the bedroom door was thrown up, making a loud bang
He Songyang sat on the bed, motionless, for a while, and showed a bad smile, but this smile was filled with bitterness that had never been seen before.
Am I a devil? Who did that stupid thing for...
He sat in the shadow of the sun, and his anger filled his body and mind. He felt unwilling to give up. For the first time, he broke so many cases for a person, and for the first time, he scratched his heart and lungs for a person. He thought about it day and night, and used all his tenderness and consideration, but that person did not appreciate it at all!
He grabbed the pillow on the bed and smashed it hard at the wall!
The vase placed on the shelf was hit and smashed to the ground with a bang
He gritted his teeth and breathed heavily, and broken words overflowed between his lips and teeth: Zhou Wei'an... Zhou Wei'an, do you think you can run away like this?
He sneered: I want to give you nowhere to escape!
OK, it hurts so much!
Zhou Wei'an frowned and screamed. It was a massage stick, which penetrated hard into his body, pushing open the intestines inside.
Zhou Weian clearly felt that he had expanded, but was still so painful that he almost cried out. His legs were kicked: Don’t go in, it hurts so much!
He Songyang's eyes darkened and he said: I'll let you expand well. Even if you can't get in such a thin person, how will you swallow me later?
As he said that, he slapped Zhou Weian on the butt, and his chubby buttocks were trembling. He Songyang said angrily: Are you lazy? Why is it so tight inside?
Me, I... The massage stick was stabbed in a little more, and Zhou Wei'an was so painful that he couldn't speak. He grabbed He Songyang's shoulder and pinched his nails into the flesh. It hurts so much! It's about to tear it apart...
He Songyang did not show any mercy and continued to insert the massage stick in. He said: What do you say to me? If you don’t do a good job of dilation, you will be asking for bleeding!
The flush on Zhou Wei'an's face faded, and there was a faint whiteness due to the pain. He bit his lips and tried hard to relax his intestines. He could feel that this massage stick was not as thick as He Songyang's genitals, so why couldn't he swallow it today?
In the past few times, He Songyang expanded for him. When he came in, he didn't feel too painful except for a little bit of agitation and discomfort at the beginning. Today, it seemed like he was about to be torn apart!
He really can bleed, like Sheng Hao...
The massage stick went in and pressed it against his intestines. Zhou Wei'an found himself crying, tears mixed with sweat, dripping on his face, dripping along his chin on He Songyang's chest.
He felt some liquid slowly overflowing from behind, and his intestines became smoother
Me, I'm bleeding... Zhou Wei'an grabbed He Songyang's shoulder, remembering Sheng Hao's terrible scene, and was so scared that he trembled.
He Songyang hugged him with gloomy eyebrows: Will you still be lazy next time?
No, no... Zhou Weian shook his head with tears in his eyes. He didn't realize that it was the last time tonight.
good
He Songyang kissed his forehead and pulled out the massager. Zhou Wei'an's thighs were twitching. The massager was dripping on the carpet with some liquid.
He Songyang threw the massager aside, touched Zhou Wei'an's face, and said gently: Don't cry, stupid, this massager will secrete lubricant, do you really think you are bleeding by yourself?
Zhou Wei'an then looked up at him in a daze, stretched out his hand and touched his anus in confusion. The ones on his hands were indeed transparent and sticky lubricant.
Seeing his stupid look, He Songyang felt soft and hugged the person and kissed him on the sofa: Silly thing, if you don’t have a good enema next time, I will poke you with a thicker one!
Um... Zhou Wei'an was so kissed that he couldn't speak. He hugged He Songyang's neck and his legs were spread apart. He Songyang untied his belt and stabbed him in with his genitals.
This is indeed much thicker than the stick just now, and it is hot and hot, making Zhou Weian shiver constantly. Her ankle was grabbed by He Songyang and pulled it high, and it was placed on He Songyang's strong waist.
He Songyang started to move slowly, Zhou Wei'an's mouth was filled with a delicate moan that he could not tell, his intestines were poked open inch by inch, and the sensitive point was hit.
He was dizzy, and there seemed to be countless fireworks exploding in front of him. His body was rising and falling with the waves of lust. He could only climb He Songyang's shoulder tightly, so that the other person's body temperature could make him feel at ease.
Maybe because he knew this was his last close contact, He Songyang did a very hard job
The two rolled from the sofa to the carpet. Zhou Wei'an was carried to the bathroom to clean it, and was inserted into the inside and cummed again. When everything was over, he was so tired that he couldn't even move a finger.
He lay on He Songyang's bed, feeling drowsy, half-closed his eyes in a daze, and heard that He Songyang was calling: Hello Auntie, I am Xiao He you met last time... Yes, Zhou Wei'an slept at my house today...
Then He Songyang got on the bed, he hugged Zhou Wei'an and turned off the bedside lamp.
He Songyang's arms were extremely warm, and Zhou Wei'an felt a wet and gentle kiss on his forehead
Go to sleep, I've called your mom
Zhou Weian slowly closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank into the darkness
He Songyang slept with a very satisfied sleep. When he woke up, Zhou Wei'an was sitting on the bed, staring out the window in a daze.
Seeing that it seemed early, He Songyang planned to sleep for a while. He reached out and put his hand around Zhou Wei'an's waist and dragged the man into his arms: Why did he wake up? Sleep for a while
Zhou Wei'an obediently nestled in his arms, and saw He Songyang closing his eyes and quiet for a while. He slowly said: Mr. He, our transaction has ended.
He Songyang was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes and saw Zhou Wei'an's calm eyes.
He Songyang was immediately unable to hold back his face. Not to mention the wrong time and place, shouldn’t we keep warm at this time?
Besides, he thought that Zhou Weian would not take the initiative to mention this matter if he didn't mention it.
It's right that the transaction ended, but he ate the taste from this pathological relationship, at least he doesn't want to let go at all now.
I, I'm leaving. Zhou Wei'an said, withdraw from his arms, sit up and put on his clothes.
He Songyang half-supported his body and blurted out: I'll give you another money...
Zhou Wei settled down and looked back at He Songyang. His expression was a little hurt. He said: I, my family is very poor, but Mr. He, I, I don’t need this money...
He Songyang grabbed his hair irritably: I know, what I mean...I don't want to insult you with money...
I'm not gay, Mr. He Zhou Weian seemed to understand what he meant, grabbed the collar and said in a low voice.
He Songyang was stunned. He opened his eyes slightly and looked at Zhou Wei'an in surprise.
He found it funny, what does Zhou Wei'an mean?
Do you think you like him?
Don't joke, he just thinks this person is worth playing. Where can I find a second toy with such a well-behaved and caring toy?
He Songyang thought this way, his lips moved and said: So what if he is homosexual? I just want to play with you again. Besides, you still want to like girls like this?
Zhou Weian seemed to be stinged by his words, and a painful expression appeared on his face. His voice trembled: Yes, it will turn into this, is it my fault?
His eyes were a little red, but he didn't shed tears.
Zhou Wei'an stood up and said: Mr. He, let's take a step back. So far, we will still live our own lives as if we never knew each other.
He Songyang was a little angry when he heard this. He sat up: Don’t know him? How could he not know him?
He reached out and grabbed Zhou Wei'an's wrist and pulled off his pajama strap. He was wearing He Songyang's pajamas, which was loose and only a strap tied. After pulling it off, the whole dress slid down his body, revealing his body covered with blue and purple marks.
Your body has become like this, why do we pretend not to recognize each other?
He Songyang sarcastically picked the corner of his lips and reached out to pinch Zhou Wei'an's nipples. Just as he touched it, Zhou Wei'an gasped sensitively, and his body turned pink.
He Songyang said: Do you still want to fuck a woman like this?
Zhou Wei'an's pupils tightened, and he raised his hand suddenly and slapped He Songyang in the face.
A crisp sound made both of them stunned
He Songyang's face was beaten to the side. He opened his eyes incredibly and looked at Zhou Wei'an in surprise.
Zhou Weian was also frightened by the tingling sensation from his palm. What did he do?
He actually slapped He Songyang in the face!
Me, I... He was so scared that he couldn't speak.
He Songyang touched his face, and the face was tingling. From childhood to adulthood, even his father had never slapped him in the face.
Zhou Wei'an's action completely angered him. He let go of Zhou Wei'an's hand and sneered: Very good, very good, Zhou Wei'an, you have a future
Zhou Wei'an couldn't say anything apologized. He clenched his fist, bit his lower lip, and stood there stiffly, motionless
He Songyang looked at him with a sinister look, and the muscles on his cheeks were twitching, as if trying to restrain his anger: Why are you still standing? Don’t you want to leave? Let’s go!
Zhou Wei'an grabbed his clothes and walked out. He grabbed the door handle of the bedroom and suddenly stopped.
He Songyang was originally full of anger, but he stopped because of his actions. He thought vaguely, as long as he regrets and comes back to apologize, I will forgive him.
Zhou Wei'an turned his head and looked at him
He Songyang swallowed unnaturally, his voice hoarse: Why don’t you leave?
Zhou Wei'an exhaled and said: Sheng Hao, did you... rape him?
He Songyang never expected that Zhou Wei'an was still asking such a question at this time
He completely understood that this person didn't want to stay by his side at all, and couldn't help but sneer with a sarcastic sneer on his face: Haha, it's not my turn to call a few people in person, and press him in an alley for gang rape for one night.
Zhou Wei'an's eyes showed a light of surprise and suspicion. He seemed to be unable to believe that such a crazy thing was done by He Songyang. However, Hu Xian's previous incident and the faint pain in his body told him that there was nothing that He Songyang dared not do. Isn't he a living example?
Who is He Songyang? His background is so deep, can you, Zhou Wei'an, get involved?
He, He Songyang, Zhou Wei'an showed disappointment and resentment on his face. He called He Songyang's full name for the first time, you, you are a devil!
He said this, opened the door and ran out and the bedroom door was thrown up, making a loud bang
He Songyang sat on the bed, motionless, for a while, and showed a bad smile, but this smile was filled with bitterness that had never been seen before.
Am I a devil? Who did that stupid thing for...
He sat in the shadow of the sun, and his anger filled his body and mind. He felt unwilling to give up. For the first time, he broke so many cases for a person, and for the first time, he scratched his heart and lungs for a person. He thought about it day and night, and used all his tenderness and consideration, but that person did not appreciate it at all!
He grabbed the pillow on the bed and smashed it hard at the wall!
The vase placed on the shelf was hit and smashed to the ground with a bang
He gritted his teeth and breathed heavily, and broken words overflowed between his lips and teeth: Zhou Wei'an... Zhou Wei'an, do you think you can run away like this?
He sneered: I want to give you nowhere to escape!
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