Zhou Wei'an opened his eyes wide: You, you want to hit me again...
He Songyang knocked his palm with a whip and said helplessly: This is not called striking, this is called interest, do you understand?
Of course Zhou Wei'an didn't understand, and He Songyang was too lazy to explain to him: Kneel down
Zhou Wei'an had to kneel down again, and he begged: You, would you please be gentler?
He Songyang said: I promise not to let you hurt, okay?
Zhou Weian was still hesitating, and suddenly a whip hit his buttocks, and a loud sound was made. Zhou Weian was stunned for a moment, and a red mark appeared on his snow-white skin.
He Songyang curled the corners of his lips: Does it hurt?
Is it painful? It's a little numb, itchy, it feels so strange...
Before Zhou Wei'an recovered, his other half of his butt was whipped. He screamed, and his body suddenly turned red.
Feeling happy? He Songyang raised his eyebrows, Zhou Wei'an gasped in a small mouth, but the bottom was half hard
He Songyang squatted down and approached Zhou Wei'an. Zhou Wei'an was a little scared and his knees retreated, but He Songyang reached out to hold him down.
He Songyang didn't know when he put on gloves. The surface of the gloves was a bit rough and itchy when scratched on the flesh.
Zhou Wei'an's face turned pale: Yes, what should I do?
He Songyang smiled and said: What do you think?
He reached out and touched the pink ball on Zhou Wei'an's left chest. After rubbing it slightly, a small piece of pink soft flesh became hard and stood on the areola.
Zhou Wei'an's face turned red and she shrank her chest and wanted to push He Songyang away: Don't...it's so itchy...
If you are disobedient, I will let you touch me?
He Songyang's eyes darkened, and he held the whip with his other hand and stretched it between Zhou Wei'an's legs. Suddenly, the thing on his legs was touched by the whip, and there was a slight electric current. Zhou Wei'an was so scared that he screamed. He Songyang saw that he was scared and took the whip back
Zhou Wei'an's body was trembling, and the top of the organ that was touched just now was flowing with a trace of clear liquid flowing slimly, He Songyang touched his face and said: It will not be that simple if he doesn't cooperate next time.
Zhou Wei'an's eyes were red, and tears were rolling in his eyes
He Songyang continued to pinch his nipples. The surface of the gloves was rough, making the nipples itchy and uncomfortable.
The pink meat was quickly ground red, and even the other side was clearly not touched, the nipples stood up.
Zhou Wei'an didn't dare to shrink his chest, so he had to straighten his back tremblingly. He was too thin, wrapped in white flesh, and the ribs on his chest could be seen.
Two nipples are brightly decorated with red skin, which looks very delicious
Thinking of this, He Songyang leaned over and stretched out his tongue to lick Zhou Wei'an's nipples. Zhou Wei'an cried and gasped. He lowered his head helplessly and looked at He Songyang's hair: Why... lick here?
He Songyang looked up at him: Why? I feel uncomfortable? I think you enjoy it very much
No... Zhou Wei'an's eyes are red, I, I'm not a girl...
He Songyang said: Who said that only girls can touch their breasts?
He opened his palms and wrapped half of Zhou Wei'an's chest, pinched the soft breast, and rubbed it counterclockwise. Zhou Wei'an couldn't stand it anymore, and his back arched and his mouth opened to breathe. He seemed to want to reach out and push He Songyang's hand away, but he didn't dare to touch it because he was afraid.
He begged: Mr. He... don't... don't rub it anymore...
Seeing his pity, He Songyang said mercifully: Come here, I won’t rub it if you kiss me.
Zhou Wei'an's consciousness was chaotic, and he just wanted to get rid of this terrible feeling as soon as possible. He straightened his back and raised his head to touch He Songyang's lips. However, He Songyang deliberately retreated at this time.
Zhou Wei'an couldn't reach him, so he could only climb forward like a puppy. When he leaned on it, his waist became weak, and he almost threw himself into He Songyang's arms.
He Songyang didn't expect Zhou Wei'an to become like this. He reached out and held the other person's waist, letting Zhou Wei'an press him to the ground, and clumsyly kissed his lips.
Zhou Wei'an's lips were hot, and his kissing skills were completely out of order. He licked He Songyang's lips in a mess.
He Songyang felt itchy when he was licked. He reached out and grabbed the back of Zhou Wei'an's head, and chuckled and said: If this is the case, it will be considered a kiss...
He pushed his tongue directly into Zhou Wei'an's lip. Zhou Wei'an's back stiffened for a moment, and soon he was dizzy when he kissed him, and his whole body became soft.
He Songyang's hand slid down Zhou Wei'an's back and pressed on the other party's buttocks. Zhou Wei'an was confused by the kiss, but he didn't realize that his back door was about to be lost.
Zhou Wei'an was so kissed that he drooled out of the corner of his mouth. He Songyang saw that he looked at him with tears in his eyes and felt lust in his heart. He pulled off his gloves and threw them on the ground. He pulled away Zhou Wei'an's two butts, touched the hot and contracted hole, and slowly pushed himself into it.
Well... This position made Zhou Wei'an swallowing very difficult. He grabbed He Songyang's shoulder and his legs twitched uneasily. No, don't go in...
Good, I haven't even entered yet. He Songyang kissed him and continued to advance without hesitation until he was completely wiped out, both of them sweating.
Very swelling... Zhou Wei'an said in a daze that the anus had been cleaned up, which was even more slippery than last time, and it made He Songyang's soul tremble
He grabbed Zhou Weian's butt and fucked Zhou Weian's lips: You are so born to be fucked by others, why is it so comfortable...
Zhou Weian couldn't hear the vulgar words he said. He was fucked in a daze and ejaculated again in the middle. I don't know how many positions He Songyang changed. After doing it, he couldn't even lift his legs.
So tired... I want to sleep...
He half-closed his eyes, his consciousness slowly dissipated. Suddenly he thought of something and opened his eyes suddenly
No! You can't sleep! You have to go home! Mom, mom is still waiting for him!
Seeing that Zhou Wei'an was sleeping in a daze, He Songyang wiped his body and took a shower himself. Unexpectedly, when he came out of the bathroom, Zhou Wei'an staggered from the bed, grabbed the clothes beside the bed and was about to put them on his body.
He Songyang teased him: What clothes do you wear? I have seen them anyway
Zhou Wei'an did not respond to his jokes, and he said: I, I'm going home
He Songyang stopped laughing immediately and frowned: What are you going home? Tomorrow, it's better to sleep here on weekends.
No, no, Zhou Weian forced the button on his shirt, Mom, Mom is still waiting for me to go back
He Songyang didn't understand what he was anxious about at all, so he walked to the bed and sat down: What's the hurry? I called her and said I was your classmate. You slept at my house today.
Zhou Wei'an's face turned red with anxiety: No, don't hit him! He wanted to stop He Songyang from getting his cell phone, I must go home
He Songyang was also a little angry: Why are you like this? How well-behaved when you were fucked just now? Besides, I slept last week, so what if I slept again this week?
Zhou Wei'an lowered his eyes and said: Mom, mom will worry...
I said you were not weaned or what? Mom is too short, isn’t you a man? He Songyang said, anyway, don’t you want to leave today!
No, no, please, Mr. He, I really want to go home... Zhou Wei'an's eyes were red with anxiety. He grabbed He Songyang's sleeve and begged, "In the transaction, there is only one thing to do... there is no forced to stay, right?"
He Songyang was choked and wanted to get angry and said, "How many people do you know that you are looking forward to being able to sleep in my bed for one night?"
Besides you, who is qualified to stay overnight?
Why are you so ignorant?
But all the words disappeared into the throat with Zhou Wei'an's painful expression
Yes, this guy is not interested at all
He Songyang suddenly exhales his strength. He lays on the bed and says angrily: If you want to get out, get out!
Zhou Wei stood up restlessly. He looked at He Songyang's anger mixed with some disappointment and unwillingness, and felt a little guilty. He whispered: Mr. He... I'm really sorry...
Sorry what?
He Songyang sneered, Zhou Wei'an, are you so kind? Do you think you are so pity when you look at me? Anyway, we are just a deal. After doing it, you can go, I really don't have the right to keep you
Zhou Wei'an couldn't speak. He hesitated for a moment, but turned around and left.
He Songyang heard the sound of closing the door. He stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, suddenly got up and walked to the window, slightly opened the curtains, and saw that under the night, the street lanterns covered Zhou Wei'an's small, blurry shadow.
It's already past nine o'clock, so there shouldn't be a bus back
He Songyang despised himself in his heart, but turned around and pulled up the coat he was hanging, pushed the door open and went out.
Zhou Wei'an got off the western mountain under the hazy street lights, and there was a bus stop at the foot of the mountain. However, he didn't know if the last bus had left, so he could only sit on the bench next to the station and wait.
My body was tired and sore. The road down the mountain just now almost exhausted his physical strength. Every step he took later hurt. He wanted to sleep very much...
Otherwise, just take a look and wait until you get off the bus, there will definitely be movement and you will be able to wake up...
Zhou Wei'an fell asleep with his head tilted. He Songyang's car parked on the opposite side of the road. He quietly looked at the curled figure through the window.
I'm so tired, why do I insist on going home? I really don't understand what this guy is thinking?
You will get sick if you sleep like this. You did it so hard just now, so just wake him up and send him home...
He Songyang fought in his heart for a long time, but finally lost to the pitiful sympathy in his heart. When he was about to drive the car, a bus drove over with lights on.
The driver honked the horn on purpose, and Zhou Wei'an woke up suddenly, rubbed his eyes, and got into the car in a daze.
He Songyang gritted his teeth and pounded the steering wheel
He felt a little unwilling to let go. He drove the car and was behind the bus until Zhou Wei'an got off the bus and turned into an elderly community. He watched Zhou Wei'an's figure gradually leaving his sight, then turned the front of the car and returned to the west mountain.
He Songyang knocked his palm with a whip and said helplessly: This is not called striking, this is called interest, do you understand?
Of course Zhou Wei'an didn't understand, and He Songyang was too lazy to explain to him: Kneel down
Zhou Wei'an had to kneel down again, and he begged: You, would you please be gentler?
He Songyang said: I promise not to let you hurt, okay?
Zhou Weian was still hesitating, and suddenly a whip hit his buttocks, and a loud sound was made. Zhou Weian was stunned for a moment, and a red mark appeared on his snow-white skin.
He Songyang curled the corners of his lips: Does it hurt?
Is it painful? It's a little numb, itchy, it feels so strange...
Before Zhou Wei'an recovered, his other half of his butt was whipped. He screamed, and his body suddenly turned red.
Feeling happy? He Songyang raised his eyebrows, Zhou Wei'an gasped in a small mouth, but the bottom was half hard
He Songyang squatted down and approached Zhou Wei'an. Zhou Wei'an was a little scared and his knees retreated, but He Songyang reached out to hold him down.
He Songyang didn't know when he put on gloves. The surface of the gloves was a bit rough and itchy when scratched on the flesh.
Zhou Wei'an's face turned pale: Yes, what should I do?
He Songyang smiled and said: What do you think?
He reached out and touched the pink ball on Zhou Wei'an's left chest. After rubbing it slightly, a small piece of pink soft flesh became hard and stood on the areola.
Zhou Wei'an's face turned red and she shrank her chest and wanted to push He Songyang away: Don't...it's so itchy...
If you are disobedient, I will let you touch me?
He Songyang's eyes darkened, and he held the whip with his other hand and stretched it between Zhou Wei'an's legs. Suddenly, the thing on his legs was touched by the whip, and there was a slight electric current. Zhou Wei'an was so scared that he screamed. He Songyang saw that he was scared and took the whip back
Zhou Wei'an's body was trembling, and the top of the organ that was touched just now was flowing with a trace of clear liquid flowing slimly, He Songyang touched his face and said: It will not be that simple if he doesn't cooperate next time.
Zhou Wei'an's eyes were red, and tears were rolling in his eyes
He Songyang continued to pinch his nipples. The surface of the gloves was rough, making the nipples itchy and uncomfortable.
The pink meat was quickly ground red, and even the other side was clearly not touched, the nipples stood up.
Zhou Wei'an didn't dare to shrink his chest, so he had to straighten his back tremblingly. He was too thin, wrapped in white flesh, and the ribs on his chest could be seen.
Two nipples are brightly decorated with red skin, which looks very delicious
Thinking of this, He Songyang leaned over and stretched out his tongue to lick Zhou Wei'an's nipples. Zhou Wei'an cried and gasped. He lowered his head helplessly and looked at He Songyang's hair: Why... lick here?
He Songyang looked up at him: Why? I feel uncomfortable? I think you enjoy it very much
No... Zhou Wei'an's eyes are red, I, I'm not a girl...
He Songyang said: Who said that only girls can touch their breasts?
He opened his palms and wrapped half of Zhou Wei'an's chest, pinched the soft breast, and rubbed it counterclockwise. Zhou Wei'an couldn't stand it anymore, and his back arched and his mouth opened to breathe. He seemed to want to reach out and push He Songyang's hand away, but he didn't dare to touch it because he was afraid.
He begged: Mr. He... don't... don't rub it anymore...
Seeing his pity, He Songyang said mercifully: Come here, I won’t rub it if you kiss me.
Zhou Wei'an's consciousness was chaotic, and he just wanted to get rid of this terrible feeling as soon as possible. He straightened his back and raised his head to touch He Songyang's lips. However, He Songyang deliberately retreated at this time.
Zhou Wei'an couldn't reach him, so he could only climb forward like a puppy. When he leaned on it, his waist became weak, and he almost threw himself into He Songyang's arms.
He Songyang didn't expect Zhou Wei'an to become like this. He reached out and held the other person's waist, letting Zhou Wei'an press him to the ground, and clumsyly kissed his lips.
Zhou Wei'an's lips were hot, and his kissing skills were completely out of order. He licked He Songyang's lips in a mess.
He Songyang felt itchy when he was licked. He reached out and grabbed the back of Zhou Wei'an's head, and chuckled and said: If this is the case, it will be considered a kiss...
He pushed his tongue directly into Zhou Wei'an's lip. Zhou Wei'an's back stiffened for a moment, and soon he was dizzy when he kissed him, and his whole body became soft.
He Songyang's hand slid down Zhou Wei'an's back and pressed on the other party's buttocks. Zhou Wei'an was confused by the kiss, but he didn't realize that his back door was about to be lost.
Zhou Wei'an was so kissed that he drooled out of the corner of his mouth. He Songyang saw that he looked at him with tears in his eyes and felt lust in his heart. He pulled off his gloves and threw them on the ground. He pulled away Zhou Wei'an's two butts, touched the hot and contracted hole, and slowly pushed himself into it.
Well... This position made Zhou Wei'an swallowing very difficult. He grabbed He Songyang's shoulder and his legs twitched uneasily. No, don't go in...
Good, I haven't even entered yet. He Songyang kissed him and continued to advance without hesitation until he was completely wiped out, both of them sweating.
Very swelling... Zhou Wei'an said in a daze that the anus had been cleaned up, which was even more slippery than last time, and it made He Songyang's soul tremble
He grabbed Zhou Weian's butt and fucked Zhou Weian's lips: You are so born to be fucked by others, why is it so comfortable...
Zhou Weian couldn't hear the vulgar words he said. He was fucked in a daze and ejaculated again in the middle. I don't know how many positions He Songyang changed. After doing it, he couldn't even lift his legs.
So tired... I want to sleep...
He half-closed his eyes, his consciousness slowly dissipated. Suddenly he thought of something and opened his eyes suddenly
No! You can't sleep! You have to go home! Mom, mom is still waiting for him!
Seeing that Zhou Wei'an was sleeping in a daze, He Songyang wiped his body and took a shower himself. Unexpectedly, when he came out of the bathroom, Zhou Wei'an staggered from the bed, grabbed the clothes beside the bed and was about to put them on his body.
He Songyang teased him: What clothes do you wear? I have seen them anyway
Zhou Wei'an did not respond to his jokes, and he said: I, I'm going home
He Songyang stopped laughing immediately and frowned: What are you going home? Tomorrow, it's better to sleep here on weekends.
No, no, Zhou Weian forced the button on his shirt, Mom, Mom is still waiting for me to go back
He Songyang didn't understand what he was anxious about at all, so he walked to the bed and sat down: What's the hurry? I called her and said I was your classmate. You slept at my house today.
Zhou Wei'an's face turned red with anxiety: No, don't hit him! He wanted to stop He Songyang from getting his cell phone, I must go home
He Songyang was also a little angry: Why are you like this? How well-behaved when you were fucked just now? Besides, I slept last week, so what if I slept again this week?
Zhou Wei'an lowered his eyes and said: Mom, mom will worry...
I said you were not weaned or what? Mom is too short, isn’t you a man? He Songyang said, anyway, don’t you want to leave today!
No, no, please, Mr. He, I really want to go home... Zhou Wei'an's eyes were red with anxiety. He grabbed He Songyang's sleeve and begged, "In the transaction, there is only one thing to do... there is no forced to stay, right?"
He Songyang was choked and wanted to get angry and said, "How many people do you know that you are looking forward to being able to sleep in my bed for one night?"
Besides you, who is qualified to stay overnight?
Why are you so ignorant?
But all the words disappeared into the throat with Zhou Wei'an's painful expression
Yes, this guy is not interested at all
He Songyang suddenly exhales his strength. He lays on the bed and says angrily: If you want to get out, get out!
Zhou Wei stood up restlessly. He looked at He Songyang's anger mixed with some disappointment and unwillingness, and felt a little guilty. He whispered: Mr. He... I'm really sorry...
Sorry what?
He Songyang sneered, Zhou Wei'an, are you so kind? Do you think you are so pity when you look at me? Anyway, we are just a deal. After doing it, you can go, I really don't have the right to keep you
Zhou Wei'an couldn't speak. He hesitated for a moment, but turned around and left.
He Songyang heard the sound of closing the door. He stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, suddenly got up and walked to the window, slightly opened the curtains, and saw that under the night, the street lanterns covered Zhou Wei'an's small, blurry shadow.
It's already past nine o'clock, so there shouldn't be a bus back
He Songyang despised himself in his heart, but turned around and pulled up the coat he was hanging, pushed the door open and went out.
Zhou Wei'an got off the western mountain under the hazy street lights, and there was a bus stop at the foot of the mountain. However, he didn't know if the last bus had left, so he could only sit on the bench next to the station and wait.
My body was tired and sore. The road down the mountain just now almost exhausted his physical strength. Every step he took later hurt. He wanted to sleep very much...
Otherwise, just take a look and wait until you get off the bus, there will definitely be movement and you will be able to wake up...
Zhou Wei'an fell asleep with his head tilted. He Songyang's car parked on the opposite side of the road. He quietly looked at the curled figure through the window.
I'm so tired, why do I insist on going home? I really don't understand what this guy is thinking?
You will get sick if you sleep like this. You did it so hard just now, so just wake him up and send him home...
He Songyang fought in his heart for a long time, but finally lost to the pitiful sympathy in his heart. When he was about to drive the car, a bus drove over with lights on.
The driver honked the horn on purpose, and Zhou Wei'an woke up suddenly, rubbed his eyes, and got into the car in a daze.
He Songyang gritted his teeth and pounded the steering wheel
He felt a little unwilling to let go. He drove the car and was behind the bus until Zhou Wei'an got off the bus and turned into an elderly community. He watched Zhou Wei'an's figure gradually leaving his sight, then turned the front of the car and returned to the west mountain.
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