Will there be such a day?
Of course, I have been waiting for that day for a long time. The master smiled and shaved his nose, but first of all, you need to get better as soon as possible. Now you are as bad as a cat rolling out of the thorns. You have to be well prepared and eat yourself fat before you can have the strength to accept my punishment.
The master laughed again: Otherwise, even if I punished me, I would not feel happy.
The ambiguous meaning in the words made him blush, and he felt a slight dizziness spread throughout his body. Ah, master... He murmured.
The owner smiled, leaned close to his ear and lowered his voice, saying: Also, I forgot to tell you that the cookies you made are sweet and delicious, I like them very much.
***************
Time is up! It's time to rest. Qingxiao announced loudly
A Ling held the furniture with his hands and stopped panting. A layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. His cheeks turned red. His shiny eyes still couldn't hide his excitement: Ah, Master, A Ling can practice it for a while, it's really OK!
No, you see your legs trembling. Qingxiao looked at him lovingly, and really loved him. He stood tremblingly like this, and his face showed a healthy blush again, which was much cute than the pale and delicate doll crawling on the ground.
A Ling was a little disappointed and tried his best to persuade him: But A Ling is not tired Ah is much better today than yesterday. If you take a few steps, you will definitely be better!
OK, you are already great, don't be too anxious at first. Although I like you to argue with me, I have the right to speak for your body.
The last sentence made A Ling shut up his mouth and lean softly on Qingxiao, allowing Qingxiao to hold him and sit on the sofa to rest.
Qingxiao took the towel and wiped his sweat. By the way, he sniffed the breath of the towel. The smell of sweat was really nice. Even the faint sweat stains that were invisible seemed to be as good as the masterpiece of an impressionist painter. Because of the hazel mark, it confirmed the unremitting efforts of his lover and his dream of immortality.
You are excellent today He gently printed a kiss on his lover's forehead and smiled, I will reward you well, but this does not mean that the mistakes you have done will be impunity
Feeling A Ling's body suddenly stiff, he laughed: Are you ready?
A Ling stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips, and whispered: Yes, Master
Qingxiao raised his chin, and his sharp eyes seemed to see his heart: OK, listen clearly, I want to slap your butt, I will give you three choices, either the belt is ten, no, five paddles and ten paddles, twenty palms, which one do you choose?
A Ling gave the answer almost without thinking: Palm
But you need to take twenty strokes of your palm?
palm
Well, I will meet your requirements. Qingxiao smiled and sighed greatly. This little slave would not know. The hard work of practicing SM technology in private, and the embarrassing thing he almost drew to the embarrassing thing he had to snatch him a long whip and almost drew himself. The bastard always looked arrogant and disdainful when he taught him skills. He was furious, but when he saw the other party leisurely whip out the candle, the candle was not damaged at all, he had to admit that the bastard was still a little proud capital. Of course, he had to learn that perverted technique, so in summary, the bastard still had nothing to be proud of.
I can't beat that bastard when using those weird tools, but slapping my butt with my palm should be quite confident for Qingxiao, who is a gangster.
********************
A Ling obediently lay on his legs, raised the sunflower tattoo on his left hip immediately caught his eye, making his eyes hurt
Such an ugly sign is a sign of slavery, but even such a barbaric tattoo is still covered with whitewashing Qingxiao and hardly dare to touch it with his hands. The crooked marks hidden by the petals are combined into such embarrassing words.
Ryusuke, Ninja... These scumbags will die a bad death one day
But even if they all died without a burial place, they still couldn't compensate Xiaoyu for the suffering they suffered.
Qingxiao sighed, gently stroked A Ling's buttocks with his big hands, and he felt something was wrong at the tentacles.
I couldn't help but touch it again, and my brain was immediately filled with exclamation marks of all sizes.
how so???
how so!!!
Very...... tender!
So white skin, delicate and smooth, and so tender, is really human skin? Qingxiao couldn't help but open his eyes and see clearly, making sure that there was no hallucination in front of him
I remember Xiaoyu once invited herself to eat authentic Japanese dishes and ordered a guest tofu. Oh, by the way, the Japanese call Lengnu's shiny lacquerware is filled with a pool of clear water, crystal clear ice cubes surrounded by blocks of snow-white tofu, with a small green coriander dotted on it. It was lonely and cold like an illusion, which made Qingxiao unable to bear to put down his chopsticks after watching for a long time.
By the way, it feels like that, soft and greasy, as if it will break with a slight touch
No, it's better than that and so warm and so intimate, Qingxiao can't bear to let go or start
How could it be so tender?
From a medical point of view, the skin on the butt should be the tenderest. As the saying goes: A hot butt, a frozen face. Compared with other exposed parts, the skin on the buttocks should be the most protected.
Those women always try hard to apply cosmetics to their faces, but this only increases metabolism. If they really want to completely improve their skin, they should transplant the skin on their buttocks to their faces.
Of course, this is also the way to look at people like A Ling, although they are often exposed to the air and are subject to some dew, they rarely grind around on the floor chairs like ordinary people, so they have to change to such skin
Qingxiao's mind was inexplicably rotating these messy things. He couldn't let go of it and touched them clockwise, and then touched them in reverse clockwise. After touching them, he forgot what he originally wanted to do.
A Ling waited for a long time, and finally couldn't help it. He turned his face and said softly: Master?
Qingxiao suddenly came to his senses, feeling a little ashamed. He slapped the palm and couldn't control its strength. It fell heavily on A Ling's right buttocks, and A Ling screamed in pain. He grabbed Qingxiao's left arm tightly and was a little panicked. He quickly stroked his head to comfort him.
Looking back, I couldn't help but stare at A Ling's buttocks slowly appearing on his buttocks, and the color gradually deepened. It seemed that the pigment slowly emerged from under the skin with the snow-white skin. At first glance, it looked like strawberry sauce poured on tofu, it was really... delicious
1. Thank you, Master
A Ling's remark reminded Qingxiao that he slapped his palm again. This time he had done it intentionally. He quickly and forcefully hit the same part again. The butt was tight, and the tentacles were soft and smooth. A little slight rebound force pressed against his palm. A slight strange feeling suddenly rushed up from his fingers like a small snake. He sneered into his heart and almost couldn't help but tremble. Is it pleasure? He shook his hands and fists to his lips, pressing the scream that rushed to his throat.
Ah Ling grabbed his arms tighter, his nails clenched Qingxiao's skin, like a kitten's claws
He must end his pain as soon as possible and end this weird game. Kiyoko thought so, spread A Ling's ten fingers apart, pressed A Ling's waist with one hand, and fixed him firmly on his knees. He slapped him onto A Ling's butt, watching the red marks slowly covering his entire buttocks, and his snow-white butt became hot and bright
A Ling started to scream, twisting uneasyly, like moaning or begging, tears flowed down his cheeks
It has to be faster, faster! Qingxiao told himself that he was immersed in the slap process with all his concentration. The painful moan, the twisting of the slap, the wonderful feeling of rebounding under the slap gradually brought him into a strange functional world, making him inexplicably intoxicated that the slap had become rhythmic. The skin on Ah Ling's buttocks seemed to become thinner and hotter from his fingertips. The numbness of the slap was as bright as the afternoon sun was so bright that it made people unable to open their eyes. The tender body of the slave twisted like a snake under his hands, and the evil was so happy that it touched people's hearts
hot
It's hot
Maybe it was the afternoon sun, maybe it was A Ling's hot body, maybe the flame in his heart had been suppressed for too long, and finally he couldn't help but burst out hissing flames. He felt that he was so hot and thirsty.
The flames were running around, and A Ling's moans were becoming more and more attractive. He was hiking into his arms like a kitten, and his body was so hot and so hot.
Never had such a long intimate contact...
Every time he slapped it was like a wild love affair. He chased and kissed his lover's buttocks with his palms, and the sweat of the two intertwined.
Everything is a desire
The naked body, young, soft, warm, completely open to him, let him ask for it
The swaying breath came in from every pore in the body, and it penetrated Wu Nei A Ling suddenly turned sideways, turned his face, and his nose just rubbed against his lower body.
The lower body suddenly swells and the thoughts are obvious
Qingxiao was shocked: How could it be?
Full of desire, he suddenly subsided and asked himself that there was absolutely no abusive complex, but why did he actually...
At this moment, A Ling came up and rubbed his lower body with his nose flatteringly, making itchy
Qingxiao's mind was shocked: It was intentional, he must have done it on purpose!!
The flame that had just been suppressed suddenly made a comeback, coming in full force and irresistible
The sun shines into the house, and the white light is dazzling
Even if Kiyoko closed his eyes, he could feel the shaking light pounding in front of him. He couldn't help but let out a moan: Ah, God! How could he resist such a temptation?
However, A Ling had already come up, his eyes were blurred, and he suddenly stretched out his tongue and licked the sweat on his hands.
One drop, two drops, three drops...
Sweat more and more
The world begins to fade, and desire burns through the sky
No, the sky has long disappeared, that is the fire from hell
The flames licked around, like Ah Ling's warm and flexible tongue
No
No matter
Once a man's lower body catches fire, even God cannot extinguish it.
Qingxiao moaned softly and straightened his waist suddenly
Ah Ling slid down, kneeling between his legs, his lips leaned against his crotch in a completely surrendered manner, and his teeth skillfully pulled off the zipper of his pants.
The slave's mouth is just for... After A Ling's suicide awakened, the miserable face appeared in Qingxiao's mind again, recalling his last trace of reason, and pushing A Ling away with all his strength
A Ling fell to the ground and raised his head because of the slap just now. He was already full of tears on his face, and now he was filled with loss and grievance.
His fragile and helpless eyes were the most lethal weapon. Qingxiao felt soft and sighed unconsciously. A Ling checked his words and expressions, and immediately snuggled over, rubbed Qingxiao's right hand with his face in a pleading manner, like a puppy begging for mercy
He worshipped Qingxiao's executioner with such enthusiasm and awe. He pressed Qingxiao tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to curl up and shrink under Qingxiao's feet
Qingxiao was filled with mixed feelings, stretched out his left hand to stroke his shoulder to comfort A Ling moaned softly, his voice hoarse and low, and his indescribable sexy charm was just touched, his sensitive skin trembled slightly, and his tempting pink faintly appeared, and he looked extremely thirsty.
Qingxiao was slightly stunned, but saw that the desire under A Ling's crotch had already raised his head.
The master discovered his love, A Ling shrank for a moment, looked at Qingxiao timidly, uneasy and longing for
He wants...
He told Qingxiao with his eyes: He is very lonely and scared, and he longs for a warm embrace that will allow him to stay safe for the time being.
He needs a clear affirmation to help him find a little bit of peace of mind
Yes, he needs...
A long time later, when Qingxiao recalled this scene, he still couldn't tell whether it was A Ling's eyes that seduced him, or that he could not control the fire in his heart, the comforting touch gradually changed his nature. His hands seemed to be led by a devil, sliding all the way, and the palm passed by, his beautiful body was soft and boneless, tamely catering to him and let him play with it.
A Ling raised his head, the black hair on his forehead was soaked with tears and sweat, and was messy and stuck to his face, eyes were shining with water, confused and confused, his arms wrapped around his neck like a snake, Qingxiao could no longer control himself, blood was rushing up, and was about to get up, but suddenly lost balance. The two fell on the carpet together.
Of course, I have been waiting for that day for a long time. The master smiled and shaved his nose, but first of all, you need to get better as soon as possible. Now you are as bad as a cat rolling out of the thorns. You have to be well prepared and eat yourself fat before you can have the strength to accept my punishment.
The master laughed again: Otherwise, even if I punished me, I would not feel happy.
The ambiguous meaning in the words made him blush, and he felt a slight dizziness spread throughout his body. Ah, master... He murmured.
The owner smiled, leaned close to his ear and lowered his voice, saying: Also, I forgot to tell you that the cookies you made are sweet and delicious, I like them very much.
***************
Time is up! It's time to rest. Qingxiao announced loudly
A Ling held the furniture with his hands and stopped panting. A layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. His cheeks turned red. His shiny eyes still couldn't hide his excitement: Ah, Master, A Ling can practice it for a while, it's really OK!
No, you see your legs trembling. Qingxiao looked at him lovingly, and really loved him. He stood tremblingly like this, and his face showed a healthy blush again, which was much cute than the pale and delicate doll crawling on the ground.
A Ling was a little disappointed and tried his best to persuade him: But A Ling is not tired Ah is much better today than yesterday. If you take a few steps, you will definitely be better!
OK, you are already great, don't be too anxious at first. Although I like you to argue with me, I have the right to speak for your body.
The last sentence made A Ling shut up his mouth and lean softly on Qingxiao, allowing Qingxiao to hold him and sit on the sofa to rest.
Qingxiao took the towel and wiped his sweat. By the way, he sniffed the breath of the towel. The smell of sweat was really nice. Even the faint sweat stains that were invisible seemed to be as good as the masterpiece of an impressionist painter. Because of the hazel mark, it confirmed the unremitting efforts of his lover and his dream of immortality.
You are excellent today He gently printed a kiss on his lover's forehead and smiled, I will reward you well, but this does not mean that the mistakes you have done will be impunity
Feeling A Ling's body suddenly stiff, he laughed: Are you ready?
A Ling stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips, and whispered: Yes, Master
Qingxiao raised his chin, and his sharp eyes seemed to see his heart: OK, listen clearly, I want to slap your butt, I will give you three choices, either the belt is ten, no, five paddles and ten paddles, twenty palms, which one do you choose?
A Ling gave the answer almost without thinking: Palm
But you need to take twenty strokes of your palm?
palm
Well, I will meet your requirements. Qingxiao smiled and sighed greatly. This little slave would not know. The hard work of practicing SM technology in private, and the embarrassing thing he almost drew to the embarrassing thing he had to snatch him a long whip and almost drew himself. The bastard always looked arrogant and disdainful when he taught him skills. He was furious, but when he saw the other party leisurely whip out the candle, the candle was not damaged at all, he had to admit that the bastard was still a little proud capital. Of course, he had to learn that perverted technique, so in summary, the bastard still had nothing to be proud of.
I can't beat that bastard when using those weird tools, but slapping my butt with my palm should be quite confident for Qingxiao, who is a gangster.
********************
A Ling obediently lay on his legs, raised the sunflower tattoo on his left hip immediately caught his eye, making his eyes hurt
Such an ugly sign is a sign of slavery, but even such a barbaric tattoo is still covered with whitewashing Qingxiao and hardly dare to touch it with his hands. The crooked marks hidden by the petals are combined into such embarrassing words.
Ryusuke, Ninja... These scumbags will die a bad death one day
But even if they all died without a burial place, they still couldn't compensate Xiaoyu for the suffering they suffered.
Qingxiao sighed, gently stroked A Ling's buttocks with his big hands, and he felt something was wrong at the tentacles.
I couldn't help but touch it again, and my brain was immediately filled with exclamation marks of all sizes.
how so???
how so!!!
Very...... tender!
So white skin, delicate and smooth, and so tender, is really human skin? Qingxiao couldn't help but open his eyes and see clearly, making sure that there was no hallucination in front of him
I remember Xiaoyu once invited herself to eat authentic Japanese dishes and ordered a guest tofu. Oh, by the way, the Japanese call Lengnu's shiny lacquerware is filled with a pool of clear water, crystal clear ice cubes surrounded by blocks of snow-white tofu, with a small green coriander dotted on it. It was lonely and cold like an illusion, which made Qingxiao unable to bear to put down his chopsticks after watching for a long time.
By the way, it feels like that, soft and greasy, as if it will break with a slight touch
No, it's better than that and so warm and so intimate, Qingxiao can't bear to let go or start
How could it be so tender?
From a medical point of view, the skin on the butt should be the tenderest. As the saying goes: A hot butt, a frozen face. Compared with other exposed parts, the skin on the buttocks should be the most protected.
Those women always try hard to apply cosmetics to their faces, but this only increases metabolism. If they really want to completely improve their skin, they should transplant the skin on their buttocks to their faces.
Of course, this is also the way to look at people like A Ling, although they are often exposed to the air and are subject to some dew, they rarely grind around on the floor chairs like ordinary people, so they have to change to such skin
Qingxiao's mind was inexplicably rotating these messy things. He couldn't let go of it and touched them clockwise, and then touched them in reverse clockwise. After touching them, he forgot what he originally wanted to do.
A Ling waited for a long time, and finally couldn't help it. He turned his face and said softly: Master?
Qingxiao suddenly came to his senses, feeling a little ashamed. He slapped the palm and couldn't control its strength. It fell heavily on A Ling's right buttocks, and A Ling screamed in pain. He grabbed Qingxiao's left arm tightly and was a little panicked. He quickly stroked his head to comfort him.
Looking back, I couldn't help but stare at A Ling's buttocks slowly appearing on his buttocks, and the color gradually deepened. It seemed that the pigment slowly emerged from under the skin with the snow-white skin. At first glance, it looked like strawberry sauce poured on tofu, it was really... delicious
1. Thank you, Master
A Ling's remark reminded Qingxiao that he slapped his palm again. This time he had done it intentionally. He quickly and forcefully hit the same part again. The butt was tight, and the tentacles were soft and smooth. A little slight rebound force pressed against his palm. A slight strange feeling suddenly rushed up from his fingers like a small snake. He sneered into his heart and almost couldn't help but tremble. Is it pleasure? He shook his hands and fists to his lips, pressing the scream that rushed to his throat.
Ah Ling grabbed his arms tighter, his nails clenched Qingxiao's skin, like a kitten's claws
He must end his pain as soon as possible and end this weird game. Kiyoko thought so, spread A Ling's ten fingers apart, pressed A Ling's waist with one hand, and fixed him firmly on his knees. He slapped him onto A Ling's butt, watching the red marks slowly covering his entire buttocks, and his snow-white butt became hot and bright
A Ling started to scream, twisting uneasyly, like moaning or begging, tears flowed down his cheeks
It has to be faster, faster! Qingxiao told himself that he was immersed in the slap process with all his concentration. The painful moan, the twisting of the slap, the wonderful feeling of rebounding under the slap gradually brought him into a strange functional world, making him inexplicably intoxicated that the slap had become rhythmic. The skin on Ah Ling's buttocks seemed to become thinner and hotter from his fingertips. The numbness of the slap was as bright as the afternoon sun was so bright that it made people unable to open their eyes. The tender body of the slave twisted like a snake under his hands, and the evil was so happy that it touched people's hearts
hot
It's hot
Maybe it was the afternoon sun, maybe it was A Ling's hot body, maybe the flame in his heart had been suppressed for too long, and finally he couldn't help but burst out hissing flames. He felt that he was so hot and thirsty.
The flames were running around, and A Ling's moans were becoming more and more attractive. He was hiking into his arms like a kitten, and his body was so hot and so hot.
Never had such a long intimate contact...
Every time he slapped it was like a wild love affair. He chased and kissed his lover's buttocks with his palms, and the sweat of the two intertwined.
Everything is a desire
The naked body, young, soft, warm, completely open to him, let him ask for it
The swaying breath came in from every pore in the body, and it penetrated Wu Nei A Ling suddenly turned sideways, turned his face, and his nose just rubbed against his lower body.
The lower body suddenly swells and the thoughts are obvious
Qingxiao was shocked: How could it be?
Full of desire, he suddenly subsided and asked himself that there was absolutely no abusive complex, but why did he actually...
At this moment, A Ling came up and rubbed his lower body with his nose flatteringly, making itchy
Qingxiao's mind was shocked: It was intentional, he must have done it on purpose!!
The flame that had just been suppressed suddenly made a comeback, coming in full force and irresistible
The sun shines into the house, and the white light is dazzling
Even if Kiyoko closed his eyes, he could feel the shaking light pounding in front of him. He couldn't help but let out a moan: Ah, God! How could he resist such a temptation?
However, A Ling had already come up, his eyes were blurred, and he suddenly stretched out his tongue and licked the sweat on his hands.
One drop, two drops, three drops...
Sweat more and more
The world begins to fade, and desire burns through the sky
No, the sky has long disappeared, that is the fire from hell
The flames licked around, like Ah Ling's warm and flexible tongue
No
No matter
Once a man's lower body catches fire, even God cannot extinguish it.
Qingxiao moaned softly and straightened his waist suddenly
Ah Ling slid down, kneeling between his legs, his lips leaned against his crotch in a completely surrendered manner, and his teeth skillfully pulled off the zipper of his pants.
The slave's mouth is just for... After A Ling's suicide awakened, the miserable face appeared in Qingxiao's mind again, recalling his last trace of reason, and pushing A Ling away with all his strength
A Ling fell to the ground and raised his head because of the slap just now. He was already full of tears on his face, and now he was filled with loss and grievance.
His fragile and helpless eyes were the most lethal weapon. Qingxiao felt soft and sighed unconsciously. A Ling checked his words and expressions, and immediately snuggled over, rubbed Qingxiao's right hand with his face in a pleading manner, like a puppy begging for mercy
He worshipped Qingxiao's executioner with such enthusiasm and awe. He pressed Qingxiao tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to curl up and shrink under Qingxiao's feet
Qingxiao was filled with mixed feelings, stretched out his left hand to stroke his shoulder to comfort A Ling moaned softly, his voice hoarse and low, and his indescribable sexy charm was just touched, his sensitive skin trembled slightly, and his tempting pink faintly appeared, and he looked extremely thirsty.
Qingxiao was slightly stunned, but saw that the desire under A Ling's crotch had already raised his head.
The master discovered his love, A Ling shrank for a moment, looked at Qingxiao timidly, uneasy and longing for
He wants...
He told Qingxiao with his eyes: He is very lonely and scared, and he longs for a warm embrace that will allow him to stay safe for the time being.
He needs a clear affirmation to help him find a little bit of peace of mind
Yes, he needs...
A long time later, when Qingxiao recalled this scene, he still couldn't tell whether it was A Ling's eyes that seduced him, or that he could not control the fire in his heart, the comforting touch gradually changed his nature. His hands seemed to be led by a devil, sliding all the way, and the palm passed by, his beautiful body was soft and boneless, tamely catering to him and let him play with it.
A Ling raised his head, the black hair on his forehead was soaked with tears and sweat, and was messy and stuck to his face, eyes were shining with water, confused and confused, his arms wrapped around his neck like a snake, Qingxiao could no longer control himself, blood was rushing up, and was about to get up, but suddenly lost balance. The two fell on the carpet together.
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