He found that his memory was recovering little by little. It was not that he remembered his missing past, but that he often dreamed of men in his dreams recently. It made people's bloody and strong body without any cloth covering it. He twisted on the white bed, his hands were as if they were being cobbled on the head of the bed. The wheat-colored texture was covered with a layer of shiny sweat. He even saw one of the sweat beads, sliding along the man's protruding sexy Adam's apple, falling to the bulging of his chest, and then, he mischievously swam to the gully between his abdomen, pausing there.
His throat was tight and he wanted to rush up and lick the sweat bead that teased the man. Unexpectedly, the man suddenly whispered, and his hoarse voice ignited the inexplicable evil fire in his body. He found that the man had been looking at him, and his wet eyes were full of begging and grief, as if he was blaming him.
He lowered his head in confusion and found that he was the culprit of letting the man show such a seductive state. His overly slender hands were doing whatever he wanted between the man's crotch, pinched the man's inflated scrotum with one hand, grinding the thin skin with gentle force, and invading the man's soft vagina with three fingers together, digging the wet and hot inner body, teasing the trembling tender flesh. The straightened genitals of the man were held in the dense jungle, holding the urethra hidden in the swollen top, unable to bear the playing and teasing, crying and uneasy, a drop of transparent and sticky liquid condensed at the top of the swollen glans, shaking and sliding, but refused to fall down.
The teardrop made his chest feel uncontrollable. He vaguely smelled the musk smell that belonged to the man at the end of his nose. It was extremely tempting. He swallowed his saliva with difficulty and found that his throat was extremely hard. He strongly longed for the comfort of some Qiongjin's lustful liquid. He stretched out his index finger to dip the thick liquid. He could actually pull out a sticky and lingering transparent silk thread. He was almost crazy and could not resist this invisible seduction. He wanted to grab the man's penis as hard as steel to bite and lick it, but in an instant, his eyes flashed and turned into another scene.
In the dream, the man was like a baby who was just born, without any trace, and always looked like a confusing person and bewitching him. He looked around and found that misty mist was covering the surroundings, looking like a place like a bathroom. The man turned his back to him, and his left hand didn't know what was being despicable in front of him. He was moving up and down, while his right hand was holding a thick black object, buried in the thighs facing him, thrusting hard and quickly. Some transparent honey liquid splashed out from the filled place. The man looked back and looked at him wet, his eyes were full of passion and lust. He almost pounced on him like a hungry wolf, grabbed the man's sturdy buttocks, and rubbed the two pieces of flesh chew fiercely, for fear that the man in front of him would suddenly disappear like a hungry wolf.
The man seemed to be caught off guard by his violent movements. He couldn't hold the black object with his right hand and leaned forward to stick it to the wall without any obstacles. He saw clearly the situation behind the man. Half of the plastic black things entered the man's vagina. It seemed that the intestines should be so wet, because half of the columns exposed outside were already covered with white and transparent mucus. The tight corridor seemed to be unable to hold the slippery things. The black toy was sliding out from the deep hole little by little. He held his breath and stared at the man's lewd and sensational place. Finally, with a pop, the invader was discharged.
His reason was instantly burned, and the hole he had lost the stuffed vagina formed a small red hole. The wrinkles that had been stretched out before were slowly restored to their original shape as the man's sphincter contracted. The tender flesh inside was gradually blocked and covered up. He was panicked, not wanting the beautiful scene to lose the opportunity to be viewed. His sweaty hands instantly grasped the man's honey-colored and elastic buttocks, and tried to spread them to both sides, forcing him to reveal the secret garden of shame in the middle.
The man moaned in a low voice, grabbed his arm, trying to stop his unrestrained movements, he could not resist the strong smell of sexual desire, and wanted to step forward and capture the twitching and contracting honey hole, and search for the sweet and fragrant honey inside, but often the heavens would not make people do what they wished so easily. He suddenly opened his red-skinned eyes, and the white and clean ceiling told him where he was now.
Everything just now is a dream
He moved, feeling a sticky feeling between his thighs for a long time, he was lying there staring at the ceiling without moving suddenly. He resentfully ignored his body and beat the poor hospital bed a few times, panting and closing his eyes.
From then on, he knew that his eyes were terrible when he looked at men
He was straight, naked, full of lust, and even men noticed the uncovered look of rape. Many times he didn't dare to look directly at his eyes. As if he was just looking at his eyes, his heart would be taken away and his body was well-behavedly
At first he did not live in a private ward, but he was not used to being present. The noisy environment made him bored, so he stubbornly asked the man to handle the procedures for transferring the ward for him and moved to a private luxury ward where the price was jaw-dropping for ordinary people. In this way, he had more time to spend with men.
Yes, this is his original intention to transfer the ward
The man is in good health and has been discharged from the hospital for a long time, but he still comes to take care of him every day and prepares some food for him to nourish his body. Sometimes it is too late. He tried to persuade the man to stay overnight. The expensive private ward has a huge space. There is a comfortable single sofa that allows the man to rest for the night. The man doesn't know whether he is afraid of him or what, but always makes excuses to refuse. He said that he would make breakfast and stew for him early in the morning and was not satisfied with his satisfaction. He often felt restless all night, and then he would dream of the beautiful dreams just now. He was guessing that those were not dreams, but real existences in the past.
Whenever a man is busy in the ward, he always sits quietly on the hospital bed, recalling the fragments of desire in his dream, and tearing the clothes of the man in front of him with his eyes. He still remembers the body hidden under ordinary clothes, with beautiful texture, strong and strong, although slightly rough but extremely tough feel. In the dense jungle on his lower abdomen, the heavy pieces of meat should still be soft at this moment. It doesn't matter. As long as he fiddles and licks, he will instantly be congested and straightened, providing him with delicious and sweet secretion liquid.
He deliberately sat cross-legged, so that the swollen and erectile areas could slightly reduce the pressure. Of course, the more ecstasy place was the honey hole deep in the back. He could imagine how wonderful and pleasant it would be if his erection was buried in that hot place.
The man put the cut fruit on a clean plate without saying a word and placed it on the cabinet beside his bed. Usually, the man would bring it directly to him or use a fork to deliver it to his mouth. Today's man talked so little, and he lowered his head throughout the whole process and didn't look at him, but his hands were obviously trembling, and even the plate was almost unsteadily and knocked over.
He suddenly grabbed the man's wrist and was about to turn around and leave the hospital bed.
The man looked at him in shock, his cheeks obviously showed suspicious red marks.
He knew that men should feel their vision. After all, the sensual eyes with extremely penetrating power were too strong and hot, so that men could not even ignore it.
The delicate palm, so white that even the blood vessels are clearly visible, is much more fragile than the wide and thick palm of a man, but he absolutely strongly pulled up the palm and touched his hot and hard crotch.
Can you help me? He asked the man in a low voice, his tone as soft as a silky tone
Well! The man seemed to be burned by something as hard as stone and hot as iron, and his palms trembled, I...
He heard the hesitation in the man's tone and continued to lure him: Are we not lovers? We should have done a lot of this kind of thing...
This is the hospital... The man's eyes flashed, and he glanced at the door that was already closed very tightly from time to time. Another advantage of the private ward is the extreme privacy
His throat was tight and he wanted to rush up and lick the sweat bead that teased the man. Unexpectedly, the man suddenly whispered, and his hoarse voice ignited the inexplicable evil fire in his body. He found that the man had been looking at him, and his wet eyes were full of begging and grief, as if he was blaming him.
He lowered his head in confusion and found that he was the culprit of letting the man show such a seductive state. His overly slender hands were doing whatever he wanted between the man's crotch, pinched the man's inflated scrotum with one hand, grinding the thin skin with gentle force, and invading the man's soft vagina with three fingers together, digging the wet and hot inner body, teasing the trembling tender flesh. The straightened genitals of the man were held in the dense jungle, holding the urethra hidden in the swollen top, unable to bear the playing and teasing, crying and uneasy, a drop of transparent and sticky liquid condensed at the top of the swollen glans, shaking and sliding, but refused to fall down.
The teardrop made his chest feel uncontrollable. He vaguely smelled the musk smell that belonged to the man at the end of his nose. It was extremely tempting. He swallowed his saliva with difficulty and found that his throat was extremely hard. He strongly longed for the comfort of some Qiongjin's lustful liquid. He stretched out his index finger to dip the thick liquid. He could actually pull out a sticky and lingering transparent silk thread. He was almost crazy and could not resist this invisible seduction. He wanted to grab the man's penis as hard as steel to bite and lick it, but in an instant, his eyes flashed and turned into another scene.
In the dream, the man was like a baby who was just born, without any trace, and always looked like a confusing person and bewitching him. He looked around and found that misty mist was covering the surroundings, looking like a place like a bathroom. The man turned his back to him, and his left hand didn't know what was being despicable in front of him. He was moving up and down, while his right hand was holding a thick black object, buried in the thighs facing him, thrusting hard and quickly. Some transparent honey liquid splashed out from the filled place. The man looked back and looked at him wet, his eyes were full of passion and lust. He almost pounced on him like a hungry wolf, grabbed the man's sturdy buttocks, and rubbed the two pieces of flesh chew fiercely, for fear that the man in front of him would suddenly disappear like a hungry wolf.
The man seemed to be caught off guard by his violent movements. He couldn't hold the black object with his right hand and leaned forward to stick it to the wall without any obstacles. He saw clearly the situation behind the man. Half of the plastic black things entered the man's vagina. It seemed that the intestines should be so wet, because half of the columns exposed outside were already covered with white and transparent mucus. The tight corridor seemed to be unable to hold the slippery things. The black toy was sliding out from the deep hole little by little. He held his breath and stared at the man's lewd and sensational place. Finally, with a pop, the invader was discharged.
His reason was instantly burned, and the hole he had lost the stuffed vagina formed a small red hole. The wrinkles that had been stretched out before were slowly restored to their original shape as the man's sphincter contracted. The tender flesh inside was gradually blocked and covered up. He was panicked, not wanting the beautiful scene to lose the opportunity to be viewed. His sweaty hands instantly grasped the man's honey-colored and elastic buttocks, and tried to spread them to both sides, forcing him to reveal the secret garden of shame in the middle.
The man moaned in a low voice, grabbed his arm, trying to stop his unrestrained movements, he could not resist the strong smell of sexual desire, and wanted to step forward and capture the twitching and contracting honey hole, and search for the sweet and fragrant honey inside, but often the heavens would not make people do what they wished so easily. He suddenly opened his red-skinned eyes, and the white and clean ceiling told him where he was now.
Everything just now is a dream
He moved, feeling a sticky feeling between his thighs for a long time, he was lying there staring at the ceiling without moving suddenly. He resentfully ignored his body and beat the poor hospital bed a few times, panting and closing his eyes.
From then on, he knew that his eyes were terrible when he looked at men
He was straight, naked, full of lust, and even men noticed the uncovered look of rape. Many times he didn't dare to look directly at his eyes. As if he was just looking at his eyes, his heart would be taken away and his body was well-behavedly
At first he did not live in a private ward, but he was not used to being present. The noisy environment made him bored, so he stubbornly asked the man to handle the procedures for transferring the ward for him and moved to a private luxury ward where the price was jaw-dropping for ordinary people. In this way, he had more time to spend with men.
Yes, this is his original intention to transfer the ward
The man is in good health and has been discharged from the hospital for a long time, but he still comes to take care of him every day and prepares some food for him to nourish his body. Sometimes it is too late. He tried to persuade the man to stay overnight. The expensive private ward has a huge space. There is a comfortable single sofa that allows the man to rest for the night. The man doesn't know whether he is afraid of him or what, but always makes excuses to refuse. He said that he would make breakfast and stew for him early in the morning and was not satisfied with his satisfaction. He often felt restless all night, and then he would dream of the beautiful dreams just now. He was guessing that those were not dreams, but real existences in the past.
Whenever a man is busy in the ward, he always sits quietly on the hospital bed, recalling the fragments of desire in his dream, and tearing the clothes of the man in front of him with his eyes. He still remembers the body hidden under ordinary clothes, with beautiful texture, strong and strong, although slightly rough but extremely tough feel. In the dense jungle on his lower abdomen, the heavy pieces of meat should still be soft at this moment. It doesn't matter. As long as he fiddles and licks, he will instantly be congested and straightened, providing him with delicious and sweet secretion liquid.
He deliberately sat cross-legged, so that the swollen and erectile areas could slightly reduce the pressure. Of course, the more ecstasy place was the honey hole deep in the back. He could imagine how wonderful and pleasant it would be if his erection was buried in that hot place.
The man put the cut fruit on a clean plate without saying a word and placed it on the cabinet beside his bed. Usually, the man would bring it directly to him or use a fork to deliver it to his mouth. Today's man talked so little, and he lowered his head throughout the whole process and didn't look at him, but his hands were obviously trembling, and even the plate was almost unsteadily and knocked over.
He suddenly grabbed the man's wrist and was about to turn around and leave the hospital bed.
The man looked at him in shock, his cheeks obviously showed suspicious red marks.
He knew that men should feel their vision. After all, the sensual eyes with extremely penetrating power were too strong and hot, so that men could not even ignore it.
The delicate palm, so white that even the blood vessels are clearly visible, is much more fragile than the wide and thick palm of a man, but he absolutely strongly pulled up the palm and touched his hot and hard crotch.
Can you help me? He asked the man in a low voice, his tone as soft as a silky tone
Well! The man seemed to be burned by something as hard as stone and hot as iron, and his palms trembled, I...
He heard the hesitation in the man's tone and continued to lure him: Are we not lovers? We should have done a lot of this kind of thing...
This is the hospital... The man's eyes flashed, and he glanced at the door that was already closed very tightly from time to time. Another advantage of the private ward is the extreme privacy
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