Beast

The moment Pero entered the door, Cuenca hadn't reacted yet.He was lying in bed, and seemed to have entered the prelude.

Fukang's bed is very big, so it should be no problem to add two more people.

The girl Perrault introduced was the first to spot him and smiled at him.

Pero waved his hand to signal them not to worry about themselves, and stood on the opposite side of the bed, looking at Kunka who stretched his limbs comfortably.Kunka is really big and round, and the soft mattress has sunk a lot under his pressure.

The four women cooperated tacitly, each riding on his body, kissing his unshaven cheeks while helping him unbutton his clothes.The other person helped to loosen the belt, rubbing a part of the crotch while loosening it.

Another person took out the cover and chose a flavor.

The last person whispered something in his ear, which made him laugh out loud, and slapped the other person's round butt.

Perot observed their faces carefully. Unfortunately, they were all chosen by himself, and none of them were unfamiliar faces.

But this good news did not make him happy. On the contrary, Pero suddenly regretted rejecting Mario's offer. You see that Cuenca is so well-placed, so Pero should also catch up.

After all, how could Cuenca really take Perot seriously.A person's taste is difficult to change, and so is his temper.Cuenca has been flirtatious all his life, maybe he can get hard after eating abalone, how can Pero simply think that he likes him because he is hard on him.

If you like it, why wait eight years.

But even if the reason is clear, Perot still can't restrain the depression in his heart.

During these days, he had fantasized about what would happen if Cuenca really belonged to him alone—he didn’t care whether he could immediately adapt to the switch of sexual roles, but Cuenca was indeed worthy of liking.

His good looks are different from Perrault's. It is a rough, brutal, and even a little reckless beauty.Perot likes such a person standing by his side, otherwise he wouldn't fall in love with the lover at a glance.

He also liked Cuenca's voice, which was hoarse and deep, as if the voice had been damaged by tobacco and alcohol, and there was always a magic that attracted Perot's attention.

Every time Perrault saw him kill, every time he heard him laugh before killing, that nonchalant, unafraid voice from the depths of his throat—Perrault would be relieved by it, and be able to tell himself, It's okay, everything will be fine, Cuenca can laugh, and that thing will never come to an end.

Cuenca is attractive, it attracts not only women, of course there are also men, it is a sense of security that people yearn for and rely on.

Sometimes he knew that Kunka might make things worse, but he would also be emotional because Kunka was always standing in front of him like a mountain.

Kunka can satisfy people's need for protection, so when he opens his arms, others will naturally cuddle up to him.His chest is so thick and hard, as long as he gathers his arms and pats himself on the back, saying rest assured, even lies can come true.

But unfortunately, his arms are too big to be filled with just one person, so he needs to hug many people.And when he became familiar with the scent and temperature of this person, he looked for the next target like a hunter.

Perot didn't like this.

But he doesn't like other people's hands on his chest now.

He watched the zipper of Cuenka's trousers being unzipped, watched the bulging bag ready to come out, and heard the comfortable low panting from Cuenka's throat, and the tense muscles of his arms, holding the fragrant ball Meat.

Perhaps it was Cuenca's embarrassing performance that night that made Perot feel that he really had a glimmer of hope to get close to him, so that now he feels a sense of humiliation that his things have been touched by others.

So he pulled hard over the chair by the table and slammed it hard on the floor opposite the bed.Then he lit a cigarette and sat on it majestically.

He believed that this knock was enough to attract Kunka's attention.

Kunka did notice it, and when he heard the sound, he immediately glanced vigilantly across the bed, and then the intoxicated expression disappeared from his face, and he straightened up quickly.

He looked Perot up and down, puzzled - "What are you doing?"

"I'm here to observe and learn," Perot said, pulling the glass cylinder to flick the ashes. "I haven't tried four people. I want to see how you operate."

Speaking of which, Pero smiled and motioned for Cuenca to continue.

But how does Cuenca continue? This is different from masturbating in public.Even if he was a good brother who went to whoring together, he never played in the same room with others.

He's a very private person—of course it's okay for him to cum in the nude—but at least in this respect, he believes that people should have their own space.

"You...how can I continue if you look at me like this," Kunka wiped his face, and even couldn't help pulling the quilt to cover the chicken drumstick mushroom that had just magically transformed, "Otherwise, when you can play, I will Is it okay to be on the sidelines? I'm really not used to others watching me do it."

"Don't be so troublesome," Perot frowned, and said impatiently - "Why are you so coy, what's there to be ashamed of, and you don't have anything on your body that I haven't seen before."

"It's not a question of whether to be twitchy or not, it's—" Cuenka retorted halfway and then stopped. Seeing Perot's firm expression, he knew that the other party had made up his mind.

So Kunka hesitated for a moment, and tried to lie down again.The woman surrounded him again and continued the previous operation.Those who should be touched, those who should be kissed, those who should be licked, and those who should be wearing condoms have already--

No, Cuenca can't do it.

I don't know if it's okay if someone looks at it, but tell him the truth after the work is done, and his shame will pass away after a while.But now it is clearly stated that he is broadcasting live, which makes him unable to overcome the hurdle in his heart.

Perot can be aggressive, but he doesn't know what the hell is wrong with him. What's there to observe, this is fucking animal instinct.

And he does it with a man and a group of women, can that routine be the same as Perot doing it with a man and a group of men?What can this learn?

Perrault was taking revenge on him, and Cuenca knew it.It is estimated that although the little quarrel was stopped in time, but Perot was only openly dissatisfied, so it was hard to find him.

It's okay for Perot, don't like him and don't make it easy for him, don't let him fuck him and don't give him fuck others, what the hell is this, this is a psychopath.Perot must have been single for so long that his soul was distorted.

Kunka gave in, and asked probingly—"How about...you come up together? This way I won't be so embarrassed, and I can... teach you by hand."

However, Perot firmly refused.

"How can I come up," Perot said, "You are playing one against four now, and I will be one against two when I go up. I know how to do 3P, and you don't need to teach it."

Cuenca gritted her teeth.

Since Perot intends to make trouble for him, that's okay, then he won't be hot-faced and cold-ass.He just closed his eyes, explored the way with his hands, and figured out the future.

But the wish is good, but the reality is too skinny.Whether he closed his eyes or opened them, he couldn't fool his brain.

He even felt that Saga needed to help him very much at this time. If Saga brought him some ice, maybe the situation would improve.

So when one of them was holding his penis and was about to put the little hat on, Cuenca grabbed her hand, pushed them away and sat up completely.

Cuenca gave up struggling.

He asked them all to go out, then moved a few times, and sat on the edge of the bed.

His Coprinus still held its head high, but he didn't bother to cover it anymore.Since you embarrass me, I will embarrass you too. Let's embarrass each other and see who can't stand it first.

"Tell me, what do you want?" Kunka also touched the cigarette case next to him, lit a cigarette, and exhaled, "If you feel uncomfortable because of my quarrel with you, then I will apologize to you Apologies. It's my fault I didn't take the initiative to tell you I went to see Saga, I—"

"I don't blame you for that, it has nothing to do with it." Perot put out his cigarette and sat up straight.

This made Kunka unable to understand. He stared carefully at Perot's expression, but unfortunately, he really didn't know where he had offended Perot.

"You can just talk straight. If you don't think about how to say it, you can give me half an hour first, and I will count on you, okay?" Little Kunka, "I'm already like this, why don't we wait until I have a shot?"

Perot couldn't laugh or cry.

He originally just wanted to make the other party uncomfortable, but it was obvious that Kunka's face was much thicker than him, and he was distracted, but he just spread his legs apart, exposing his giant mushroom without shame.

But who did Cuenca think he was facing? This was Pu Saiwan Perot, one person could hold up half the sky.If he was going to lose to Kunka at this time, he couldn't spare himself.

Since Cuenca was able to let him go out and someone else came in to have a blast, Perrault no longer gave in and stood up from his chair.

To be honest, Kunka said those words just out of anger, he just hoped that Perot would not compete with him at this time, not to mention that he really did not and absolutely could not betray Perot as a partner.

So when Pero walked in front of him, shook his head and smiled helplessly, Cuenca didn't even understand the meaning of the smile.

But what Perot did in the next second - Cuenca swears that he will never forget it in his life.

I saw Pero walking between Cuenka's crotch, so close that his legs would touch Cuenka's fungus.He stared at Cuenka's face condescendingly, with an expression as if he wanted to castrate Cuenka.

Then, he said a shocking sentence - "I'll help you out, do you want?"

Cuenca didn't answer.

It's not because he doesn't want it, but because he hasn't recovered from it at all.

He was stunned by this sentence for a moment, and his heart seemed to be directly grabbed by someone.He thought he heard it wrong, did he use ice just now?Used cocaine?Or used heroin?

He was hallucinating that Perrault was probably not in front of him at all, he was just in his dream, enjoying the pleasure and orgasm that mixed drugs brought him.

After Perot finished speaking, without waiting for his reaction, he knelt down slowly on his own.

He seldom gives oral sex, after all, he prefers to be the one who enjoys it.Of course he knew the pleasure of sitting in a chair and watching the other party serve him. The dual stimulation of sight and touch would soon send the body and soul to the top.

But when he became the one serving others, the first thing that came to his heart was a sense of strangeness, followed by surging tension and uneasiness.

His heartbeat was not at all slower than that of Cuenca's, and his hands even trembled a little before touching the other's penis.

The sense of disobedience of having sex with a friend he has known for many years is suddenly intertwined with the possessive desire for Cuenca, and the surging and complicated emotions make it difficult for him to breathe.

He jerked slightly twice, looking at the bulging veins all over his cock.His nose smelled the smell of Kunka, and his ears buzzed.

He wanted to suck it in, he had to admit.The thought made him anxious, but it also made him excited.

He knew that if he thought about it for a while, he would regret his current decision—he was destroying the pure colleague relationship between himself and Cuenka, and he also let his desires be nakedly exposed in front of the other party.

He is ashamed.

So he can't think about it, at least he can't think about it carefully. The only thing he needs to do is to finish this matter as soon as possible.

So he leaned closer to the penis, stuck out his tongue and licked away the juicy juice overflowing from Huoyan.

Kunka finally came back to his senses at this time, he grabbed Perot's shoulder, pulled it away a little, and said - "Perot... are you sure?"

Perrault didn't look at him, and didn't speak.Of course he wasn't sure, that's why he pushed the matter to an irreversible situation first.Then no matter what the result is, he will not make any assumptions.

He unbuttoned his neckline, grabbed Kunka's hand holding his shoulder and pushed it in, then opened his mouth, and took the glans head into his mouth without hesitation.

Cuenca couldn't describe the feeling at that moment, he felt that it was possible for him to wither or ejaculate immediately.After all, even in his sexual fantasies, there has never been such a scene.

Perot's head was shaking between his crotch, and the fragrance of his body came out one after another with the movement, making Kunka's vision blurred, and the blood boiled faster.The tightness and warmth of the mouth made the pleasure rippling like waves, gathering under the lower abdomen bit by bit.

Perot was actually giving him oral sex. This thought passed through his mind several times before Cuenca really accepted the reality.

And after accepting it, things became easier.

Cuenca unbuttoned Perrault's shirt even more, allowing his hands to touch his chest and nipples.He really wanted to control his strength, but as soon as his fingers touched the raised point, he couldn't help but twist it.

A slight groan came from Perot's throat, and his brows could be seen frowning from top to bottom.

Cuenca really fucking likes Perrault like this, just like he likes to dirty clean things, like to make people cry and beg for mercy, like people to kneel at his feet and let him let him go with tears-this Satisfying Kunka's desire to conquer, he can awaken more power from it.

So his fingers increased the pinching force, and the other hand clasped the back of Perot's head.

Perot's breathing became heavier, and the veins on his forehead popped.The pain made him sweat a little, but he was also more excited by the pain.

He freed one hand to fumble for his belt, and frantically untied his belt while sucking and sucking Kunka's penis.

He was hard, too hard.The torment of the nipples made him feel the pleasure of being controlled by Cuenca, and when Cuenca grabbed the back of his head and suddenly forced him to swallow the penis deep in his throat-the huge discomfort not only did not make him limp Going down, it made him so excited that he whimpered.

Cuenca's penis was covered with his saliva, and the blood vessels became more swollen with the wet friction.The scorching breath sprayed on the lower abdomen, making Perot's head dizzy and unable to think of anything.

So his panting got worse, and his swallowing speeded up, he greedily sucked up Huoyan's lewd fluid, wishing he could scrape it all into his stomach.

His panties were already wet with Huoyan's cum, and he hastily released his cock, flicking it fast.

He never thought that oral sex could bring so much pleasure, and now he only hopes that the pleasure can be a little bit more, that Cuenca can be a little harder, pulling his hair or pinching his body, so that he can feel it The desire to see Cuenca flourish along with him, let him know how much Cuenca wants him.

He will change for this desire, even if it is a field he has never set foot in.

Cuenca ripped off his shirt completely, and when the penis was about to come out, Cuenca suddenly grabbed Perrault's neck and forced him to spit it out.

Perrault knew Cuenca was worried about coming in, but he didn't mind.He wanted to have a taste of the other party unparalleled, and the rationality that was scattered by lust did not allow him to brake at this juncture.

So he disregarded Kunka's obstruction, and took the penis into his mouth again, pushing it to the mouth of his throat.

He sucked hysterically until Cuenca tensed his muscles and clasped his shoulders firmly.

The cock bounced and jerked in his mouth, and the ejaculation sprayed down the throat in a steady stream.And Perot's masturbation also reached the limit, he didn't spit out his penis, but thought about the smell of the other's semen, and sent himself to an orgasm.

But before he had time to do so, Kunka recovered from the aftertaste.

This time he pushed Perot completely away, pulled Perot up from the ground, rolled over and pressed him onto the bed.

In the next second, he was biting Perot's neck and chest like a wild beast, tearing off Perot's hand involuntarily, holding the other's penis that hadn't softened, and quickly fiddled with him instead.

His teeth left marks on the opponent's skin, and even sucked out the bright red gore.Pain was spreading from the nerve endings. Pero clenched his teeth and hugged Cuenka's back. He inserted his fingers into the other's hair and bit Cuenka's neck.

The moment of ejaculation came suddenly, Perrault only had time to let out a muffled growl, and his mind went blank. The pleasure was like the arrow feathers of a bow, shooting from the abdomen to the limbs, to the brain, to every pore, and then let the sweat Overflow more smoothly.

Cuenca held the cock tightly until the ejaculation was over.Then he straightened himself up, grabbed Perot's chin and twisted it around, finally kissing the other's mouth.

His mouth smelled of smoke and alcohol, and he captured the city in Perot's mouth.He sucked Perot's tongue fiercely, swallowed the other's saliva, and then brushed the edges of the teeth and gums, so that the tongue tie was painful.

They still involuntarily passed this step. Desire is like a devil. No matter how long it is trapped, there will be a day when it will break free from the chain.

And now the roaring desire clearly tells Pero that he likes Cuenca so much that he doesn't want others to touch him, so much that he wants this embrace to only fit him, so much that he likes Cuenca no matter what happened before , can only belong to oneself in the future.

Otherwise, he will kill.