Soft grinding hard foam

Lin Xiaoyuan likes to hear Zhuang Shihuai making cat-like soft sounds during sex.

He likes all the contrasts and cuteness in this man.

Cold and indifferent during the day, at night after falling asleep under the quilt, he keeps getting into his arms; he is obviously taciturn and strong in business, but he is very good in private, likes to put his hands on his knees, and stares at himself with his neck up ; Let him refuse to do anything, not to refuse in any way.

Especially on the bed, any posture is suitable, the waist becomes soft when pressed, the face is like peach blossoms, the eyes are like spring water, the whole body exudes a nice lemon fragrance, and she will groan.

Every time he called her, her legs pinched her butt, Lin Xiaoyuan's scalp tingled with excitement, and she wished she could ascend to heaven immediately.

Thinking of such a high-mountain flower being pushed open and closed by him like this, and posing in a pose that no one else could have imagined, he felt that he was already the happiest man in the world.

This strange sense of satisfaction took root in his heart, and it grew wildly like a weed for more than ten years, slowly turning into a morbid possessive desire.

His elder brother Zaoni is so beautiful, every frown and smile is shocking, he doesn't want others to spy on him, he can't even take a look, anyone who thinks about it should be dragged out Lingchi.

It's best to lock Zhuang Shihuai at home forever, and it will always belong to him alone, and only he can touch it forever.

When Zhuang Shihuai woke up leisurely, he found that he was blindfolded, tied to the head of the bed with his wrists raised above his head, completely naked except for a pair of underwear.

He felt a "thump" in his heart, turned his wrist and found that it was a ribbon, it didn't hurt, but he couldn't break it away.

His forehead hurts intermittently. He remembered that at the company's annual meeting yesterday, a group of people were too drunk and swayed over to persuade them to drink. Two of them kept leaning on him, yelling Zhuang Always away for so long, let us really miss.

They are all regular customers of the company, Zhuang Shihuai didn't want to make things difficult for Lin Xiaoyuan by making them lose face, after all he is now in charge.

So he smiled and drank the wine.

But there are some people who don't know how to look at their faces, and if there is one, there will be two. Zhuang Shihuai was poured five or six cups at once, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his eyes were blurry, he only remembered Lin Xiaoyuan coming down from the second floor with a livid face, and grabbed him , I have no impression of what happened next.

Zhuang Shihuai rubbed the sheets with his feet, and touched the bed board that was trapped on him. He felt a little strange, and he panicked.

It stands to reason that if the last person he saw was Lin Xiaoyuan, he would wake up wrapped in a quilt on a big warm bed at home, and the second idiot might still be sitting by the bed with a bowl of porridge to feed him, how could it be like this? In this way, only the hum of the wind from the central air conditioner is silent.

When vision is blocked, the acuity of other senses will be infinitely magnified.

Someone has entered the house.

Even though the man walked lightly, Zhuang Shihuai could still hear the sound of his clothes rubbing as he walked, as well as an unfamiliar scent of perfume - strange ebony agarwood.

The man walked to the head of the bed and didn't move for a long time, but the oppressive feeling on his body was hard to ignore. He seemed to be inspecting and inspecting his own products.

Zhuang Shihuai quickly filtered through his head all the related households who had had festivals and contacts with him, but he couldn't think of anyone who liked to use ebony agarwood.

He didn't move, and neither did Zhuang Shihuai.

After a long time, the man's hand suddenly squeezed Zhuang Shihuai's chin fiercely, and Zhuang Shihuai trembled.

The man was wearing cold leather gloves, and the way he touched his face was indifferent and rough, not at all similar to his little boy, a sense of despair slowly overflowed from Zhuang Shihuai's heart.

"Which one?" He tried to keep his voice as flat as possible, relax his body, and use all his negotiating skills to bluff so that he didn't look so nervous.

The other party still ignored her, but slowly sat down beside the bed.

A large piece of the mattress collapsed in an instant, feeling a heat source approaching, and he was still naked and exposed to the sight of others, Zhuang Shihuai instinctively arched his insteps, his body stiffened.

Suddenly, the ebony fragrance overwhelmed him, followed by his earlobe wet—the man actually put his ear in his mouth and began to lick it.

Zhuang Shihuai was so stimulated that he almost snorted.

He turned his head, blocked the madness with his arms and dodged, and was shocked.

But the man didn't intend to let him go at all, his wet tongue licked down along the base of the ear, and finally stopped at a hollow on the side of his neck and took a bite.

Both sensitive parts were poked, Zhuang Shihuai desperately bit the root of his tongue, not allowing himself to react.

The man chuckled, held his knees and squeezed his whole body between his legs, rubbing his fingers up from his knees on his thighs, and rubbing under him through the outline of the cotton cloth. Zhuang Shihuai couldn't avoid it , finally arched his body, trembling slightly, his porcelain white skin glowed with a magnificent color, which echoed his hair color.

"Get out!" He gritted his teeth.

The lower body had a slight tendency to raise his head, the little thing wanted to jump out of his pants vigorously, Zhuang Shihuai was angry and anxious.

A man is a sensory animal. Once a developed body is touched, it is easy to react. This makes him inexplicably afraid. He doesn't understand why this body can accept the man opposite him faster than his self-awareness.

What's more frightening is that this man stuck too close to him, pushing his crotch twice deliberately, Zhuang Shihuai obviously felt that he had an erection, and it was as hard as a rock.

The horn of war is blowing, and he doesn't want to give in, at least not so easily.

He clamped his legs tightly and bit his lower lip, feeling the smell of blood spreading from his mouth.

The pain really distracted his attention. Just as he was about to take another bite, his lower jaw was suddenly held, and the cold leather glove stroked his bleeding lips, gently rubbing them.

Zhuang Shihuai was stunned for half a second, he actually felt a trace of familiar tenderness.

He has always had the habit of biting his lips. In the past, when he was thinking about a problem, he would often gnaw with his teeth unconsciously. Sometimes he didn’t even know he was bleeding. He let go.

Before Zhuang Shihuai had time to doubt, the man suddenly kissed him, pushed his lips and teeth away, and nimbly got his tongue in to lick his inner wall.

When the lips and teeth exchanged, the familiar smell couldn't escape.

All the strength in Zhuang Shihuai's body relaxed as if he had been drained suddenly, and he lay still and obediently let him kiss him, but the blindfold was a little wet.

He felt that he was worthless, because he was really scared.

The man's kiss went from stormy plundering to gentle wind and drizzle moistening things silently, and finally pressed Zhuang Shihuai, and finally sighed leisurely as if accepting his fate, took off his gloves, pressed it against his ear and said in a low voice: "Brother is disobedient, should you?" Should it be punished?"

Brother: Come, it’s not a man if you don’t come.

In the next chapter, there will be a series of warnings about Dirtytalk.