Withdrawal

Fu Shizhou didn't want to have a relationship with Qiao Luo early, so he confessed his love; he didn't want to be intimate with Qiao Luo too early, so he kissed deeply; now he has the condom that Qiao Luo secretly bought in his pajamas, and he holds a wet body just after taking a shower in his arms. Xiaozhi, he understands that his plans are all in vain.

It was already summer, and Qiao Luo's pajamas changed from fluffy bright yellow pajamas to a vest and big shorts.

His legs are thin and straight, and he chose a large loose version of his shorts for comfort. Fu Shizhou reached in from the trouser legs and stroked up, and he was able to touch Qiao Luo's little butt along the / leg / root.

Qiao Luo was taken aback by his touch, but he was very honest and said tirelessly: "You are not allowed to touch."

Fu Shizhou put one arm around Qiao Luo's waist, rubbed his soft buttocks/flesh twice with the other hand, then withdrew his hand and took out the condom: "Don't let me touch you, buy this secretly?"

Qiao Luo blushed instantly, and after they got home, Fu Shizhou kissed him in the car for a while, and then he forgot about buying this thing.

Now that I see it, I think about it, but Qiao Luo wants to pretend nothing happened: "You are my boyfriend, you can touch it, but I didn't buy this."

Fu Shizhou threw the cover on the bed, pinched Qiao Luo's waist, hugged him and sat on his lap, and said, "Yes, I paid for it, so I bought it."

The two sat facing each other, Qiao Luo crossed his legs and straddled Fu Shizhou, his calves knelt/on the/bed/, and the heels of his legs were against Fu Shizhou's waist.

Fu Shizhou's home clothes are a set of real silk, the fabric is light and soft, and it can't cover the reaction under his body.

At such a close distance, Qiao Luo almost immediately felt a sharp contrast with the softness of his buttocks... a very hard touch.

This was the first time that Fu Shizhou explicitly expressed his desire/desire to him, Qiao Luo twisted a little uneasy, and soon Fu Shizhou pressed the back of his head to himself, and then kissed him.

Starting from the lips, it slid to his earlobe, and after teasing his small earlobe twice, he said: "This thing comes in different sizes, you bought the wrong one."

Qiao Luo was kissed so softly in Fu Shizhou's arms. After hearing this, she was so ashamed that she smoked, buried her face in Fu Shizhou's neck, and asked softly, "Then what should I do?"

Fu Shizhou took Qiao Luo's hand and fumbled in the pocket of his pajamas, and found a small square plastic bag and a small bottle.

Qiao Luo's hand shrank uncomfortably, Fu Shizhou let him go, took out the things by himself, kissed the corner of Qiao Luo's lips and explained, "You bought it on your birthday."

Qiao Luo was stunned for a moment, then parted the slit of her lips stupidly, said "ah" shortly, and Fu Shizhou blocked the final sound back into her mouth.

They kissed again, but this time Fu Shizhou's hand came up from the hem of his small vest, and the warm palm slid up against Qiao Luo's delicate waist, sticking to him who once blushed and said to Fu Shizhou, "Touch and see." " position, rubbed the bump with fingertips, and kneaded it into a bulging meat ball.

Qiao Luo is very sensitive, every touch by Fu Shizhou can make him tremble slightly, the clothes of the two of them are still intact, just being rubbed back and forth against the skin for a while, he has already been panted by Fu Shizhou, and his voice is fascinated Muddy as if containing water.

When he was stroked by Fu Shizhou and took off his shorts and vest, the light gray underwear had already set up a very high tent, and the wet piece of fabric was darker than other places, and his two thin legs twisted unconsciously Twice, looking at Fu Shizhou pitifully.

Fu Shizhou put his hand on it and rubbed it. Qiao Luo almost couldn't help letting out a few tiny groans, calling him like a cat meowing: "Brother Zhouzhou, don't bully me."

There was a bit of grievance in the voice, but also a bit of anticipation and unconscious tension.

Fu Shizhou was about to be behaved by him. He hugged him, kissed and kissed, coaxed and coaxed, and then reached in from the edge of his underwear, helped him twice, and then grabbed the edges on both sides and pulled down. Qiao Luo's most secret location was easily exposed.

Qiao Luo was very white, like the white soaked in milk, and the place under the underwear that hadn't seen the sun all year round was even more snow white, and there was a very light colored thing propped between her legs.

This kind of shame that was completely exposed made Qiao Luo close his eyes tightly. Fu Shizhou rubbed the tip of his buttocks and made a little red pinch mark on his snow-white buttocks. Qiao Luo hummed unconsciously and stretched out his hand Touching Fu Shizhou's hand, he looked very flattering, Fu Shizhou broke his legs and pressed against him, kissed Qiao Luo's long and curved eyelashes, and coaxed him: "Good boy, Qiaoer, don't be afraid."

Qiao Luo's voice was very soft, as if soaked in water, with a little youthful lust, and said delicately: "You can be gentle."

Qiao Luo's body was extremely flexible, and when Fu Shizhou opened his legs, he could hold them still, and let Fu Shizhou play with them.

Fu Shizhou said "Okay", and slowly pushed his fingers in with lubricating liquid, but Qiao Luo immediately bowed his waist and said softly, "It hurts..."

Fu Shizhou's fingers stopped after only sending one knuckle in. He leaned down to kiss and lick the sensitive soft flesh of his inner thigh, and waited for Qiao Luo to relax a little before he tentatively sent in a little more. Breathe in again immediately.

It still hurts.

Fu Shizhou was so hard that he was going to explode, but Qiao Luo was in pain.

So Fu Shizhou couldn't bear it, and withdrew the few fingers he had just sent in, hugged Qiao Luo, bit and kissed his collarbone and the red dots on his chest, and finally kissed his lips, grinding lightly, and said: " It hurts next time."

"But I want...with yours." Qiao Luo refused, rubbing Fu Shizhou's leg, and said intermittently between kisses: "You are so dear... kiss me a few times, it won't hurt...it won't hurt anymore .”

He was so pitiful, but Fu Shizhou didn't want to let him go.

Fu Shizhou kissed Qiao Luo again for a while, and he hardened the place that was a little soft just now, Fu Shizhou hugged Qiao Luo into a kneeling position, hugged him to the pillow, his waist collapsed, and his buttocks were raised , expose yourself completely.

The kneeling posture made Qiao Luo more obedient, and there were traces of being grabbed and played with by Fu Shizhou just now on the snow-white buttocks. The owner will also pant carefully.

Fu Shizhou was breathing heavily. He kissed Qiao Luo's lovely waist from behind, and coaxed, "Hey, let me take it easy. Just bear with me."

Then he opened the buttocks to reveal the small opening he tried to enter just now, squeezed a lot of lubricating fluid on his fingers, rubbed along the entrance for a while, and then tried to send it in again.

Qiao Luo began to tremble again, but this time he didn't complain of pain. After Fu Shizhou put a finger in and rubbed it for a while, he suddenly began to sob softly.

He was pressed to that point, and the kind of fast change that he had never experienced before surged up densely. Qiao Luo's waist softened, he lost his strength, and his whole body began to slide down.

The first time is always a bit difficult, and Qiao Luo is too sensitive. At the end of the expansion, Fu Shizhou's fingers can easily go in and out of him, and Qiao Luo can't kneel anymore. Still thinking about kneeling up, bowing his waist and moving, his small mouth opened and closed in front of Fu Shizhou's eyes according to his movements. Qiao Luo didn't know the scenery behind him, and said softly and crying: "I can't kneel." Living……"

Fu Shizhou leaned against him and began to send him in. He pressed his waist to pick him up a little bit, and pressed his chest against Qiao Luo's back. He kissed Qiao Luo's side cheek and said, "Then don't kneel."

Qiao Luo tilted his head and looked for Fu Shizhou's lips. Tears had covered his face, and he said in a nasal voice, "I don't feel pain anymore..."

Fu Shizhou only sent half of it in, and when Qiao Luo finished speaking, he rushed in.

Completely wrapped, hot and tight, the long-term endurance was released a little bit, Fu Shizhou felt that his scalp was numb, and only gave Qiao Luo a short time to adapt before starting to move. He seemed very gentle, and the rhythm was not in a hurry , moving slowly, but fiercely, because each hit was very hard.

Qiao Luo could bear it at first, but when Fu Shizhou slowly sped up a little bit and crushed it according to the point he found during the expansion, he couldn't do it anymore, and immediately started moaning and calling "brother" stickyly, He was smashed to pieces by Fu Shizhou before he could utter a complete cry.

Qiao Luo is really sensitive, to what extent?

It was only after he got used to the feeling of being entered that Fu Shizhou bumped into his sensitive points a few times, and his thin legs that were pressed between Fu Shizhou's legs fluttered, unconsciously let out an unbearable moan, and arched Hidden away from Fu Shizhou's angle, the front rubbed against the bed sheet to draw wet marks, his whole body was trembling, and tears were crackling.

Fu Shizhou begged him for a while like a storm, Qiao Luo patted the bed with his calves, making a lot of noise, Fu Shizhou slowed down, wanting Qiao Luo to bend down to tease Qiao Luo: "Be quiet, Grandpa is here."

"You're bullying me." Qiao Luo cried so that the corners of his eyes were red, and he was pressed on the bed with his face sideways. There was a white Qiao Luo on the dark bed sheet. There were red marks on the body of the fair Qiao Luo that were imprinted by Fu Shizhou. , he tilted his head and closed his eyes, with an aggrieved and sticky voice, and asked, "Why did you stop, are you uncomfortable? You can be bullied."

Fu Shizhou was so worn out by him that his blood surged. He grabbed the person and turned over. In the face-to-face posture, he carried Qiao Luo's two thin legs on his shoulders, smeared the lubricating fluid hastily, and sent it in again.

This time he intensified, pulled out a little and immediately sent it in again, the sound of physical collision sounded extraordinarily obscene, not letting go of that point deeply and shallowly, Qiao Luo had no legs to fling, so he grabbed the bed sheet, a pair of slender I scratched my arm on the bed for a while, but couldn't find a point to exert force, so I cried and stretched out my arm to Fu Shizhou: "Hug me."

Fu Shizhou hugged his leg and pressed down, Qiao Luo was so flexible, Fu Shizhou folded him up almost easily, and then he moved fiercely while gently kissing Qiao Luo's lips, just touching the lips At that moment, the tip of Qiao Luo's tongue came over, it was wet and soft, as obediently as his people, he asked for whatever he wanted.

Qiao Luo was so irritated that he couldn't breathe properly. When kissing, he would be suffocated and yelled in a low voice for a while. Fu Shizhou let him go and kissed the corners of his eyebrows and eyes. Qiao Luo slowed down for a while, and suddenly whispered: " husband."

When her husband called out, Qiao Luo felt that Fu Shizhou almost knocked her out of her body.

Then a certain familiar and unfamiliar feeling rushed straight to the top of his head from the place where their limbs were connected. Qiao Luo felt that his mind was blank, and by the time he realized it, his lower abdomen was shaking and wet.

But the intruding thing behind him is still very hard, and the movement still has no tendency to slow down.

He didn't even realize what a hot word he said, he just yelled out when he thought about it, and after the yelling, he had no room for thinking anymore, he couldn't think of anything, and couldn't do anything except bear the attack up.

Fu Shizhou didn't want to make Qiao Luo work too hard. Although it was the weekend, he was really full. A weekend might not be enough for Qiao Luo to rest, not to mention that he had to attend a wedding on Sunday.

He didn't want to take out a little boyfriend who couldn't walk very well, it would make him look like a beast.

Although the current result, he is already a beast.

His little boyfriend didn't have any strength at the moment, he was panting softly on the bed, his eyes were full of tears, his whole body was still slightly pink, some places were much more red than other places, it looked like he had been bullied ruthlessly.

But once people have opened certain floodgates, it is not so easy to close them again.

Fu Shizhou is not a saint, he was easily led astray when facing Qiao Luo.

For example, now, a kid who has not graduated from high school has been wiped out, but there is still a certain desire/desire rising in his heart, wanting to listen to those tired and crooked soft words, which Qiao Luo said when he couldn't help it That sentence.

He kissed Qiao's sweaty forehead and asked, "What did you call me just now?"

Qiao Luo was still breathing lightly, and pushed himself into Fu Shizhou's arms bit by bit. He was extremely tired, his waist was sore and his legs were weak, and he felt that being handled by Fu Shizhou like this once was more tiring than practicing dancing all day long.

He was so dizzy that he didn't understand Fu Shizhou's words, and the tip of his nose arched against Fu Shizhou's warm and sweaty chest, and he gasped at Fu Shizhou in a milky way: "You stink."

Fu Shizhou lifted his little face from his arms, then pinched his chin, and asked fiercely on purpose: "What am I?"

Qiao Luo said fearlessly, "It stinks!"

Fu Shizhou pinched his little chin and kissed him, wrapped his arms around Qiao Luo's slender waist, rubbed his soft buttocks, and said, "Now you also stink."

Childish to death, Qiao Luo "giggled" and laughed, but he didn't have much strength, the smile was sweet and soft, and after laughing for a while, he got tired and crooked and said: "You are so fierce... I have no strength at all."

Fu Shizhou asked resentfully: "Who suspected that I couldn't do it before?"

Qiao Luo immediately pretended to be dead, fearing that Fu Shizhou would have to prove it again, kissed Fu Shizhou's chin flatteringly, and changed the subject, "You take me to take a bath, it's so sticky, it's so uncomfortable."

The sticky stuff was Qiao Luo's own, and Fu Shizhou's was thrown into the trash can.

Fu Shizhou didn't move, because the topic was diverted, but he felt itchy in his heart. He said those two words like a cat meowing. It was too attractive, and he felt that listening to it just once would not be enough.

So he was tense, and sure enough, Qiao Luo quickly clung to him and begged him: "Brother Zhou Zhou, why don't you hug me?"

Fu Shizhou endured for a while, but didn't hold back, and said, "That's not right."

Qiao Luo's wet eyes from crying just now seemed to be full of light. After looking at him for a while, he understood, and said obediently, "Husband."

A fire almost ignited Fu Shizhou again. He felt that he was asking for trouble. He knew that the little boy could not do it again, but he took the initiative to listen to such provocative words.

He picked Qiao Luo up and walked to the bathroom, put a bathtub of water for him to soak in, and said, "I'm going to change the sheets."

Qiao Luo was sore all over. Being soaked in hot water, she was extremely comfortable. She lazily moved her calf twice and splashed the water all over the floor, and said to Fu Shizhou, "Give me my mobile phone."

Fu Shizhou brought it to him and said, "What kind of mobile phone are you playing with in the bath? Be careful not to fall into the water."

Qiao Luo ignored him, opened the calendar on his own, clicked on the "New Agenda" for this day, and entered solemnly: Qiao Luo and Fu Shizhou's bridal chamber wedding night.

Fu Shizhou: "..."

For some reason, he felt a little hot.

Qiao Luo grabbed her mobile phone and felt a little shy after finishing writing.

When he realized that he was soaking in the bathtub naked and Fu Shizhou was still looking at him, he became even more embarrassed: "Why don't you go out, you are not allowed to look at me!"

Fu Shizhou arranged the bath towels for him, went out and brought in his little slippers, and then went to clean up the messy bed in the room.

When my hand touched the bed sheet, I paused, then picked up my mobile phone and wrote a "new schedule": Qiaoer is very sweet, even sweeter than I imagined.