Raise birds when the forest grows

A powerful force pulled into the door and fell into a warm and reliable embrace.

Lin Wurong raised his head slightly and saw Feng Jian's deep eyes.

The soft lips are glued together, barely able to fit a silver needle.

The teeth touch lightly from time to time, and the lingering tip of the tongue is like a cheerful fish in a clear spring, playing and swimming away, overlapping each other head to tail, exchanging each other's pleasure.

Different from the gentleness of the previous few days, Feng Jian's kiss was a little impatient and urgent, as if he was afraid that someone would back down, so he could only use unbroken intimacy to confirm his importance in the other party's heart.

Lin Wurong forgot to breathe again.

Feng Jian hugged too tightly, kissed too deeply, the liquid secreted from his mouth was sucked by the other party, and some of it was fed back, so that he couldn't take care of other things, he just wanted to melt all he got into his body, share It's not clear which ones are his and which ones are his.

Several minutes later, Feng Jian reluctantly let go of Lin Wurong, who was fascinated by the kiss, and said with a long sigh: "I have been worried for as long as you have been standing at the door. I am afraid that you have any worries, so turn around Go downstairs. Fortunately, in the end you decided to come in."

"Ah! Did you see that?"

"Well, I've been watching you since you rushed in from the gate of the community. When I found you hesitating in front of the door, my heart immediately hung in the air. Don't scare me like this next time. I'm old, so I don't need to be scared."

Lin Wurong laughed, "You're only 30, how old are you?"

Feng Jian didn't talk to him, and dragged him to the table to prepare for dinner.

There are steaming six dishes and one soup on the table, and the amount of each serving is not small.

"It seems a bit much, right?" Lin Wurong said.

Feng Jian leaned close to his ear and kissed Bai Nen's earlobe, and said with a smirk, "If you feed you, you can feed me!"

The place where he kissed was slightly red, Lin Wurong coughed in embarrassment, pointed to the light blue candle on the table, and asked knowingly, "A gift from a friend again?"

Feng Jian said calmly, "No, it's a candlelight dinner specially prepared by me!"

There were a lot of leftovers and half-burned candles left on the dining table in the living room, and two figures overlapped in the bedroom.

Lin Wurong was lying on the bed with his eyes half-closed, his lips were watery, too bright red.

The shirt on his body has been completely unbuttoned and pulled to the elbows, revealing a thin collarbone and a flat chest.

I thought that Feng Jian would let go of his lips and kiss his ears or shoulders, but he didn't expect to stop at the throat.

The Adam's apple was licked by the tip of the tongue, and pushed hard a few times. The slight suffocation feeling was a strange world for Lin Wurong.

He didn't dare to move easily, Feng Jian was biting his throat with his teeth in a measured manner, much like the posture of a beast when it supplements its prey.

Thinking of what Feng Jian said just before kissing him - I will swallow you whole, Lin Wurong became inexplicably excited.

13 Eat dry and wipe clean ([-])

Hearing Lin Wurong's breathing became heavier, Feng Jian let go of his neck in satisfaction and moved to his rising and falling chest.

The two poor little breasts didn't get much attention last time, but they got compensation this time.

Feng Jian bit one side, fiddled with his tongue a few times and felt that it became much bigger.

Sucking the areola into his mouth together, Feng Jian pulled it up viciously, and at the same time pushed the erected nipples into the areola with the tip of his tongue.

Sure enough, the up and down hedging made Lin Wurong puff up his chest in an instant, wanting more stimulation, and let out an unbearable moan from his mouth, like a kitten being bullied.

On the other side, the milk granules that stood up automatically were clamped by two fingers, twirling left and right regardless, and plucking from time to time.

When it swelled even more, the entire palm was covered, and the heat from the cage made the areola burst into several fine particles.

The surrounding skin was rubbed vigorously, and the milk particles were pressed against the slightly wet palm, making the rubbing even more helpless, and he could only obediently emit waves of pleasure, teasing the master's lust.

Playing with the two little guys until they were red and swollen, Feng Jian came back and kissed Lin Wurong lightly.

At this moment, Lin Wurong's eyes were already scattered, and he opened his mouth helplessly, accepting his lips and tongue.

"Ugh..."

The swollen little Lin fell into Feng Jian's hands, and Lin Wurong couldn't make a sound, so he could only kick his legs.

The thin outer layer of skin can't cover the protruding mushroom head. When the fingertips slide over the red top, the stimulating feeling makes Lin Wurong both uncomfortable and enjoyable.

Because he still remembered the magic that this person used to perform, Xiao Xiaolin soon shed tears of joy, and it was more convenient for him to move his palms lightly and heavily.

As Xiao Xiaolin grew up, more clear liquid flowed out from the small eyes, dripped down Feng Jian's hands, wet the seminal vesicles, and quietly approached the chrysanthemum intersection.

"The reaction is great, the lubricant can be saved." Feng Jian showed Lin Wurong his wet and sticky palms, but before he could reply, he sucked the milk on his chest again.

"Heh...heh...Feng Jian..."

Lin Wurong panted and called his name softly.

It was just a foreplay, and he felt a fire burning in his body, roasting him so that there was no insensitivity in his body.

Feng Jian is the gust of wind that fuels the fire. With a little tricks, the flames are raised to a height of three feet, and they are about to become a prairie fire.

Hearing him call his name, Feng Jian looked up and admired his infatuated eyes, squeezed a big lump of lubricant on his fingers, knelt between Lin Wurong's legs, and said softly: "Relax, I'll help you expand .”

Lin Wurong couldn't use his brain to think, so he naturally obeyed, relaxed his body obediently, and let his fingers go in.

Fingers gently caressing every wrinkle, Judao quickly adapted to the feeling of holding a foreign object, sucking the slender fingers to express more desire.

Lin Wurong noticed that Feng Jian deliberately avoided the most sensitive part, and slipped past the edge several times, causing great expectations and disappointment every time. The emptiness turned into desire, arousing revenge, and biting his fingers. .

Lin Wurong called Feng Jian's name flatteringly, and that tone sounded like a child begging for a hug.

Feng Jian smiled lowly, knowing his thoughts but ignored him.

Soon a third finger was added, and Lin Wurong frowned from time to time.

The degree of opening of the chrysanthemum opening is about the same as the thickness of the massage stick, and it will feel uncomfortable if it is any bigger.

Feeling his reaction carefully, Feng Jian lowered his head and swallowed Xiao Lin who was a little weak.

Lin Wurong had never tasted this feeling.

Xiao Xiaolin was pinched in the warm and humid small space, the soft mouth wall was still tightening, as if he wanted to press the congested part back to its original shape.

The hard and soft tongue quickly licked the mushroom head, and the tip of the tongue even tried to stick in from the small eye.

That part is more sensitive and fragile than other places, even if it is lightly brushed, it will have a strong feeling, how can it stand such obscene play?

"Ah... ah, Feng Jian... um... so comfortable... Feng Jian... um..."

Lin Wurong finally couldn't hold back the pleasure, twisted the bed sheet with his hands, straightened his waist while moaning, and instinctively cooperated with the movements of Feng Jian's mouth, enjoying the first oral sex in his life.

He responded fiercely to please Feng Jian, he worked harder on his mouth, and opened his palms that were deep in the chrysanthemum path.

The staying power of "virgin" is always pitifully weak.

Being sucked and bitten by Feng Jian, Xiao Xiaolin soon began to tremble, even the muscles on the inside of his thighs tensed and trembled.

Feng Jian held the two seminal vesicles with his other hand, rubbed them vigorously, and at the same time retracted his cheeks and inhaled vigorously. Xiao Xiaolin was cornered and completely surrendered.

"what……"

Lin Wurong felt as if his entire soul had spewed out from his eyes, and his uncontrollable voice was filled with tears.

Xiao Xiaolin twitched several times in Feng Jian's mouth before slowly regaining his composure.

Lin Wurong was panting violently, watching Feng Jian with blurred vision as he spit the liquid from his mouth onto the towel beside the bed, Ju Daoli's hand also retreated.

There will be a refractory period after one ejaculation.

Feng Jian naturally has the means to shorten this time significantly.

But he didn't want to burden Lin Wurong too much, so he knelt beside his head, pointed to the half-hard little Feng Jian and said, "Do you want to say hello to it?"

Lin Wurong hummed softly, opened his mouth and sucked Xiao Feng Jian in.

His movements were jerky, but his expression was very serious. Thinking back to the feelings just now, he tried every means to please Xiao Feng Jian.

Feng Jian lowered his head and smiled comfortably when he saw his cheeks being pushed up from time to time.

14 Eat dry and wipe clean ([-])

The flexible tip of the tongue slid over the small eyes, and then fell into the thin groove next to the mushroom head.

There is his sensitive zone, and it really belongs to Feng Jian.

The breathing from the top of his head gradually became unstable, and Lin Wurong was extremely happy.

When his teeth accidentally hit the mushroom head, Feng Jian snorted, pulled little Feng Jian out of his mouth, and kissed him.

"I want to fuck you!"

The ambiguous words were overbearing, and Lin Wurong's hands and feet were weak, and he replied "come in" in a daze.

Relying on the temperature of the chrysanthemum, the jelly lubricant turned into water, making the chrysanthemum very slippery.

Feng Jian put a pillow under Lin Wurong's waist and asked him to hold his separated legs. At the same time, he tried the softness of the chrysanthemum with his fingers again, and then slowly sent Xiao Feng Jian who was wearing a coat. go in.

Although Feng Jian had made sufficient preparations, when Xiao Feng Jian entered the Judaokou, Lin Wurong still gasped in pain, and Xiao Lin, who was half stiff, withered because of this.

The length of Xiao Feng Jian is not exaggerated, but the width is particularly amazing, especially the bulging mushroom head is about the same size as a duck egg.

Feng Jian backed out after entering a little bit, and then went in a little more, repeatedly opening the hole in this way, helping Lin Wurong adapt quickly.

When the thickest part passes through, the entire hole is smooth and flat, and there is no trace of wrinkle.

Lin Wurong frowned, opened his mouth wide and sucked in air desperately, trying to relieve the soreness and weird hotness between his buttocks.

Half of little Feng Jian was still outside the body, and Lin Wurong was sweating a lot. It didn't feel good for Feng Jian to be held tightly by him, so he ruthlessly rushed in.

"what!"

There was a cry in Lin Wurong's voice, this time he really wanted to cry.

He sort of understood why Feng Jian said last time that he would be injured. With the help of lubricants and condoms, Xiao Feng Jian had such a hard time getting in. If he came directly, he would die of pain.

Feng Jian stayed motionless in his body, stimulating Xiao Xiaolin and other areas with his hands and mouth in a pattern.

Seeing Xiao Xiaolin started to grow bigger again, shedding pitiful tears, Feng Jian was relieved and started to twitch slowly.

Lin Wurong's chrysanthemum was tight and warm, and his muscles twitched voluntarily, biting his heart so hard that his heart would melt, but he resisted too much force.

Hearing the intermittent groans in his ears, Feng Jian leaned down and hugged Lin Wurong, his bare chests pressed tightly together.

Although Xiao Feng Jian can't go to the deepest place in this posture, it can bring Lin Wurong a strong sense of security.

After a while of being so tepid, Lin Wurong fully adapted to Xiao Feng Jian's coming in and out, and even twisted his waist involuntarily.

Knowing that the time had come, Feng Jian straightened his upper body, clasped his waist with both hands, and deliberately attacked the most sensitive part of him.

When pulling out Xiao Feng Jian, his speed was extremely slow, enjoying the oppressive feeling of every wrinkle entangled one after another to keep him back.

When it was re-inserted, it was very fast. Before the chrysanthemum path could be closed, it was captured again, and then hit a small specific area heavily.

The fast and slow changes made Lin Wurong unable to predict how fierce and intense the next stimulation would be, so he could only twist his body helplessly, trying to avoid the increasingly unbearable pleasure, the sound of moaning It also changed from deliberately suppressing to being unscrupulous.

"Uh...uh...Feng Jian...be gentle...Ahhh...please...don't...hit there...Feng Jian...please..."

Because of the violent impact, Lin Wurong's body kept going up. If Feng Jian hadn't clasped his waist tightly, Lin Wurong's head would have hit the bed board immediately.

The energetic Xiao Lin stood arrogantly on his lower abdomen, shaking constantly with the movement of his body.

The most violent time touched Lin Wurong's own lower abdomen, and the mucus from the mushroom head touched the skin, pulling out a thin thread of water.

Feng Jian's forceful thrusts made Lin Wurong's whole body weak, and the hands holding his legs were slowly released, and it was difficult for his thighs to maintain a fully open posture.

So Feng Jian lifted him up, put his feet around his waist, changed the angle and continued to stab the chrysanthemum.

Hands without a target hang down to the sides of the body, grasping the sheets in a disorderly manner, trying to gain strength to resist the body that is about to reach the critical point.

But no matter how hard he tried, the numbness still swarmed over.

When Xiao Lin turned bright red and spit out semen jumping and jumping, Lin Wurong's whole body was tense, and the chrysanthemum channel was even convulsed completely out of control.

Even Feng Jian, who was experienced in many battles, couldn't bear such a sharp and powerful contraction, and quickly pushed Xiao Feng Jian out, panting and waiting for Lin Wurong's climax to pass.

Xiao Xiaolin confessed all the accumulated semen and lay down on the lower abdomen again.

At this time, Lin Wurong's body was completely refreshed from the inside to the outside, and Ju Dao was as soft as hair.

Feng Jian picked up the towel on the side, wiped off the semen that he shot on his lower abdomen, then turned him over, supported his waist and rushed into the chrysanthemum again in the backward position.

This posture allows Feng Jian to penetrate the deepest and save the most effort, so he started to contradict like a storm as soon as he entered.

The aftertaste of the orgasm still remained in the body, and the body was in the most sensitive state. Lin Wurong didn't even have a chance to refuse, and he ushered in another wave of ecstasy.

The previous two orgasms exhausted most of his physical strength, and now he is in the back-entry style again. The only strength he has is used to support the raised buttocks, and he can no longer take care of other things.

His upper body was pressed against the bed, and his two breasts had been swollen red and swollen by Feng Jian. Now they are rubbing back and forth with the cotton sheets. After a long time, they did not feel painful, which made Lin Wurong a little unbearable. live.

"Woo... woo... Feng Jian... chest... pain..."

Feng Jian felt that he was in real pain, even the corners of his eyes were red, he quickly picked him up from the bed, and sat on his back with his back.

15 Eat dry and wipe clean ([-])

When the posture was changed, Xiao Feng Jian was still inserted into Lin Wurong's body.

With a movement of the body, Lin Wurong felt the thickest part of the mushroom head clinging to the inner wall of the chrysanthemum, and almost sank into the flesh.

The strong numbness made his body tremble uncontrollably, and the exhausted Xiao Lin stood up helplessly again.

He turned his head, found Feng Jian's bright red lips, and kissed them feebly.

Seeing his powerless and helpless appearance, Feng Jian couldn't bear it, so he supported his hip bones, straightened his waist upwards, and rushed to the top dozens of times with an explosive force that ordinary people could not match, and let himself shoot out.

When Xiao Feng Jian ejaculated, he was a little bigger than before. The tightly fitting asshole was hit again, and he frantically moved and sucked Xiao Feng Jian in order to obtain the final happiness.

Xiao Lin in front was also stimulated to climax.

It's a pity that Xiaolin was very tired at this time, the semen didn't come out, but flowed out along the small eyes, and flowed to the roots to wet the seminal vesicles and pubic hair.

When Feng Jian withdrew from his body, Lin Wurong didn't even bother to move a single finger.

Panting heavily, he fell down on the bed all of a sudden, but he couldn't help showing a satisfied smile on his face.

I have been suppressed for so many years, and whenever my desire is high, I can only relieve it by myself, but I can't always vent it to my heart's content.

It's like the thick snow meets the short-term sunlight and melts the surface layer, but forms a hard ice block at the bottom, which cannot be completely melted.

Lin Wurong has never been satisfied from the depths of his soul to every cell like today.

The whole person seemed to be reborn, the ice melted into water, nourishing the body, making the whole body comfortable.

Feng Jian lay beside him, hugged him into his arms, stroked his sweaty temples with his fingers, and asked softly, "Tired?"

Lin Wurong half-closed his eyes, hummed twice, and found a comfortable position to lean on Feng Jian's shoulder.

Feng Jian also had fine sweat on his body, and his skin was slightly cool when he touched it, but Lin Wurong felt as if he could smell the sun, it was so warm and comfortable that his eyelids twitched.

Feng Jian's hands were stroking his hair and back intermittently. Lin Wurong felt more and more sleepy, and soon fell into a dream.

When the body woke up from sleep, Lin Wurong found that the light passing through the curtains was not very sufficient.

Is it still daylight?

His eyes widened as he thought about it.

He was the only one on the bed, and the other half was feeling cold, obviously no one was there long ago.

He wanted to get up, but when he moved, he felt back pain, as tired as after running 1500 meters, and he just wanted to lie still.

There was nothing strange about the place that was repeatedly entered yesterday, even the underwear was already on, obviously Feng Jian cleaned it up.

The most uncomfortable thing is the throat, which hurts like pulling, and it seems that he can cough up blood in a second.

Just as he was stroking his neck, the door was opened from the outside.

Feng Jian walked in with a smile on his face, holding a cup in his hand.

"You're awake."

He sat on the edge of the bed and handed the cup to Lin Wurong.

Lin Wurong felt that he was like an angel who had landed in the world, so he quickly sat up and drank water.

The temperature of the water is a little low, and it is still slightly sweet.

After Lin Wurong finished his drink, Baba looked at Feng Jian.

Feng Jian took the glass and went to the living room to pour another glass.

This time, Lin Wurong was no longer in a hurry, but he still drank to the bottom.

He put down the glass and asked curiously, "Is it honey water?"

The hoarse voice startled him.

"Well, you almost knocked the roof off last night. You must have a sore throat, so I added some honey."

Lin Wurong didn't remember being that crazy at all, but the facts forced him to believe Feng Jian's words.

Thinking that the neighbors on the left and right might have heard his crazy groans, Lin Wurong had the urge to move.

"Why do you get up so early? It's not even dawn."

"Hehe, where is it early? It's almost 10 o'clock. It's raining outside, so it doesn't look bright enough. Turn around and lie down, let me check."

"what to check for?"

Lin Wurong asked and followed suit.

"That biting little hole behind you, of course."

As Feng Jian was talking, he reached out to take off the underwear he had put on last night.

Lin Wurong was taken aback, quickly pressed his hand and said, "Why do you want to check there?"

Feng Jian pulled his hand away, took off his trousers with a strong attitude, and said, "Of course we need to investigate. This determines whether your food these days is porridge or something else."

Lin Wurong was a little shy, but obediently lay down on the bed and lifted his butt.

Feeling Feng Jian's breath on the buttocks, Lin Wurong couldn't help but lift the levator anus, causing Feng Jian to chuckle twice.

"Fortunately, there is only a very small crack. It seems that there is no need to cook porridge specially."

Lin Wurong heard Feng Jian's words, thought that the "inspection" was over, and planned to turn around.

Unexpectedly, before he moved, he felt that Feng Jian pressed his buttocks with his hands, and a damp, hot and dexterous living thing stuck to the opening of the chrysanthemum, and began to lick it carefully.

"what……"

Lin Wurong trembled from the sudden stimulation, and he was cut off by the pain in his throat as soon as he yelled.

"Um...what are you doing...uh...let go!"

Enduring the pain, Lin Wurong spoke tremblingly, and the place behind him that was licked by his tongue was so refreshing that it almost flew into the sky.

Morning erections are easy to get up in the morning, and the chrysanthemum is so comfortable to be licked, and the impulsiveness quickly propped Xiao Lin up.

Feng Jian licked for a few minutes before letting go of Lin Wurong who was about to moan uncontrollably.

When their eyes met again, Feng Jian raised his eyebrows, plucked the high-spirited Xiao Lin with his fingers, and jokingly said: "I only know that saliva has a slight antiseptic effect, but I didn't expect it to have an aphrodisiac effect."

"You...um..."

Lin Wurong was not convinced and wanted to argue, but was confused by Feng Jian's actions.

Feng Jian moved to Lin Wurong's lips, bit his lips lightly, and said with a sigh, "You know? I'm very happy. I get so excited when I touch you."

Lin Wurong's eyes flashed, and he leaned forward to kiss him.

Feng Jian held Xiao Xiaolin, without any skill, he just pulled it tightly and moved it up and down.

When the love was strong, Lin Wurong quickly confessed to him, and the milky white semen made Feng Jian's hands sticky.

16 Dating

Feng Jian let go of the panting Lin Wurong, wiped his hands clean with a towel, kissed his forehead and said, "Wait for me, I'll get you bath water."

Lin Wurong is in a period of fatigue after the release of lust, so he is naturally happy to be served.

In less than 5 minutes, Feng Jian returned to the bedroom and picked Lin Wurong up from the bed in the posture of a princess.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Lin Wurong was startled, struggling to get off the ground.

"Don't move around, take you to take a bath."

"No need, I can go by myself."

Lin Wurong felt that he was an adult man after all, and it was unbearable to be hugged like this.

"I know. But I just want to hold you."

Feng Jian's voice was euphemistic and soft, scratching Lin Wurong's heart like a feather.

He seemed to hide the moonlight from last night in his eyes, which made Lin Wurong inexplicably flustered, but also kind of sweetly satisfied.

So he stopped struggling, put his arms around his neck, and let him carry himself into the bathroom.

After putting Lin Wurong into the bathtub, Feng Jian withdrew in a very gentlemanly manner, went downstairs to fetch his change of clothes, and put them aside.

The jacuzzi makes a low hum, and the directional tumbling water gently beats against the body.

Lin Wurong was so comfortable that he wanted to sleep again.

"Lazy pig, you've soaked the water cold, come out!"

Half an hour later, Feng Jian picked him up from the bathtub and took a towel to wipe him off.

Lin Wurong felt that he was almost hopeless.

Whenever Feng Jian's fingers accidentally touched his skin, it always reminded him of those blushing scenes last night, and he couldn't help wanting more.

He hurriedly took the bath towel in Feng Jian's hand, and stammered, "You...then what, I...do it by myself, you go out."

Feng Jian looked at his flushed cheeks, shrugged indifferently, and left the bathroom.

When he got dressed and came out, Feng Jian was sitting in front of the computer and looking at the webpage.

"What are you watching?" Lin Wurong leaned against him while wiping his hair, "Do you want to watch a movie?"

Feng Jian shook his head, "No. I want to date you."

The last two words seemed to be a magic spell, which made Lin Wurong froze and stared at him.

Feng Jian gently hugged his waist, let him sit on his lap, buried his head in the hollow of his shoulder and took a deep breath.

Lin Wurong has a fresh and natural smell, not a shower gel, but a smell that only people like him can smell.

Feng Jian understood what that meant, his eyes were slightly confused, and he hugged him even tighter with his lips pursed.

"Feng Jian?"

Lin Wurong felt that he was a bit strange. Although he was still as gentle and considerate as before, he seemed to have some strange emotions.

Could it be that he was going to break up with him because he behaved so poorly last night?

Worrying about gains and losses, Lin Wurong actually felt that there was such a possibility.

He hugged Feng Jianhuan's arm in front of his chest with his backhand, looking very nervous.

The two hugged each other for a while, Feng Jian let go of his embrace, and said with a smile, "Is that okay?"

Lin Wurong didn't understand what he was asking: "What, is it okay?"

"Go on a date with me, okay? Or do you want to stay home and do some healthy couples?"

Lin Wurong was amused by his words, and he shook off the wild guesses in his mind and said, "Of course we have a date. What else do you want to do besides watching movies?"

"Hmm...eating? Going shopping?"

Feng Jian asked uncertainly.

"that's it?"

Lin Wurong thought that he had a rich love history, so he would definitely arrange some new programs that he had never heard of, but he didn't expect it to be just an ordinary proposal.

"Don't you like it?"

Feng Jian looked a bit embarrassed, "I... seldom go on dates, do you have any good ideas? Or is there anything you want to do in particular, I'll accompany you."

When Lin Wurong heard his words, his eyes lit up a lot instantly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't hold back and he said, "I like watching movies, eating, and shopping. Let me take a look, what blockbuster movie is released recently?"

Watching Lin Wurong check various movie reviews online, Feng Jian quietly wrapped his arms around his waist and looked at him quietly.

The two went out to eat, shop and watch movies, and they didn't get home until after nine o'clock in the evening.

As soon as he entered the house, Lin Wurong pushed Feng Jian against the wall, put his hands on his shoulders, and kissed him viciously.

Feng Jian almost burst out laughing in secret, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, so he could only obediently lean against the wall and let him "force kiss" himself.

Lin Wurong was still inexperienced, he gnawed and bit Feng Jian's mouth holding his breath, but he was really reluctant to use force, like a big dog licking its owner to seek attention.

In less than 2 minutes, his face was flushed, and when he wanted to give up, Feng Jian hugged him, sucked his lips lightly and heavily, and picked his tongue into the gap between his teeth, sucking the tip of his tongue to seduce him.

After finally letting go of his mouth to catch his breath, Lin Wurong glared at him bitterly, unable to let out the evil energy in his heart.

Fearing that he was impatient, Feng Jian hurriedly said, "I really didn't mean to make you angry. The girl's skirt was caught in two by nails. I just lent her the coat to block it, nothing else at all." mean."

Lin Wurong struggled for a while, but didn't leave his chest. He couldn't help but frowned and said, "That's not what I'm angry with. I also want you to lend your coat to that girl. It's a way of helping others. The problem is that later, she All your friends came to pick her up, but you are still reluctant to leave. Isn’t it just a coat? She insisted on asking you for a phone number after saying that you don’t have to return it several times. Don’t tell me you can’t see the girl’s ulterior motives. In the end, you really gave the phone to someone..."

Halfway through the speech, Lin Wurong fell silent.

Feng Jian's expression became very serious, his eyes were sharp and bright, as if he had seen him thoroughly from head to toe, which made him feel inexplicably humble.

He hated this feeling and automatically looked away.

Feng Jian sighed secretly, softened his eyes, and said softly: "Ah Rong, don't run away, look at me."

Captured by his gentle voice, Lin Wurong turned his gaze back as if possessed.

"This time tonight, plus Yong Yan's time. Tell me, what is it that makes you feel uneasy?"

17 Active mood ([-])

Lin Wurong stared at him blankly, not daring to answer his question at all.

Feng Jian's kindness to himself made him worried.

But he understood that it was not Feng Jian's problem, but his inner demon.

From the very beginning, the perfect man in front of him had been shackled.

Trapped him firmly with tenderness and consideration he had never felt before, making him unable to escape, and unwilling to escape, he just wanted to drown in this sea of ​​tenderness.

Before meeting Feng Jian, he was "poor."

After getting acquainted with Feng Jian, he was "rich as a country".

He fell too fast and fell too deep, before he had time to build a strong psychological defense line, and he couldn't bear the risk of falling into abject poverty again, so he became sensitive and petty.

He didn't dare to speak out about these thoughts, thinking that it would only make him more miserable.

Seeing that Lin Wurong didn't speak, but there was an unconcealable panic in his expression, Feng Jian felt that something in his body seemed to be split.

Lin Wurong is too much like himself many years ago, giving easily without asking for anything in return, but in the end he hurt others and himself.

At the beginning, someone gave him a hand, so he could live to this day.

So, what about Lin Wurong?

Gathering and parting sometimes come to an end, when he really reaches the end, will someone give him a hand?

With pity that he didn't realize, Feng Jian lightly pecked Lin Wurong's white lips, and whispered in his ear: "If you don't want to tell the reason, then tell me, what can I do to make you feel at ease? I don't want you to be so anxious, even if I hold you tightly."

Lin Wurong shrank his shoulders, and the fingers that were pressing on his shoulders slowly tightened, twisting his shirt up.

Feng Jian guessed what he was thinking, opened his mouth and kissed him.

Accepting Feng Jian's deep kiss, Lin Wurong seemed a little eager.

With trembling fingers, he unbuttoned the opponent's shirt one after another.

When the palm touched the muscular chest, Lin Wurong found that Feng Jian's body was very hot, like a winter stove, exuding continuous warmth.

Is it because the person who is about to hug is me that I am so fanatical?

Lin Wurong very much hoped that this was the answer.

With both hands carelessly stroking the other's broad chest, fingertips inadvertently slid over the nipples, feeling that the power of sucking his lips and tongue became stronger in an instant.

So, the fingers clamped the small fleshy spots, imitating his kneading method.

It's a pity that before the breasts are fully erected, the hands are imprisoned behind the back.

Feng Jian let go of his mouth, and his voice was hoarse, "Ah Rong, don't play with fire, it will really hurt you."

Lin Wurong was a little happy, he could easily make Feng Jian no longer maintain a relaxed posture, it seems that he is not unattractive.

He straightened up and rubbed Feng Jian's inner thigh with his swollen little Lin.

Feng Jian smiled helplessly, and pulled him into the bedroom.

He asked Lin Wurong to stand by the bed, while he himself sat on the edge of the bed, and slowly unbuttoned Lin Wurong's outer pants.

A small puddle of water stains had already appeared on the dark underwear, and Xiao Xiaolin was bound by the fabric, looking very pitiful.

Feng Jian tore off his underwear again.

The stiff little Lin immediately popped out, shook slightly, and almost touched the tip of his nose.

Transparent mucus flowed from the small eye and slid towards the heavy seminal vesicle.

Feng Jian took Xiao Xiaolin into his mouth without hesitation, and Lin Wurong immediately whimpered in pain and joy.

He inserted his fingers into Feng Jian's hair, and called Feng Jian's name as if sighing, his eyes became blurred and longing.

Fingers covered with lubricant penetrated into the chrysanthemum opening at the same time, and the extremely enthusiastic flesh quickly melted the gel-like lubricant into water, dripping out from the chrysanthemum opening, sticking Feng Jian's entire hand.

As the frequency of fingers coming in and out gradually increased, the sound of water "噗嗤,噗嗤" continued to come from the chrysanthemum passage.

Feng Jian held Xiao Xiaolin to the deepest point, squeezed the mushroom head with his throat, and licked Xiao Xiaolin back and forth with his tongue.

"Heh...heh...Feng Jian...hurry up...it can't be done...ah..."

Lin Wurong couldn't help shouting, not caring that his voice hadn't recovered yet.

He swung his waist and hips desperately, enjoying Feng Jian's mouth and lips, and finally reached the climax of his dreams at the moment when the anterior gland was slapped hard.

A large amount of semen spurted out from the small eye, and Lin Wurong was trembling all over. If Feng Jian hadn't supported him with all his strength, he would have almost fallen down.

During the continuous ejaculation, Xiao Lin couldn't bear any stimulation, but Feng Jian deliberately tightened his cheeks and sucked vigorously, which actually doubled the length of the orgasm, and the intensity was even more terrifying than ever before.

Lin Wurong couldn't bear such a strong pleasure at all, his originally tall moan was suddenly stuck in his throat, his eyes were wide open, and uncontrollable tears rolled out.

After finally Xiaolin regained his composure, Feng Jian turned his head and spit the semen on the towel, and at the same time put Lin Wurong, who couldn't stand upright, on the bed.

Lin Wurong took a few breaths, watched Feng Jian tore open the condom packaging bag, then straightened up and stepped on Feng Jian consciously.

"Want to sit in?" Feng Jian stroked his back and asked with raised eyebrows.

Lin Wurong pursed his lips and did not speak. He supported Xiao Feng Jian with his backhand, and slowly sank down at the entrance of the chrysanthemum.

Today's expansion time is not as long as yesterday, and Lin Wurong is inexperienced and blindly seeking quickness. When Ju Dao swallowed Xiao Feng Jian completely, he almost bit his lip.

It's too big!

If you hadn't experienced it yourself, just looking at Feng Jian's gentle and elegant appearance, you would never have imagined that Xiao Feng Jian would be so thick after being congested.

Ju Dao was so full by Xiao Feng Jian that it was very difficult for him to shrink.

Lin Wurong tried to twitch up and down, and immediately there was a burning pain behind him, and the corners of his eyes turned red again from the pain.

It's just that these pains and discomforts all come from Feng Jian, and even if he would die from pain, he would be happy with it.

18 Active mood ([-])

Feng Jian kept looking at Lin Wurong's painful expression and did not stop him.

He knew that Lin Wurong was eager to prove something tonight, and he only needed his full cooperation, nothing else.

Therefore, he suppressed his desire to remain still, and used his hands and lips to soothe Lin Wurong's sensitive areas, helping him to adapt as soon as possible.

With great difficulty, Lin Wurong's expression slowed down, he held Feng Jian's shoulder and twisted up and down, the intense friction made both of them gasp.

Feng Jian lowered his head