lip gun

When the noodles with glutinous rice noodles were served, a hot and sour aroma of meat penetrated into the nostrils. Xing Ming lay down on the not-so-clean plastic table, but he didn't fall asleep at all.Someone pushed him, someone called him, he could hear and feel them all.

Not asleep, but don't want to wake up.

Young and frivolous, he strived to win all the way, experienced the ups and downs from great reputation to great ruin, if he still had the style of "everyone is drunk and I am sober", I would be too stunned, foolish and ignorant of the heights of heaven and earth.

Not self-pitying, nor self-defeating, Xing Ming rarely puts his heart at ease, and just wants to be lazy.With eyes closed, in a daze, I suddenly felt that someone hugged him, and hugged him in that special gentle and romantic way, like treating a child or a girl.He is 1.8 meters five, with a well-proportioned physique, and the muscles of his chest and abdomen can be regarded as eye-catching. To be able to hold him so lightly in his arms, the person holding him must have a pair of strong arms, be tall and have strong shoulders.

Xing Ming felt more relaxed and stable than ever before, and he became more and more reluctant to open his eyes. He curled up slightly, found a more comfortable position in that embrace, and really fell asleep.

The strange thing is that although he was extremely tired, he woke up as soon as the back of his head touched the pillow.Xing Ming opened his eyes and saw Yu Zhongye who was getting up from the bed to leave.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to keep him, grabbed the other party's cuff, stared blankly, without saying a word.

Others often think that this person is icy and hard-hearted, not only cold and hard, but also mature and tough beyond his age. They don't know that sometimes, maturity is pretending to be mature, and being strong is pretending to be strong. For example, his motives at this moment are very childish. : Lao Chen and Luo You must not be complacent.

Lao Lin was still waiting outside, Yu Zhongye didn't intend to stay, he frowned slightly in annoyance, raised his hand and pushed Xing Ming away, Xing Ming stuck to it persistently, grabbed Yu Zhongye's palm, and pushed him away. Put your index finger into your mouth.Seemingly sucking with relish for a moment, he sticks out his tongue again, swimming from fingertips to finger roots, licking his fingers wet inch by inch, even the calluses on the palm.

Yu Zhongye's knuckles were slender, and the palms and fingertips were covered with a layer of slightly hard calluses, but the skin on the back of his hands was as delicate as velvet.Xing Ming was simply fascinated by such hands. Like Yu Zhongye himself, he had a sense of beauty that became more and more mature after years of carving.

Yu Zhongye still looked unhappy, and pushed Xing Ming away again.Xing Ming opened his mouth and bit hard like revenge, locked Yu Zhongye's index and middle fingers together with his teeth, stretched his lower jaw wide, and wrapped them with his moist and warm mouth.

Yu Zhongye pressed Xing Ming's tongue with his fingers, and pressed his fingertips deep in his throat.Xu thought it was funny, his fingers moved, inserted and pulled out in Xing Ming's mouth, hitting his palate with a very reminiscent frequency, and messing with his tongue.

With saliva sticking to his hands, Director Yu finally became emotional.

"Teacher," Xing Ming took advantage of the strength of alcohol, "I'll move."

Yu Zhongye didn't speak, as if acquiescing, Xing Ming was about to sit up with his legs open, but Yu Zhongye said: "Back the back."

Too happy not to face the old fox head-on, Xing Ming obediently turned around and knelt on his lap.

The painting on the back has not been washed out, the horse's head is high, the horse's legs are strong, and it is vivid.

Xing Ming lubricated himself, and poked his fingers in lightly. The lubricating fluid was applied too much, and it slid down along the perineum and buttocks, leaving a greasy, shiny waterline on the inner thigh.After sloppy expansion, he supported Yu Zhongye's genitals, aiming the swollen glans head at the flaring anus.Take a deep breath, sit down cautiously——

The hard front will be submerged, and the back muscles are twisted and twisted in pain instantly, and the fierce horse seems to move, ready to come out.

The corridor was invaded by a hard object, and it shrank and tightened uncontrollably. Xing Ming woke up from the pain, and his instinctive reaction was to run away.

But he can't run.Yu Zhongye's hands firmly clamped his waist, holding him down to the end——

"It hurts..." Xing Ming cried out, still trying to struggle, but Yu Zhongye had already sat up, his arms were amazing, he grabbed Xing Ming's buttocks, and lifted him up to exercise on his body.He pressed his hot chest against Xing Ming's cold back, coaxing softly in his ear: "Be good, you'll feel better in a while."

Yu Zhongye held up Xing Ming's buttocks, lifted him up and put him down, released half of his penis, and inserted it again.Xing Ming's whole body was stiff at first, but it softened after a few strokes. The wet and hot vagina secreted lewd fluid, and the genitals buried inside gradually moved forward and backward freely.Yu Zhongye let him move by himself.

Xing Ming stood up, sat down, masturbated, and performed hard. Before the climax came, he couldn't help but whispered, his shoulder blades shrugged, his back muscles tensed suddenly, and then stretched gracefully.

The horse on the back seems to be alive.Yu Zhongye kept watching.

The two of them didn't talk but did it, fighting in silence. During this period, Yu Zhongye's cell phone rang several times, kept ringing, and kept ringing until the other party seemed to confirm that there was no one answering, and then they completely misfired.

Xing Ming was already exhausted when the genitals in his body were fully released, thinking that Luo You's birthday party should be over by now, so he allowed himself to go limp.Yu Zhongye held Xing Ming's sweaty back and let him lie on his body. Xing Ming then leaned against Yu Zhongye's chest sideways, and used his semen-stained fingers to trace the outline of his chest muscles.

There was a mixed smell of semen and sweat in the air, and the two of them looked at each other from time to time, with the deepest and hottest eyes, kissed the wettest and stickiest kisses, but did not speak.

After embracing each other quietly for a long time, it was Yu Zhongye who spoke first: "Is there a fuss in the editor's office today?"

"Yeah." Xing Ming nodded, his childish plot had already succeeded, and he probably couldn't hide it from the eyes of the old fox, let's talk about the rest of the turmoil.

"Why are you so aggressive?" Yu Zhongye smiled, and there was no sense of blame in his words, "Emotional?"

"No." Xing Ming raised his upper body, shook his head decisively, but changed his words to Shangyu Zhongye's eyes, "A little bit."

Perhaps just now he took good care of himself, Yu Zhongye's eyes were inclusive and lazy, obviously quite satisfied.This kind of gaze encouraged Xing Ming to some extent, and he decided to fight it out once. To be honest, "There are many."

"What do you want?" Yu Zhongye wiped off the fine beads of sweat on Xing Ming's forehead, and pinched his chin again. It seemed that he wanted to give him a gift, or a little compensation.

Xing Ming waited for this sentence all night.

"There's a watch at Lao Lin's place." He couldn't care less about offending the director's confidants, he just wanted to get back his father's belongings, "That's my dad... my dad..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Xing Ming suddenly choked up, what is this place, what does he look like, he was shaking up and down with a man's penis inserted just now.He really shouldn't have mentioned Xing Hong at this time.

"Forget it." His eyes lost their luster, his eyes lost focus, and Xing Ming was dejected.Until Yu Zhongye nodded as if in promise, and said, I understand.

Xing Ming was shocked at first, then grateful, almost crying on the spot: "Teacher..."

Yu Zhongye didn't answer, but raised Xing Ming's leg and put it on his shoulder. They lay face to face. This position was awkward for Xing Ming, but it was very convenient for Yu Zhongye to insert.

The genitals returned to the wet vagina, and were immediately wrapped tightly by adsorption.Yu Zhongye didn't straighten his back, but wrapped Xing Ming in his arms, bowed his head and kissed his forehead, bridge of nose and lips... At first, these kisses were gentle and gentle, but once he captured the opponent's lips, he would suck and bite roughly.

After kissing with lips and tongue, Yu Zhongye rubbed Xing Ming's damaged lips: "Change your temper in the future."

"Yeah." The aftertaste of the orgasm was still there, and the genitals in the acupoints trembled naturally while speaking, rubbing the intestinal wall, this wonderful itching and fullness made people dizzy and very satisfied.Xing Ming was so sleepy that his eyelids were twitching, he could only nod his head frequently, and suddenly opened his eyes wide open, and confirmed with concern, "But I can't seem to change—what if I can't?"

Yu Zhongye frowned slightly, and seemed to have thought about it seriously, "If you can't change it, you can't change it." He smiled lightly, and wrapped his arms around Xing Ming's waist forcefully, making the pubic hairs of the two entangled, and the joint became closer .He said to Xing Ming, "Sleep with your mouth in your mouth."

The rare relaxation and stability just now came back.Xing Ming fell asleep again.