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Their lips conveyed desire the moment they touched, and their kiss immediately became passionate and moist.This passionate kiss lasted for a long time, so long that Tazito couldn't help reaching out to Mr. 11's waist, and kneading sensationally along his psoas muscles.

Mr. 11 stopped, grabbed the dishonest hand, and whispered, "Don't be so confident in my self-control."

Tazito grabbed Mr. 11's hand with his backhand and pressed it between his crotch.Touching the erected penis between his legs, Mr. 11's eyes moved slightly.He still tried to restrain himself: "What a tired person needs is rest."

Tazito said hoarsely, "Then help me get rid of my tiredness." The low voice that revealed tiredness was like throwing sparks into a frying pan. Mr. 11 subconsciously hugged Tazito's waist, and Tazito put his hand back under his crotch.

Mr. 11: "..."

Mr. Eleven's night vision allowed him to clearly see Tazito's face.Tazito's eyes were still moist, leaving traces of sadness, but the fiery desire was reflected in the pupils.This straightforward desire is as sharp as murderous, and it is irresistible. Mr. 11 endured for a while, and rationally decided to take a fucking rest.

In this cave, there is only the gasp of one person, but there are two human desires colliding.They kissed and caressed each other, and in the intertwining, Tazito's sweater was rolled up above his chest, his outer pants were pulled down to his knees, and his underwear was torn in half. Mr. 11 turned over and pinned Tazito under him.Tazito felt cold, and the coat covering his body fell to the side.They froze for a moment, amused by this clumsy state. Mr. 11 had to stop, pull his clothes over his back, and leaned over Tazito to make sure a coat covered them both.

The insertion process is slow.Tazito's reaction was great.His bottom was already wet like a swamp, but as soon as he entered a head, it tightened like a spasm, and it was difficult to continue smoothly.

This spasm originates from bodily memory.His body recalled the pain of being forcibly entered, and was resisting involuntarily.The source of the pain was keenly aware of this.

"Don't be nervous." Mr. Eleven said.

"What?" Tazito laughed, "I'm not nervous." He even wanted to make a joke to prove that he wasn't nervous.He said, "Your dick is the new one from last time, right?"

Mr. 11 said yes, it has not been used yet.Tazito said, "Then tonight will be your virginity night, and if you have wine, you should have a drink."

Mr. Eleven didn't laugh.He tried to push in again, but it didn't go well.It was wet enough there already that Tazito wouldn't be hurt if he forced his way in.But Mr. Eleven decided to stop at the door.The feeling of soreness and tightness limited to the opening of the vagina made Tazito gasp.

"So... what are you waiting for?" Tazito asked him, "Is the battery out?"

"I don't want to be rough." Mr. 11 replied.Tazito sneered that he didn't feel any pain and that he could go on.

"I know you are not afraid of pain." Mr. 11 said, "or, it is a very shameful thing for you to admit that you are afraid of pain. I am the one who is afraid, and you need to tolerate me."

Tazito listened amusedly to what tricks he was playing.But Mr. 11's next sentence made his smile freeze.

Mr. 11 said: "Even the most complex machine can't predict that he will fall in love with someone he has hurt."

"...What?" Tazito asked him after being stunned for a long time. Mr. 11 watched him silently in the dark.

Tazito gradually understood what he meant.He laughed at first, but then his eyes became hot again.

"I don't understand," he said, "you're..."

"I don't understand either." Mr. Eleven said.

He bent down and kissed Tazito.Tazito stared blankly at the top of the cave, thinking to himself, this is really a bit too much.

"Let me in." Mr. 11 whispered into his ear, his voice was so gentle that it made the scalp tingle.Tazito's body let down its vigilance under such flirting.Unprepared, Mr. 11 pushed in suddenly, and he was pushed out loudly: "Ah...damn..."

This time, Mr. 11 reached the bottom without hindrance.Tazito shrank his legs subconsciously, they were completely combined, and the full and clear feeling of being invaded made Tazito short of breath.His whole body tensed up, and he suppressed a moan in his throat.What's more, the guy didn't give him any time to adjust before he started to fuck.Slightly but firmly to the deepest point.Tazito grasped Mr. 11's back with both hands, raised his head, opened his eyes wide, panted tremblingly, and felt the whole process.

"Did you know..." he said intermittently, his voice trembling because of the intense pleasure, "Men who confess their love before making love are all jerks..."

"You have misunderstood." Mr. 11 stopped and said in that pleasant and annoying voice, "That is not a confession."

Guys who stop suddenly during sex are bigger assholes.Tazito felt as if cold water had been poured on his fiery head, and said annoyedly, "Okay."

Mr. Eleven turned his head and whispered something in Tazito's ear.A shudder ran down Tazito's entire back.

Mr. 11: "This is it."

"It's irrational..." Tazito said, "I think we're crazy..."

"It's your fault." Mr. Eleven said.

Mr. Eleven pushed deep, rubbing Tazito's G-spot.Tazito was so hot that he was almost sweating.The thing fully occupied the softest place, and it was slowly thrusting and thrusting again.

After the episode just now, Tazito's body relaxed and the feeling became stronger.Because they were covered by clothes, they couldn't move too violently, and they could only comfort each other in a limited space.The insatiable pussy tightened in fits and starts, trying to swallow each invasion.

No matter how much sex Tazito experienced before or after that, that night in the cold cave, he had sex with a robot that could not fall in love with him hiding under his coat, that secret and repressed sex The pleasure he will never forget.

Under this careful comfort, Tazito climaxed not long after.For a moment, before the hallucinations brought about by the orgasm had passed, he felt that everything in this cave was so wonderful.The earthy smell of the rain stimulated his sensitive sense of smell, and the moist air was as sticky as sex'love. Mr. 11's warm and firm body is so sexy and hot that people don't want to leave in this life.

Then he calmed down slowly.

Mr. Eleven felt Tazito's breathing flatten, pulled himself out, and lay down beside him again.

There was a moment of silence between them.It was the quiet after sex between two people with a delicate relationship, full of uneasiness and embarrassment.

After a while, Mr. 11 asked, "So, am I being hated now?"

It took two seconds for Tazito to ask bluntly, "What?"

Mr. 11: "If a man fucks someone because of a sperm on his head, the next few minutes will be a time when he regrets and loathes the other person." The tone seems to be citing some kind of scientific theory.

Tazito said thoughtfully, "That sounds reasonable." Looking sideways at him, "But it's more like you're acting like a spoiled child to me."

Mr. 11: "It seems that I can't hide anything from the boss."

Tazito laughed: "You should know the consequences of lying to the boss."

Their lips touched.Tazito touched Mr. 11's hand in the dark, and played with his fingers as if he were a lover.

A voice in my heart said, this is very irrational.But a bigger voice in his head said, whatever.