Fengtian past events

I said "hmm", and my tone was a little light, the little girl tugged at me, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

I had no choice but to say: "I wish you happiness, I hope you will never leave Enno, Alan."

This is the first time I have called him by his Christian name, and there is nothing awkward about it. After saying this sentence, the boulder hanging in the air in my heart landed smoothly.

Vogt looked bewildered.I held my little sister's hand, then took his, and held their hands together.

For the first time the little girl flushed, and Vogt blushed too, a white complexion being frankness.

Applause rang out from the guest seats, and the next protagonists were the two newcomers.I smiled at my younger sister, and then sat back beside my wife.

The wife applauded and said, "You have saved a lot of heart by being a father."

I didn't pick up the words.We belonged to close relatives, sitting in the first row, Yili was eating her fingers in her mother's arms, but the cubs in the two seats next to her were nowhere to be seen.

Looking back, Liu Guoqing and Zou Shengzu were sitting behind my wife and me, in the second row; Luo Qizhao was sitting on the other side of the aisle, and there was no Boss Meng beside him.

Yining was leaning in Liu Guoqing's arms, twisting her body and playing finger games with Zou Shengzu; Yicheng sat beside Zou Shengzu, peeled two candies, stuffed one into her mouth, and fed the other to Yining.

Seeing me turn around, Liu Guoqing hugged Yining up.

Rings are being exchanged on stage.I glanced at it, and couldn't help but look back.

Liu Guoqing was not in the stands either, he was looking at me.

With a sudden shock in his heart, he turned his face away in a slight panic.The wife focused on the couple and kissed them fiercely.

I was also watching, and the two people in front of me changed in an instant──

"What's the matter?" My wife noticed my strangeness and asked casually, "It's cold in summer? You're still shivering."

"It's okay," I said, waiting for the newcomer to leave the stage. The groom's friends from afar talked about the groom's good points, and they couldn't sit still. "I'll go—to relieve myself."

Even if the sight of someone behind me is not as hot as a flame, just thinking that he is sitting behind me, with his body leaning slightly so that his skin touches and his breath blends together, those dirty thoughts will be rampant.

Perhaps today's occasion brought associations.Staying away from crowds and being alone—maybe a cigarette required—will calm you down.

I shouldn't lose my composure because of a wedding, especially the protagonist of the wedding is my close relatives. They will receive thousands of blessings when they kiss in public, but the picture that appears in front of my eyes will receive thousands of insults.

My fantasy is that I put a wedding ring on Liu Guoqing.

This is not in line with public order and good customs.It's just that I didn't expect that in a boring wedding, the subconscious will break through the mask of personality and reveal the tip of the iceberg, clamoring how much I care about that idiot surnamed Liu.

I am a hypocrite, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, full of male robbers and female prostitutes.

Slipping out of the church, the backyard is an open grass field.The grassland is not empty today, but it is still full of vitality. After the ceremony is over, there will be a beautiful salon here, which lasts until late at night.

So I chose the opposite direction, where the bright sunlight does not reach, the end is a utility room, and the path is only the width of one and a half people. A child can trap the person at the end of the path to death.

But today, there is only happiness.

The noon sun was so bright that it was dazzling, squinting his eyes and looking out, Liu Guoqing was blocking the road, dressed in formal attire, which made his heroic appearance tall and straight like jade.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

"I thought you wanted me to come," he said.

"Bullshit."

He was silent for a while, and then said, "Today is the wedding."

"……Um."

He also squinted his eyes, clearly against the light, but as if being stabbed by the sun, he looked at me carefully from head to toe, and said slowly: "You today..."

The latter word was swallowed in his mouth.

Although I sneered at his frankness, I didn't say anything after all. I also looked at him, and the pile of things in my stomach kept making noise.

His breathing became heavy, he saw my strangeness, a flash of clarity flashed across his eyes, and he looked hesitant.

Waiting for him to take the initiative may not wait until the year of the monkey.I grabbed his collar and tugged him roughly. He was caught off guard and crashed into my arms, but he didn't struggle.

He groped and rushed into the small utility room beside him. The air inside was cloudy, filled with the smell of decaying vegetation.We bumped into a haystack in the corner of the house, knocked over a sweeper, made a few noises, and temporarily stopped our uncontrolled behavior.

He looked up mildly, confused by the mist rising from his eyes, like a dog judging safety, tip of nose touching mine, nostrils flapping.

The breathing on the face was a little prickly, and I stretched out my hand to stroke through his black hair. Today, his hair is meticulous and oiled, and it smells as clean as a stream.I am used to the scent of jasmine or sweet-scented osmanthus, but this scent that removes the softness and powdery fragrance makes people feel refreshed.

Fix the back of his head, pull it back, slightly raised his chin to signal behind him, and ordered: "Go and close the door."

He got up as he said, and the moment the door was closed, I rushed forward and pressed him against the fragile door, and the small wooden door made a "creaking" cry.

He was startled, raised his left foot and fell backwards, a simple countermeasure, in my opinion, vulnerable.He was quickly suppressed to the point where he was powerless to fight back. At the same time, his teeth were already biting into his shoulder sockets, making it even more itchy through two layers of clothes.

I already fucking wanted to fuck him!

He is like a white-bellied frog and let me slaughter him. The feeling of control is as incredible as a child who knows that he has Coca-Cola that he can't drink for a lifetime, and he can't give up.

I'm not completely out of my mind though, it's at my little sister's wedding, and it's not the world's best thing to do.

Thinking of this, it was like pouring a basin of cold water head-on.Let go of your mouth, there is a tooth mark on the clothes, and the color is also soaked by the saliva.

Seeing me stop, he turned his face slightly to the side with a questioning look in his eyes.

I simply turned him over, put my legs against his, and hastily unbuttoned my pants with one hand, a certain part of my lower body was already swollen, the top trembled slightly, and I was eager to try.

He glanced down, his ears blushing.

If we have done it several times, there is no need to be shy and embarrassed, but he is obviously not as shameless as me, his eyes are wandering, his focus is nothing, and he just doesn't fall on me.

I squeezed his jaw.There is a small groove in the middle of his jaw, which can be seen at a glance from the few rays of light leaking in through the door.But his facial features are not deeper than mine, on the contrary, he is gentle and friendly, and all three of my family have a good relationship with him.But I was a little fierce, in the dark environment, there were shadows around the eyes under the brow bone, looking too wild, I was afraid to scare him.

His eyes finally fell on my face.Turning his head, first lightly bit the tip of his nose, then put his lips together, stuck out his tongue, trying to pry open his lips and teeth, the snake wandered wantonly in his mouth like a bush.

He moaned lowly, the tip of his tongue touched his uvula, he frowned feeling uncomfortable, bent his tongue to fight back, trying to drive me out of his territory.

Love this kind of contest, the winner is king, the contest of strength.

The transparent saliva was produced during the fight, and it was too late to swallow, and flowed down the corners of the lips to the neck.As if I had exhausted my whole life's energy, I grabbed his head at the moment of separation, and the bottom was full of ambiguous hints and moved towards him.

He leaned against the door and knelt down slowly, his hair slipping through my hands.His pants were piled up at his ankles, and he reached out and took my brother in what appeared to be a nervous grip.His palms were hot, and he raised his eyes to look at me, the corners of his eyes were full of charm.

Feeling a little bit of effort to swallow, I couldn't help but raise my head and groan slightly.The slippery and hot mouth is like a lava cave before a volcanic eruption.He is not very skilled, but he takes care of every corner.The small eyes at the front end were knocked by his teeth, but the tingling feeling became the switch of addiction, and the knees seemed to be turned into rubber, limp and trembling.

He raised his hand and pulled the pouch around his mouth, and he pulled out a few hairs from the thick jungle.I cursed in a low voice, clasped the back of his head and pressed it in even more, and pointed at him half-groaningly: "Lick from the root to the top... Uh... hard, didn't you eat this morning!"

He wasn't stupid, and with his eyes closed, his tongue finally learned to pass by in a circle.The lower body swelled to the extreme, impatient with his tepid rhythm, grabbed his hair and pulled it out fiercely, the teeth grazed the surface of the lower body, leaving a bright red mark, the pain made me fall down Take a breath.

He stretched out his hand to hold it, and took the initiative to lean over and lick the wound.Taking the opportunity to slam it all into his mouth brutally, you can feel the front part enter his throat, the tight squeeze makes people crazy.

He was about to choke, and pushed back sadly, his hands that were originally holding my crotch firmly pressed on my lower abdomen.Feeling oppressive, he bent his fingers and scratched a few hard marks on my body, and then pressed tightly on the scrotum connected to both ends of my lower body, trying to push me away, but there was no way.

Get out of his mouth quickly.He didn't care about the severity of his strikes. Although pain can stimulate pleasure more, I don't want to lose my proud baby yet.

He vomited a few times, and then coughed endlessly, choking until tears ran out.My lower body was ready to go, clamoring to push him to the ground, and stabbing him hard and desperately.

But he looked so weak on the ground that he was as fragile as a ceramic doll, no matter how anxious I was, I would never become a beast like Mr. Luo.Liu Guoqing and Boss Meng are different.

I knelt down and stroked his back.His forehead was wet with sweat, his straight hair was scattered around the corner of his eyebrows, and he looked at me with grievance and resentment.

Steady breathing, when he slowly regained his strength, he also knelt on the ground, holding his brother with one hand, and reaching into his trouser waist with the other hand, and grasping the right place.

"Um……"

The moans please me immensely.Simply take off his pants, the trembling part looks thick and hideous, the beauty of a man is the extreme ugliness.

After moving up and down for a while, his hand has been clasped on my shoulder, and the traces of five fingers are obvious.I knelt forward and moved in front of him, so that my body could be close to each other.Holding each other's genitals in their hands and sliding them, their lips stuck together again.

I panted and reached the climax first in the pleasure of my lips and tongue. The thick white liquid bravely shot towards his dark and dense jungle. The momentary loss of consciousness made me fail to maintain my kneeling posture and fell to the side. He held me down body, pressed down from behind.

After shaking his head, he realized that he had returned to his previous position. I was so angry that I gritted my teeth and said, "Get down!"

He was a little confused.

"This time it's my turn!"

I became angry from embarrassment and growled in a low voice.But he didn't take it seriously, bent down along the spine and gnawed all the way to the buttocks, and the hot and humid touch swept his whole body as soon as he touched it: "Ah..."

He wanted to struggle to turn over, but his pants were still connected to his feet, and his lower body was completely naked at some point.

I bit my arm angrily, resisting my desire to protest such a positional relationship.

He forcibly pulled down the arm in my mouth, with grievance in his eyes: "You don't like me touching you?"

"I, I want to be on top..." I said weakly.

The hidden parts below that have been awakened by licking are exposed to the air. It is clear that it is hot summer and July, but it is cool to the touch.

He was so strong that he hadn't vented yet, he was rubbing against his waist, and he didn't have the slightest intention to give way.That is the part that makes my hands and feet soft, and the force of his friction is getting stronger, and I have no strength to fight back.

Who the hell said he was as gentle as jade?It is clear that the stomach is full of bad water, if you don't take action, if you do it, life will be worse than death!

I was so angry that I couldn't help being dizzy under his manipulation, but I still yelled: "You fucking dare to come in!"

Feeling he hesitated for a while, then changed his posture, lifted his suppressed chest, and the air finally got into the nasal cavity unimpeded.

In the next second, he hugged my waist and put it in a kneeling posture, ashamed as a lewd bitch, before he could get up, the hot and thick flesh was clinging to the heels of his legs, and his legs were pulled and closed by him.

With his legs on the outside, he bent down and hugged me, panting lightly: "Don't refuse anymore...I can't help it..."

The thighs were tightly clamped, and the rapid thrust in the middle made blood drip from the face. I don't know if it's anger or annoyance, but there is a vague and novel feeling that rushes straight to the brain like an electric current.

The heel of his leg was rubbed so painfully, and his earlobe was also bitten by him, so he didn't dare to move rashly.The whole body trembled uncontrollably, at a loss.

"Ugh..."

The force of his thrusting was getting stronger and stronger, and the whole person moved forward with his back.The ground was rough and uneven, the knees were worn out, and the small utility room had not been cleaned all year round. Thick dust and fine sand had accumulated on the ground, invading the blurred flesh and blood.

I really couldn't hold on, so I slumped on the ground to stop the forward trend.When he realized it, he only held his hips tightly, stood upright, panted heavily, and still wanted me to maintain the kneeling position.

The heels of the legs are already numb, the knees are in unbearable pain, and the brain is in a state of confusion. All he can do is beg for mercy: "Liu Guoqing...stop, stop...you fucking stop..."

He only lifted a slit between his eyes, and sweat dripped down his back, bouncing as if scalded by candle tears.He laughed softly, hugged my chest, and pressed my back against his chest, hot and sticky after the sweat was pressed away.The knee touched the fine wound, as if a knife was cutting back and forth there.

I said in a hoarse voice: "If you don't stop... I'm going to be played to death by you, ah... I'm played to death..."

He didn't answer, his face was almost contorted, and the arms around his body became tighter and tighter. I suspected that I heard the sound of ribs being dislocated or broken.

Suddenly, he jerked out and slammed in again, without moving again.There was a feeling of his brother's twitching between his legs, and he subconsciously pulled his legs together more tightly, and then his legs became wet like incontinence.

For two seconds he wasn't even breathing.My face was buried in the hollow of my shoulder, and my chest rose and fell rapidly.

The pile of semen between the legs slowly flowed to the ground, passing by the wound, the pain made me shiver.

"What's wrong?" he asked muffled.

His throat was so dry that he laughed back in anger: "You're really going to fuck me to death, get out when you've done enough!"