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Si Ji felt very proud.After all, Zuo Yan wasn't angry at all, so he got up and went to the bathroom.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear Zuo Yan sighing against him.

But he chased him away like a fly.The action is definitely cool.

Limbs go limp.When they were in Kongshan, they mixed beer and foreign wine, walked and exercised, and their stamina had fully recovered.He turned over, lay on his side, grabbed a soft and fluffy pillow, hugged it and rubbed it, so comfortable that even his hairs trembled.

Everything is just right except the chrysanthemum is a little out of place.

He remembered a dream he had in elementary school.He was walking on the sunny street, holding two balloons, one yellow and one red, the most common kind.Suddenly, the wind was so strong that it blew up the hem of his clothes and messed up his hair, blowing the balloon and flying him up.He laughed and looked down at the street and the crowd in the air, no one noticed him, great.He flew to the window of his house, peeking at Lao Si and Si's mother cooking together disgustingly, and then flew to the grandma's house in the country, watching her sitting at the door and washing clothes with a washboard.He can go wherever he wants, fly as high as he wants, and be the happiest in the whole world.

How many years have passed, and it is still flattering to think of this dream occasionally.

Holding the pillow in his hand tightly, he thought about falling asleep to the end.

Zuo Yan seems to have come out.Si Ji didn't open his eyes, and hummed "I'm asleep" in the direction he came from.After a few seconds, his arms were grabbed, and Zuo Yan's hands were still wet; in this position, he was rolled onto the bed, and then he heard Zuo Yan's voice, which sounded like a subwoofer: " Have you chosen your body position?"

……what?

He lifted his heavy eyelids, roughly tracing his posture in his mind.Naked, lying down.The big pillow that was still in his arms just now fell off because his hands were soft, and it was under his stomach.

The most important thing is that the chrysanthemum is still open.

Really good standard post-entry style.

There was pressure around the ass, probably with the thumb.Soon the anus was stretched again, and Zuo Yan's penis, which hardened again at some point, penetrated to the bottom and smoothly fucked into the meat hole.

"It's so soft." He let out a comfortable sigh, and Si Ji couldn't hold back, pulling out a long string of moans from his throat.Zuo Yan fucked him at a leisurely pace, his face was numb, his teeth were clenched tightly, and his stomach felt hot, as if he was going to be hard.After working for a while, Zuo Yan patted his butt and took the time to light a cigarette.Si Ji panted heavily until the first wisp of smoke wafted into his nose.

"I can't do it—" he grabbed the sheet, "you fucking come up..."

"Not so fast." Zuo Yan took a deep breath, still maintaining a shallow and deep rhythm.

"I, I'm a little dizzy." Si Ji's eyes darkened, and he wanted to move, but the bones in his lower body seemed to melt.More and more pleasure poured into the lower abdomen, and a feeling completely different from orgasm became more and more obvious.Pulling the cigarette box not far away and pushing it back softly, his voice was as low as a mosquito buzzing: "...Hey, I want to pee."

As expected, Zuo Yan paused.Si Ji was heaving a sigh of relief, but he didn't even pull it out. While doing it, he grabbed Si Ji's buttocks and made him face up.The pillow went down to the waist, again a good standard...

etc.Now is not the time to study this.

His waist was padded, his penis dripping with prostatic fluid was raised high, his white skin and pink glans were very beautiful.Zuo Yan put out the cigarette, and the index fingers of both hands slid across both sides of his perineum at the same time.His fingertips were not smooth, Si Ji could almost distinguish every fingerprint of his, and his whole body trembled as if electrified.The penis soaked in lubricant and intestinal juice kept disappearing and reappearing in the crotch, and his testicles began to contract violently: "I, I really can't hold it..."

Zuo Yan laughed mischievously, and tapped his bladder under the skin: "It's okay, pee, I don't mind."

……

Si Ji opened his mouth to look at him, laughing so hard that he almost cried.

"I don't dislike your snot, nor your urine." Zuo Yan added.

The eyes and tone of voice were so sincere that Si Ji almost believed it.

But he didn't have the energy to fight with Zuo Yan any more, the pain in his dick was as good as it was in his ass.He almost gritted his teeth and imagined the scene where he pissed Zuo Yan all over his body. Fuck, isn't it just urinating in the air? I did it a lot when I was just born.

Bursts of white light exploded in his mind, and he felt like crying again.It has nothing to do with self-esteem or pain, it's purely physiological.He didn't notice when Zuo Yan's movements stopped, and when he came back to his senses, his body had already soared into the air.

He was so frightened that he was hugged by the princess.

Looking up, Zuo Yan's face was covered with sweat, and his eyelashes flickered with his steps: "I'm just kidding you."

In front of the toilet, he leaned against Zuo Yan's chest and took a quick pee.

The clear urine sprayed out like it was pressurized, and Si Ji blushed like a monkey's butt.It was Zuo Yan who played tricks, but he suddenly didn't have the courage to look back.

"It's a pity that I'm a little tired today, otherwise I could help you pee." Zuo Yan whispered in his ear, "Just hug you and really fuck you until you pee.

Hearing the regret in his tone, Si Ji also felt that it was a pity, and blurted out: "Then next time?"

"...It looks like you're really dizzy."

Zuo Yan grinned, and buried his face in his hair.

Helping him back to the bed, Zuo Yan sat on the edge of the bed, smoking a cigarette, saying that he wanted to masturbate.

Only the desk lamp was left on in the room, and Si Ji wrapped the quilt tightly, staring blankly at the side face in front of him.

Zuo Yan bowed his waist, lowered his head, and opened his mouth slightly, the hair on his upper lip was reflected golden yellow.

After two or three minutes, he frowned slightly, seeming a little upset.Si Ji blinked his sleepy eyes, and asked after a long time: "What's wrong?"

Pointing to his still hard penis, Zuo Yan said that he didn't feel it.

Si Ji bit his lower lip and stared blankly at him.

Zuo Yan laughed, climbed onto the bed, and knelt beside his head: "You should help me."

Immediately, Si Ji saw a huge monster with its own shadow covering him.

"Don't worry, I'm not sick." The penis repeatedly rubbed against his lips, and Si Ji felt that Zuo Yan was acting like a spoiled child: "Hey, open your mouth, ah—"

Ah your sister.Si Ji opened his mouth to ruthlessly refuse, but the strawberry-flavored glans took advantage of the opening and thrust it into his mouth in an instant.

"It's also quite soft and hot here. It's okay if you want to sleep, just open your mouth and let me move, just don't bite me."

...Sleep to you?You can do it, NOCANNOBB.

Si Ji felt that the hatred in his eyes must be turned into substance.