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Si Ji thought of a lot, but in fact, only a few tens of seconds passed.

Xie Rong was still calling his name.Xiao Si, Si Ji, said something else.But Si Ji just wanted to tell him to call you paralyzed.

But the voice was still stuck in the middle of his throat.Yelling out is afraid that the other party will feel that he still cares, and if he doesn't yell, he will feel unwilling.

To put it bluntly, it was caught off guard.

The room is on the fifth floor.The chirping of sparrows outside the window is accompanied by the sound of various vehicles on their way.There was a shop selling soup dumplings across the street. When Si Ji was in middle school, he heard that the queue was more than ten meters long every day.

He never came.Now I really want to get up and see if it is the kind of situation they said.

The hand hidden under the blanket twitched, and suddenly touched something.Hard and hot, it was Zuo Yan's penis.He suddenly relaxed and wanted to laugh a little.Holding the stick that was not fully erected, he softly called Lao Zuo.

The tone was intimate and gentle, so soft that Xie Rong suddenly took a heavier breath.

Si Ji remembered when Xie Rong was ill.Xie Rong works hard, and sometimes he catches a cold after finishing a project and suddenly relaxes.It is difficult for Si Ji to see his frail appearance at ordinary times, so he cares for him while laughing at him with distress.At this time, his tone was very similar to when he had a fever before, low and muffled: "Si Ji, who are you talking to?"

Si Ji looked at Zuo Yan's slightly narrowed eyelids and thick, slanting eyebrows, put what he had learned into practice, clamped a hair of his leg with his toes, and complained, "Why are you never sick?" Leaning up to him, I wanted to kiss his eyelashes.Zuo Yan dodged in time, covered his face with his hands, glanced sideways at the phone on the pillow, and asked lazily, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I just want you to fuck me." Si Ji winked at him, his tone was like a kitten coquettish, "The air conditioner has been on all night, and your mouth is dry, lick it for me."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and rubbed the callus on Zuo Yan's palm with his teeth.

The hands under the blanket also started to move.Shaking up and down dishonestly, scratching the glans and horse eyes.When the penis in his hand pushed out the thin quilt into a hillock, he smiled lewdly in satisfaction, threw off the quilt, clasped Zuo Yan's shoulders, moved a little bit, and laid his whole body on him.

The penis pressed against Zuo Yan's lower abdomen, and his chest faced his head.

The house smells like Zuo Yan.

Zuo Yan slowly raised his eyes, feeling a little sleepy.Touching Si Ji's back with his licked hand, he asked again in a breathy voice, "What's wrong with you".His back was a little cold, Si Ji shivered, and made a "shh" gesture in a mischievous manner.He had never shown such an expression in front of Zuo Yan, there was a bit of sadness in the naughty, and there was a shadow in the bright.Leaning down, he said to the phone, Xie Rong, I already have a boyfriend, didn't my mother tell you.

Xie Rong, who was silent for a long time, seemed to be still in shock.

At this time, Si Ji really laughed, thinking it was very interesting.Since Xie Rong felt that he was "not pure", the current situation should be the development that most suits his thinking.It is said that the only purpose of the ex's re-contact is to confirm that the other party is not doing well after losing himself, and then give a few empty words of comfort.

Ke Siji felt that he was fine.

Tilt the buttocks, touch the center of the buttocks and start to expand.Fucked so wide last night, pussy still gaping open.After a few effortless stirrings, he felt that it was almost done, so he moved down against Zuo Yan's chest.His buttocks are raised high, making his waist thin but full of tenacity.The round buttocks quickly swallowed the head of the glans into the shadows, Si Ji bit his lip, and was about to go down again when his butt suddenly hurt.

Got hit again.

There was mist in Si Ji's eyes.The last time Zuo Yan gnawed her in the kindergarten, the hickey on the tip of her buttocks still has a tinge of red.Why are you so obsessed with his ass.So Si Ji squeezed it with his backhand, it was soft and elastic, as if it felt really good.Zuo Yan grabbed his hand, played with his buttocks with him, then picked up the phone and put it near Si Ji's mouth, with a playful expression, but his tone was capitalized Su: "Want me to fuck you? Please."

He also intentionally suppressed his voice.Si Ji felt his stomach swell, probably because he was pregnant.

Blushed.Staring at Zuo Yan, the meager sadness in his heart disappeared in an instant.Isn't it just playing a live erotic palace? Who wouldn't know such a simple thing.Scanning the phone from the corner of his eye, he raised his head and elongated his tone: "I hate...that's what people want..."

Zuo Yan almost slapped his phone on his face.Si Ji lay on top of him and tried his best to hold back a laugh, hearing it as if he was holding back some unspeakable pleasure.Opening his mouth, Zuo Yan bit the trembling areola in front of his eyes, pinched his ass and pushed it up.The glans pierced through the fleshy seam and pushed into the anus, and was tightly bound in the middle.

"The asshole is really tight." Zuo Yan sighed, "I can't fuck it no matter how many times I fuck it."

The smile faded away like an ebbing tide, Si Ji's face went numb, and he raised his buttocks again, allowing the penis in his body to squeeze a little deeper. "Please." Zuo Yan stopped, sucking his chest vigorously with his lips, pressing his back suggestively.Si Ji's face was blushing to the point of bleeding: "Please..."

"Speak up." Zuo Yan didn't let him go so easily, "Is it okay if someone listens? Huh?"

The crude flirting came out of Zuo Yan's mouth, and every word was aphrodisiac: "Please, please fuck me..."

Zuo Yan's hand was still lighting the fire on his back, it was hot and painful.The anus is hot too, squirming and craving to be fucked hard.Si Ji shook his buttocks, his penis rubbed against Zuo Yan's tight abdominal muscles.When the glans slipped over the sunken navel, Zuo Yan jerked upwards abruptly, Si Ji let out a muffled snort, and the corners of his eyes instantly swelled red.

"All, all came in..."

Hugging Si Ji, Zuo Yan parted his buttocks and fucked violently.The penis was raging in the meat hole, and the red anal mouth swallowed the body of the penis, and a small puddle of lewd water had long been grinded out. "Call twice more, I like to hear it." Zuo Yan stroked his soft waist and whispered.Si Ji's forehead was covered with sweat, and he begged with a sobbing voice: "Slow... slow down, I can't hold it anymore..."

"Who said, it's obviously very tight." Hands squeezed between the two along the waistline, Zuo Yan rubbed one of his testicles, "Let's talk."

"Yes, it's because your dick is too thick..." Si Ji limp on his body, his buttocks glistened with pink water, "Well... it's going to burst... you're going to fuck it..."

Zuo Yan laughed softly, and slowed down the speed of his back.Picking Si Ji's hard penis, the extremely skillful play quickly made him ejaculate.The semen-stained fingers climbed up the skin again, turning around on the pomegranate seed-like nipples, obscene and ambiguous.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the silent cell phone: "He, what are they doing?"

Si Ji's head exploded, and his whole body went cold.

Zuo Yan also stopped abruptly, lifted Si Ji's body and looked into his eyes, wanting to laugh but couldn't.

"I, I have class now. Damn, Zuo Yan, Si Ji, come to my office at nine o'clock to talk!" Then there was the sound of something being thrown to the ground.

Si Ji was about to cry.

"...Is it your father?" After a long time, Zuo Yan asked.

Before Si Ji could answer, Xie Rong's voice came from over there again, hoarse and lifeless: "Xiao Si, I'm at the gate of Uncle's school.

"Let's meet up."