HP's Foreign Land

Someone opened the door and entered, only to find that the only wizard telephone in the room had already been occupied.The other party seemed to have never been in contact with this new gadget, so he picked up the phone carefully with a dash of awe, and fumbled for the case of the phone repeatedly, causing the phone to vibrate from time to time, like a disturbed little animal in its sleep.

The latecomers did not urge them, and just stood there silently.

The owner of the phone booth, who was out of his mind, came back to his senses in stages, scratched the general's belly, glanced casually, and said, "Please hurry up, I still have business."

The wizard who was fiddling with the phone reacted abruptly. When he turned his head and noticed the black stranger behind him who couldn't see his face clearly even if he squinted his eyes, his expression changed.The other party obviously didn't say a word, didn't say a word of urging, but his limbs couldn't stop shaking.He didn't do any psychological struggle, put down the microphone very simply, and hurriedly walked to the door with his eyebrows lowered against the wall. When he passed the counter, he took the usage fee of 6 silver Sickles that was placed on the counter when he entered the door.

The door opened and closed, and the whole process was smooth and smooth, definitely not more than 1 minute.

The owner of the phone booth lazily raised his magic wand and waved it lightly. When he put down his hand, a signboard was hung on the outside of the gate saying that the business was closed.

Unlike the guest who just wanted to shrink into a ball and disappear quickly, the boss showed no fear of this black guy.

The boss patted the table, "Hurry up, don't delay my business."

"You still have business here?" Hei Gulongdong said in surprise.

The boss gave him an unhappy look, and quickly asked curiously, "Why are you using the phone today?"

This person in front of me is a regular customer here. He has appeared in his booth since the second half of last year. Although he is not the kind of repeat customer every now and then, he can't go there two or three times a month.Usually, he will notify in advance before coming, and the boss will usually clear the venue for him.The reason for clearing the venue was not brought up by this guest. It was because his attire and demeanor were too shocking. He was afraid of affecting the friendly image of the telephone booth. Look, one of them was scared away in front of him.I think the boss was also a member of the calf cramps.

"There's something wrong." Hei Gulongdong generally didn't talk nonsense.

The boss didn't expect him to answer directly, so he lifted the board of the counter, pulled the shoe board, opened the door and left the room.Every time Heigulongdong uses the phone, he will take the initiative to avoid it. This also comes from the wisdom of a low-level ordinary person. If you want to avoid trouble, the best way is to decisively eliminate all possibilities of trouble coming to your door.It's always better to be a soldier after all.

The reason why Hei Gulongdong always falls in love with this phone booth is because the boss is quick to communicate with each other and is knowledgeable and interesting, saving each other a lot of trouble.

After the boss went out, Heigulongdong waited for a while. As before, he carefully inspected the interior furnishings, not letting go of every corner, and then came to the door again to make sure that there was no one outside the house and that there was no abnormality in the room before he turned back. Before reaching the phone, he picked up the receiver and dialed a series of numbers.

Leaving the other side of Europe where he was, he crossed the Alps, looked out over the Rhine, crossed the Paris Basin, went hand in hand with the Seine, and finally crossed the English Channel.

On the other end, someone answered the phone.

【it's me. ] A black rumble sounded out from the microphone.

Grindelwald, who answered the phone, was as surprised as the phone booth owner, "What's going on?" He raised an eyebrow after hearing what the other person said, "Price increase?"

[Yes, today is to remind you that the price will increase. 】

"why?"

[I was discovered, according to our contract, if the follow-up is discovered, I will stop this business, unless you are willing to pay twice the price.For those in our line of work, the risk is too great, and I need to further evaluate whether to continue. ] "To put it bluntly, you are here to ask me for money."

[No way, small business, please forgive me. 】

"Can't you get a discount? Your boss and I are old friends."

[Before I set out for the mission, the boss specifically told me not to dare to climb high, so I am not familiar with it, so I must follow the rules. ] Grindelwald was not angry, he laughed, "Tell me what's going on, Rieg found you?"

[It wasn't him who discovered it. He was followed by a terrific little man. His anti-tracking ability was so sharp that it was a headache. In order to avoid this kind of situation, I had already pulled the distance away, but I didn't expect to be discovered. ] It is not difficult to hear a bit of annoyance in the words, Grindelwald pondered that in order to extort more money from himself, the other party probably did it on purpose.

"Who is that little man?"

[Wearing the wizard robe of the International Police Force, but slightly different, it is likely to be the police detective organization within the International Wizengamot. ] "It seems that IW attaches great importance to Rigg."

Hei Gulongdong had no intention of discussing this issue in depth, so he brought the topic back, 【Your decision? ] "Go ahead, I agree to double the amount."

【I see. 】Hei Gulong hesitated for a moment, then said, 【Are you sure you can afford it? ] Grindelwald was annoyed, "Tell your boss, I, Gellert Grindelwald, can still afford the money!"

Hei Gulongdong didn't expect him to react so strongly, he was just going through the process.

Grindelwald hung up the phone unhappily, Heigulong shrugged and put down the phone.He put the usage fee on the counter, pushed the door open, and the bright sunlight cast a long shadow behind him. Heigulongdong raised his head, no matter how dazzling the sun was, it could not make the outline of the facial features clearly visible. Under the sunlight, the black top hat The blood-red trim on the top is chilling.

"Following you?" Victor naturally took the towel from Heimdall's hand.

"Peter said." Heimdall put on some faded cotton trousers. "Peter is my bodyguard sent by IW, that's what he told me too."

"IW sent you bodyguards?" Victor put a loose sweater on Heimdall.

"We're big people now." Heimdall happily put on the sweater, which Anna knitted for him.

Victor lowered his head and kissed his lips, then grabbed his chin and looked carefully. His eyes were bright, indicating that he was resting well. There was a warm breath in his whole body. When he laughed triumphantly just now, he bared his mouth. White Fang, the master couldn't resist another kiss.

"Tell me about the stalking." Despite the delicious food, the master did not lose his head.

"There's nothing to say. I didn't even know there was someone behind him. Peter said that person shouldn't be malicious." Heimdall rubbed his belly, and Master Krum was as sharp-eyed as Father Bumpman, and the scent of death is not worth life in a blink of an eye. Floating over, Heimdall salivated, and galloped over with a halazi.

The tray was placed on the bed, and it was his favorite bibimbap. Heimdall happily sat in front of the fireplace holding the tray, sat cross-legged, and picked up a spoon to dig.

What Mr. Krum prepared for him was not the mixed rice with no shreds of meat that he ate the most in his previous life. At that time, he was very cash-strapped, and the plate in his hand could not taste a bit of heaven, but the Chinese and Western knockoff version was still delicious. .Heimdall enjoyed eating a piece of fish with bibimbap, fish is also meat.This plate is many times more advanced than what he ate in his previous life. The salmon is amazing, capitalistic, too sinful... Oh, there are also sweet beans, carrots, and unknown fungi.

The small face of Chief Sturluson turned green, and he found himself again through the refreshing taste of fish and rice.

"Is it delicious?" Heimdall has already got the answer through his expression, and the master still wants to hear him say it himself.

"good to eat!"

"I also think it's delicious." After all, the master couldn't hold back the plate of delicious delicacies wrapped in a sweater in front of him.

Heimdall turned his head to meet his eyes, the pupils were darkened—like rich dark chocolate, he seemed to be indulging in unspeakable thoughts, and the plan in his heart was probably to change these thoughts When it became the future at your fingertips, being stared at by him for a long time was like smelling the pure cocoa fragrance that wafted out after the dark chocolate melted.

Victor sat behind Heimdall, and reached into the hem of his clothes with his hands behind him, flexibly opened the corners of the clothes, and slid his fingers on the soft but tough skin.Tap with your fingertips, pause occasionally, count the lines of the spine, and massage the muscles on both sides from time to time, and then slide to the abdomen.

Heimdall swallowed his last morsel of food and found that he was not very full. It would be perfect to do some exercise in this state.Victor's hands were tired of running around his navel, which was one of his favorite places, but right now he was more eager to break new ground.His hands jumped up the moment Heimdall put down the plate, warm palms lingered gently on his stomach, and Heimdall leaned back comfortably.

The corner of Victor's mouth curled up when he got the hint. The sweater he had just put on was discarded and slumped on the thick pillow, vaguely placed in the shadow of the flickering fire in the fireplace, as if expressing a little dissatisfaction.

The buttons of the shirts were quickly unbuttoned, and the two of them still maintained the posture just now. The master's fingers stroked Heimdall's nipples, and his eyes stared at the flames in the fireplace. With a beautiful outline, an uncontrollable commotion gathered in the chest cavity and finally gathered in the abdomen, making him hard.

Heimdall's light-colored nipples were exposed to the firelight, as if painted with maple syrup. Under Victor's kneading, they gradually hardened and turned red, and stood upright, tempting to pick.It would be too wasteful not to see such a beautiful spring scene clearly. Heimdall immediately understood what he meant as soon as Viktor exerted his strength on his arm. He turned around with his hands and faced him face to face.

Victor hooked Heimdall's back and pulled him towards him forcefully, and kissed his lips very hard, his tongue swept Heimdall's mouth, Heimdall stretched out his tongue to entangle with him, Wick Sucking any inch of the soft mouth that could be sucked, the chests of the two rose and fell violently due to the suffocating kiss.

When their lips parted, Victor licked the corner of Heimdall's mouth, sliding the tip of his tongue to the ear, then to the chin and neck.

Reluctant to be lonely, Heimdall untied Victor's clothes and helped him take them off.Heimdall's palm gently stroked his neck, then to his collarbone, and after a while, he reached his plump chest muscles.He is obsessed with Victor's body, he can't get enough of it, he can't stop it, his muscles are strong, but not as exaggerated as a hyperbolic bodybuilder, every part is just right, lean, mighty, solid and powerful.His hands came to the abdominal muscles, just like the master just now, staying at the navel.

Then, Heimdall unbuttoned his pants, the swollen genitals broke free, hard as iron, the color of the penis was red, with scorching heat, the blood vessels on the stem body protruded, and the mouth of the penis was slightly moist, touching it in his hand It was so hot that people's palms were numb, as if it contained a huge power, there were bursts of trembling.

The master stripped off the remaining burden on his body, casually threw it aside, mixed it with his own clothes, and made a pile of troubled brothers with the resentful sweater.

Heimdall sat straddling the ground, with his legs placed on both sides of Victor, and the little PP, who was imagined by outsiders, slightly tilted up and rubbed against the hard object of the master's hair.Victor always liked him to take the initiative, and this time was no exception. He bit Heimdall's lips encouragingly, and Heimdall smiled, sticking out his tongue and jumping into the master's mouth, imitating the way of ** in and out of his mouth , such debauchery and obscenity, Victor's heartbeat accelerated, his eyes were red, as if he would spontaneously ignite in the next second.

"...Can I move?" Victor actually enjoyed the feeling of being ravaged, but at this moment he wanted to rush in and do it regardless.

Heimdall straightened himself up, his buttocks brushed against the hard object under him, and then pinched it lightly.

Victor seemed to have been pressed some button, and his fingers nimbly turned behind Heimdall, opened his buttocks, and poked his fingertips in.

Heimdall leaned forward and hugged Victor's neck. The tingling sensation was transmitted from the place where his fingers touched to the tailbone, then spread up the spine, and finally blasted into the brain. He stared at the room without blinking. Somewhere, without actually realizing what I was looking at.

Victor couldn't be more familiar with his body, and he could clearly feel the soft passage devouring his fingers greedily, as if he had been expecting it for a long time, and he held on tightly and refused to let go.Victor muttered in Bulgarian something like "I will definitely be beaten to death by this little siren". Before Heimdall could ask, the fingers in his body massaged rhythmically. Pressing a certain place violently, Heimdall's lower body instantly went into a paralyzed state, and he couldn't help but stick out his fleshy roots and rub against the opponent's abdomen, bringing out a lewd water trail.

Victor's fingers slowly opened up and pushed forward in his body, and the intestines gradually became soft and delicate, and from time to time they made chirping and rubbing sounds, as if they were chewing.

After the initial discomfort passed, Heimdall became a little impatient. He knew best about his own body, twisted his butt like a spring, tightened his arms around Victor's shoulders, and pressed his mouth against Victor's shoulders. Kedo gnawed and bit his neck, and kept muttering, "Come in... Come in..."

Victor couldn't help but howl in his heart, this beating is going to kill us all~~ But as a responsible and good husband, he can't give in to the temptation in front of him. Luckily, Heimdall's body kept in line with his tone, and soon became wet.

Victor heaved a sigh of relief, and if he had to wait another second, he would definitely go mad. He quickly pulled out his fingers, grabbed his own lifeblood, and went in as he wished.And Heimdall, who was possessed by a temper, also couldn't hold back and sat down straight down. The two groaned with difficulty at the same time, feeling the pain together.

It was too deep, the opening of Heimdall's acupoint was wide open, the sphincter was stretched to the extreme, and the feeling of soreness immediately returned to him.

The irritation under his body made Heimdall's eyes red and the corners of his eyes moist. Viktor took a deep breath and stroked his face. The lips of the two were glued together again, exchanging soft kisses.Heimdall gradually felt the pain less.He prevented the old man from changing his position, took advantage of the moment when the old man pulled away, straightened his waist, supported the other's shoulder, sat down hard again, and swallowed the old man's penis to the bottom.

With the slippery and soft intestinal wall and the tightness of the elastic hole, Victor secretly screamed for danger, and almost ejaculated.The master's face changed, showing how much pain he endured.The troublemaker who sat on him noticed that he was still panting and didn't move, and decided to rely on himself. Moaning and chirping, he moved his waist. It seemed that he felt pretty good about himself. He kissed and bit the master by the way, and even played with him. I rubbed and pinched my nipples with great joy.

This is a pain for the master, the little face is as unpredictable as a revolving lantern, the people who make trouble don't care about the preferences of the master's lifeblood, not to mention the lack of rules in and out, and they always change direction, left and right. Up and down, every time scratching to the deadly place, I retreated irresponsibly and went to other places to have fun. Just as the master took a breath, he fell back instantly, like riding a roller coaster, his choked throat trembled.The master thought to himself that it is fortunate that we are young and can stand the toss. With him just dawdling around, the older Cuan's heart beat faster and died.The most hateful thing is not here. The most hateful thing is that the physical strength is too weak, and the persistence is so weak that it is ridiculous. After a few moves, the waist is sore and the legs are weak. Stop and rest, and then continue to move out of order after a while.He even proposed to drink fruit juice, but was dismissed with a cold look by the master.

Victor couldn't bear it anymore, he pressed Heim's big waist hard, started to move on his own, and smashed hard.Again and again, the force was controlled just right, and every time it hit the fatal place, Heimdall was really crying now, and Shuang's lips opened slightly unconsciously, overflowing with a moan of "ahah".There was a burst of numbness in the small hole, and the moment he spontaneously raised his buttocks, he was pushed back by strong palms, and the fleshy roots in his body were pierced deeper.Heimdall's penis rubbed back and forth on the master's abdomen, his lower limbs were numb as if they had lost all bones, more and more liquid was spit out from the horse's eyes, and the body hair was wet.

Victor let go of one hand, stroked his cheek, exchanged kisses with him tenderly and sweetly, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. When wiping away his tears, he could only hug each other harder, humming and not knowing what he was talking about, it was more like crying.

"Do you want to cum?" Victor asked.

"Well, I think..." Heimdall's body seemed to have remembered this feeling, his waist twisted even harder, and he sucked the hard object to a deeper place with a deep sense of taste.

"...I am also very comfortable." The master loves his unpretentious and fully devoted appearance. The master dares to use his life as a guarantee. This is something he can see and hear alone, and it belongs only to himself.He also hugged each other more tightly, whispering in Heimdall's ear, "I love you..."

"Ah-hmm..." Heimdall seems to be moaning but also answering, he can't speak now, he really can't bear any more stimulation.

Victor guided him to change his posture, let him lie back, and pushed him hard again, reaching the most numb place in Heimdall. He couldn't help clamping his legs, Victor leaned over and kissed his lips, The tongues of the two played with each other.

Sensitive parts in the body were continuously impacted, Heimdall's breathing became more and more messy, his cheeks were flushed, his chest and neck were flushed seductively, his eyes were blurred but focused, and he vaguely accepted the figure of the master.

The collision of the people above, the pandering of the people below, all kinds of obscene voices echoed between the two.

"Honey, let's call it another," Victor gasped. "Call me husband...quick..."

Although Heimdall was a little delirious, his waist was sore and his legs were weak, and many voices felt chaotic and inaccurate, but the sense of shame was like the last straw urging him to refuse to respond.

"Baby, just one sound, one sound is enough..."

Seeing his pitiful look, Heimdall softened his heart, "You...you will...call me husband..." I will feel thunderous, but, Idon'tcare, quack quack! In addition, I always want to try expressions such as "evil smile"...Master evil smile, dad evil smile, XXXX evil smile=...=)

"No problem!" At this moment, it would be a fool to sing a different tune, and the master happily pushed the boat along.

"Hurry up." The master couldn't help urging.

"husband……"

The master's wolf blood boiled immediately, his combat power doubled, and his bravery was unparalleled.

"Ah——" Heimdall's voice suddenly rose, and the intense pleasure destroyed every cell in his body in an instant. The penis shook a few times, and the liquid shot out, dripping wet in the abdomen of the two.

"Hahaha——" Heimdall panted violently, looked up at the man above who was still twitching, the acupuncture point spasmed, constantly sucking and devouring Victor's penis, and tightening greedily.

Victor accelerated the frequency of thrusting and thrusting. The tacit understanding the two had cultivated made Heimdall involuntarily raise his lower limbs and clamp them tightly. There was a bulging sensation in the intestinal wall, and Heimdall stretched out his hand to hug him. Neck, Viktor gritted his teeth and ejaculated inside Heimdall.

The only sound left in the room was a sharp panting.

Victor fell on top of Heimdall, then rolled aside.The two embraced each other intimately, enjoying this moment together, their chests pressed against their chests, you kissed me for a while, and I kissed you for a while, calming each other's heartbeat like a drum.Victor's hard object was still in Heimdall's body, it had been shot once, but it hadn't softened yet.They switched positions again, Viktor laying Heimdall on top of him, jerking slowly at the freshly ejaculated cum.

Heimdall closed his eyes and felt the caressing in and out of his body, heaved a sigh of relief, then suddenly thought of something, opened his eyes and grabbed the master's arm with great interest.

"Hurry up, call out to my husband! Don't try to renege on your debt, or you will be able to use both hands in the future!"

Such threats are truly terrifying.

Master: "...husband."

Mr. Stulusson looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "Good boy~~My husband loves you~~~"

Then, extreme joy begets sorrow.