God, your chapter H has been locked by me

"Idiot." The editor-in-chief sighed softly, Wei Ning felt his hands reach into his underwear, kneading his buttocks, the editor-in-chief pressed down, and the two of them pressed against each other again, and he kissed Wei Ning's body , using his lower body to rub against Wei Ning's up and down, the panties were quickly ripped off, Wei Ning felt that his part couldn't wait to pop out, and when he touched the hard abdominal muscles of the editor-in-chief, he subconsciously grabbed the editor-in-chief's arm.

The editor-in-chief is an activist, so he didn't say a word at this time, only Wei Ning's rough breathing and the rustling of the fabric on the bed in the silent atmosphere, the editor-in-chief kissed Wei Ning's shrinking belly, tongue=tip Licking into his belly button, Wei Ning couldn't help snorting, his lower=body was so hard, hot streams poured down=his body, his face was already burning, and his throat seemed to be on fire when he breathed.

The editor-in-chief held his firm = straight = organ = organ, and moved it up and down. His palm was a little rough, but the stimulation = excitement brought by the callus was exciting = Wei Ning's body twisted uncontrollably. Bending up and then slowly stretching out, sometimes unconsciously scratching the hair with his hands, sometimes groping on the bed, he was a little overwhelmed by the unfamiliar pleasure.

When the editor-in-chief's fingers began to stimulate the turtle's head, Wei Ning finally couldn't help making a small hum.

"Do you like it?" Although it was a question, before Wei Ning could answer, the editor-in-chief began to poke the skin of the bag with his fingertips, prodding the sensitive holes inside.

"Ah...wait...ah!" Wei Ning was suddenly pushed up by the editor-in-chief, and then the pouch on one side was sucked by the editor-in-chief, his mind went blank for a moment, and he felt ashamed=shame in a strong sense of pleasure Scattered, then exploded in the brain, and spread to the whole body, the editor's nose=breath was warm, but he himself seemed to be on fire.

"That's enough... don't... editor in chief... um..." Wei Ning could hardly finish his sentence, the editor sucked=sucked his place, his fingers kept poking=puncturing, his body trembled unreasonably, his waist = There seems to be a fermentation tank hidden in the eyes, the acid=swelling feeling is continuously radiating from there, the waist=abdomen, thigh=legs=roots are all sore and limp...

The blood in his whole body seemed to be rushing there, and the pleasure swallowed Wei Ning like a scourge. Wei Ning screamed out of control, and then he found this critical moment in despair, but he didn't know the name of the editor-in-chief.

"Editor-in-Chief..." His voice was trembling, Wei Ning's guilt = evil = overwhelming when he uttered these two words, it really seemed like an unspoken rule!

"Name..." Wei Ning bow= got up and fell down heavily, his hands tightly grasped the bed=sheets, his feet=toes were curled up tightly, he couldn't hold it anymore.

"If you don't want to call the editor-in-chief, just call me husband." The editor-in-chief said and sped up his movements, Wei Ning let out a cry, and finally the essence=off fell, and ejaculation= came out.

Husband... Husband, you are a sister!

Wei Ning stared at the editor-in-chief with red eyes, with shame=anger on his face, the editor-in-chief smiled, and kissed=hold him, the kiss became more and more urgent, Wei Ning was almost suffocated by the kiss, during which the editor-in-chief's big clone kept Rubbing against his leg, Wei Ning was a little timid, saying that the guy is really 18cm and won't penetrate him...

"Turn around." The editor-in-chief suddenly straightened up, Wei Ning was stunned for a moment, his eyes were unconsciously attracted by his dangling pillar, and he swallowed hard.

"Don't put on an expression that you really want to eat, okay?" The editor-in-chief laughed, and Wei Ning immediately blushed: "I didn't..."

"Turn around." The editor-in-chief urged again, his forehead was shining brightly, and he licked his lips while speaking, not as easily as Wei Ning imagined.

"Uh..." Wei Ning flinched a little suddenly. He lay on the bed slowly. The editor-in-chief suddenly pulled up his waist. I was stuffed with a pillow by the editor-in-chief.

"That... editor-in-chief, wait a minute!" Wei Ning turned his head with difficulty, with a pitiful expression on his face: "Be sure to lubricate well, and remember to wear a condom!"

"There seems to be no lubricant in this place, so I can only work hard on you." The editor-in-chief smiled, and Wei Ning shivered. Rub up and down along the groin = groove.The editor-in-chief's place was hot=hot-hard=hard, he wiped a handful of his own semen and spread it on his ass=slit, and the sliding=moved smoothly, Wei Ning clearly felt the different touches of the editor-in-chief's stem=body and turtle=head , when the tortoise head rubbed against the chrysanthemum hole, the danger of being violated at any time made his body tense=shrink.

This is probably the feeling of the legendary chrysanthemum=flower tightening...

Wei Ning wanted to cry without tears.

The editor-in-chief didn't seem to be in a hurry to come in. He rubbed his hands to soothe his desire, and walked up Wei Ning's back and thighs with his hands, rubbing his upper buttocks. What is more presumptuous = ravaged.

The editor-in-chief didn't say anything, but Wei Ning was already ashamed=indignant by his poor body, the editor-in-chief touched his lower=body again, Wei Ning was half=hard, and was soon teased=again by the editor-in-chief, At this time, the editor-in-chief squeezed the stem=body=between his legs=, the pouch=bag was rubbed, Wei Ningwu's waist collapsed, and the butt=butt=pout=was higher.

"Legs, clamp=tighter." The editor-in-chief patted Wei Ning's ass, supported his hips with both hands, and suddenly began to twitch=insert in this position. His big=legs couldn’t help shaking=started up, the editor-in-chief held down his crotch=sides to prevent him from spreading=open=legs, slapped=slapped=hit his buttocks=his legs seemed to be on fire, The sticky=greasy body=fluid and sweat dripped down, although it wouldn’t hurt if it wasn’t=inserted=into it, but the editor-in-chief’s body=squeezed his sac=bag and stem=body=root=part, and it was on his With a clear mind, the sense of shame = shame has been greatly improved...

"Um... ah... the editor in chief..." Wei Ning pressed the pillow, sinking his hands into it, his body was constantly shaken by the impact of the editor, his lower body was too stiff, his neck and ears were red. Breathing heavily with his mouth open, the editor-in-chief freed up a hand to rub his chest=mouth, pinch=clamping his nipple=tip=flicking, Wei Ning yelled out...he felt the editor-in-chief's turtle=head overflowing=fluid , made a mess between his legs, and suddenly his legs softened and he couldn't kneel.

"Hmm..." The editor-in-chief pulled him up and hugged him from behind to kiss him, his tongues were entangled together and he made a grunt, and the saliva overflowed uncontrollably. Busy kissing and couldn't leave for a moment, the lower=body collided together, the editor-in-chief grabbed Wei Ning's hand and held the two people's stem=body, guiding him to move up and down.

"Hmm..." Wei Ning was messed up by the kiss, and his palms were terribly hot. He didn't realize what he had done, he just moved up and down at high speed mechanically, stroking his thumb from time to time=touching the editor-in-chief's circle=moistening At the top=end, the editor-in-chief let go of his hand and let him please him, and began to vigorously caress=touch Wei Ning’s soft=tough body, hard nipple=tips, rolling=upturned buttock=bottom are all good toys for him, He even stretched his fingers into the crevice of his buttocks to press=knead the folds of Wei Ning's back point.

"Editor-in-chief!" Wei Ning was taken aback, but the editor-in-chief kissed him, and withdrew his hand to help him take care of the source of excitement for the two of them. , the editor-in-chief grabbed his hand and moved it twice, and then a burst of heat=liquid=spray=on Wei Ning’s abdomen, Wei Ning’s abdomen=muscle contracted=contracted by the stimulation, and the semen=fluid of the two of them Successively one=share=one=share=spray=out.

In the rest of the climax, the two were panting violently like swans crossing their necks. The editor-in-chief kissed Wei Ning's wet lips, held his face, and touched it: "Do you want to take a bath?"

Wei Ning stared blankly at the editor-in-chief: "It's over?"

The editor-in-chief was also taken aback for a moment, then buried his head in his neck and shook his shoulders.

"What are you laughing at..." Before Wei Ning finished speaking, he was suddenly hugged by the editor-in-chief, and the two of them squeezed together in a soft place, which was a bit weird.

"I said, if you tempt me like this again, I don't have such good concentration." The deep voice of the editor-in-chief rang in his ears, Wei Ning was stunned, and suddenly realized that he hadn't planned to intervene from the beginning .

Suddenly I was moved. Although the editor-in-chief didn't say anything, Wei Ning had already imagined words such as "I will wait until you get used to it", "I will follow the steps", "I will give you time." Wei Ning couldn't help laughing Laughing, he said thank you, jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom.

The editor-in-chief looked at Wei Ning running around naked and defenseless, shook his head, got up and put on his bathrobe and went out.

"Where are you going, editor-in-chief?" Wei Ning poked his head out.

"It's sticky and uncomfortable, I'll go to Tang Kai to wash it."

Wei Ning was stunned for a moment, and growled in his heart: Go to Tang Kai to wash it, do you know that you smell like musk all over your body now!You... If you are in a hurry, I can let you wash it first. If you want to say that you can wash it together, it is not impossible...

"Don't you want to invite me?" The editor-in-chief looked at Wei Ning with a half-smile, and just as Wei Ning opened his mouth, the editor-in-chief turned around and shook hands with him: "Next time." After speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

Wei Ning had a dark face, looked at the porch and couldn't say a word, felt terribly aggrieved, even if he was a younger brother, he wouldn't bring someone so close, he hated seeing that Tang Kai!His uncle!

In the corridor at this time, Tang Kai was leaning against the wall and smoking a cigarette, when he saw the editor-in-chief smiled: "Does this mean you succeeded?"

The editor-in-chief didn't respond, and walked directly to Tang Kai's door: "Smoking is prohibited here, right?"

"Tsk, there is such a strong smell of desire = dissatisfaction!"

The editor-in-chief gave Tang Kai a sideways look. The pockets of his trousers were bulging. Taking advantage of Tang Kai's unpreparedness, the editor-in-chief suddenly reached out and took out something... It was a deck of playing cards.

Tang Kai's expression was a bit unnatural, he turned his face away and smoked: "Anyway, everyone is bored, let's fight landlords or something at night..." As he was speaking, his head was suddenly rubbed by the editor-in-chief: "Grandma will be fine."

"What are you talking about, I'm not worried..." Tang Kai said, and suddenly pushed the editor-in-chief away, with an angry expression on his face: "Damn! Have you washed your hands?"

The editor-in-chief smiled, swiped the door with the room card and went straight into the bathroom. Tang Kai followed in with a dark face. Before closing the door, the air pressure was very low and cursed: "Bastard! I curse you for a lifetime!"