God, your chapter H has been locked by me

"Come here...try it..." Wei Ning was sweating all over, the jade flakes on the waist rope were dripping green and slightly shiny with his twisting, the editor-in-chief asked Wei Ning to sit on his lap , brought the two parts together to comfort, the editor-in-chief was hard and hot, swollen and purple, and the veins were exposed, compared with Wei Ning's, it was much more delicate, the stem was pink and tender, the top was rosy, and the semen overflowed, as if painted There was a layer of grease, the two dicks were squeezing and colliding with each other, looking quite lewd, Wei Ning stared there and couldn't take his eyes off, he could clearly feel the pulsation of the editor-in-chief, and the stimulation of the hair, his whole body was hot, and the tip was constantly Liquid was spilled, and soon both of them were wet.

"Hmm..." Wei Ning and the editor-in-chief pressed their foreheads together, and their breaths intertwined. He let out an unbearable sigh. The place where the two rubbed each other became more and more slippery. It was hard to tell whose semen was, and Wei Ning's lower abdomen trembled violently. , hummed in a low voice.

"You shrink back so badly..." The editor-in-chief said in a hoarse voice, "Want to ejaculate?"

"Hmm..." Wei Ning frowned, the editor's fingers were digging in his body, the foreign body sensation made the original raging desire recede a bit, he hovered at the critical point of ejaculation, the kind of release that was endangered but could not be released The feeling of not being able to get up or down made his whole body soaked soft by lust, and even his sigh was peachy: "Stop playing with me...I...I can't do it..."

The excess semen flowed down the stalk to the scrotum, and was wiped away by the editor-in-chief with his fingers. The index finger withdrew, and the wet middle finger poked in again. Wei Ning gasped and sucked into the finger, and the feeling of fingertips hanging on the inner wall made him moan. Voice: "Wait...it's too deep...don't..." The deep part of the back acupoint was pressed hard, and a strange throbbing was transmitted. Wei Ning buried his head on the editor-in-chief's shoulder, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Hey, relax."

"Hmm..." Wei Ning panted sweetly and bitterly. Following the editor-in-chief's rapid strokes, the semen spurted out one after another, and the editor-in-chief also started to ejaculate. The hot semen poured out, and the stem and lower abdomen were in a mess. Wei Ning felt His back contracted violently, the editor-in-chief's fingers were twisted, and he swallowed deeper and deeper. At this moment, the editor-in-chief kissed the side of his neck, rubbed his buttocks with his palms to break them apart, and added another finger.

"Well……"

"pain?"

Wei Ning shook his head. The feeling of being exploited was too tormenting. He panted heavily, "Master... what are you talking about... Hurry up... um... come in..." The editor-in-chief stretched it open with his fingers, coldly The air entered, and Wei Ning trembled, "Get up." The editor-in-chief supported Wei Ning's waist and let him kneel down. While continuing to knead his buttocks vigorously, Wei Ning held his nipple again. There was a numb itching, and his body felt tingly one after another. He raised his neck and let out a sweet humming sound uncontrollably.In a daze, the editor-in-chief's third finger also came in, fully expanded with the help of semen, and the inner wall was completely stretched, making an embarrassing sound of water.

"Enough... um..." The nipples were so painful from being sucked, Wei Ning helplessly pushed the editor-in-chief's head, twisted his waist to try to avoid the editor-in-chief's violating fingers, the sensitive points were constantly poked, Wei Ning The muscles in his body tightened one after another, his legs were sore, his waist and eyes were soft, just being played with by his fingers, he couldn't help moaning in a different tone, Wei Ning cursed bitterly, and urged him urgently before he became even weirder. : "Hurry up...uh... hurry up..."

"No, you're going to get hurt if you don't lubricate well."

"Master! No one can die!" Wei Ning breathed heavily, sweat dripping down his face, his whole body was almost soaked in sweat: "Hurry up..."

Damn it, keep grinding... This is simply a shame play...

"You still have to host tomorrow."

"It's all right!"

"Think about it, I won't stop crying for pain when the time comes."

"The parties said that it's all right, you're not finished! Uh... are you going to die?" Just as Wei Ning finished speaking, the editor-in-chief suddenly pulled his finger away. Wei Ning took a deep breath, and the feeling of emptiness spread over the pain. Yes, but the editor-in-chief didn't make him wait any longer. Holding his waist, the erect penis began to rub against his buttocks, the round glans was grinding outside the back hole, and his fingers began to rub Wei Ning's buttocks vigorously .

"Sit down slowly." The editor-in-chief's voice was low and hoarse, sexy as hell, Wei Ning took a deep breath, pressed his hands on the editor-in-chief's shoulders, and began to sit down. This process was still not very smooth, the back acupoints were burning hot, Wei Ning was sweating more fiercely, and the tassels of the waist rope fell off at some point and stuck to his sweaty legs.

"Take your time, don't worry." The editor-in-chief stroked Wei Ning's body to help him relax. Wei Ning's thighs were trembling, trying not to let himself fall down, and taking a deep breath slowly as the editor-in-chief asked.

"Ha... ah... it hurts... it hurts to death... I'm so sick..." Wei Ning narrowed his eyes, his lips trembling: "Master... If I hadn't been soft-hearted... the one who suffers now is you..."

"Heh..." The editor-in-chief laughed out loud, but there was heavy panting in his voice. He was silent for a long time before responding under his breath: "About suffering, we are each other..."

Wei Ning frowned, his leg became weak and he swallowed a part, the editor-in-chief groaned, slapped his ass, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't clamp it so tightly..."

"Uh... bastard, how can I control it..." Wei Ning's expression was a little distorted: "It's you...don't...don't...well..." The avatar swelled in his body, and Wei Ning felt that the folds inside It was about to be smoothed out, his eyes were hot, and he said in a trembling voice: "Haven't... all gone in yet?"

The editor-in-chief didn't answer, but took his hand to touch the place where the two were connected, and when his fingertips touched the hot stem, Wei Ning shivered, realizing that the editor-in-chief's full erection size and giant were buried in his body Wei Ning groaned, gritted his teeth and sat down slowly until his fingertips receded to the roots. Wei Ning's legs softened and he sat on the editor-in-chief completely. The inconceivable depth was penetrated, and Wei Ning felt in a trance that it was almost reaching his stomach, and his body was swollen uncomfortably.

"Move yourself." The editor-in-chief stroked Wei Ning's thigh, and looked at him: "Don't you want to fuck me? First train your waist strength."

"..." Wei Ning looked at the editor-in-chief angrily, slowed down, suddenly pressed his chest and pressed the person down, then raised his body, and then slowly lowered it, he could clearly feel the avatar rubbing against the inner wall, and where it rubbed, Why is he in charge of all the rubbing, Wei Ning snorted, closed his eyes, and moved up and down as if masturbating.At the beginning, I could control the speed and angle, but gradually the pleasure surged up, my thighs began to tremble and become weak, I couldn't use any strength, and I basically fell when I sat down, my body was stabbed violently, and my internal organs were all twisted together. Wei Ning cried out.

"Ah...ah...don't..." Wei Ning raised his neck, felt the back hole getting wet, and the sound of slapping water getting louder: "Don't cum in it..."

"I didn't ejaculate." The editor-in-chief also panted unbearably. He greedily looked at Wei Ning's beautiful body and sighed: "Is it so comfortable? Are you so wet?"

"Get out...I'm not a woman..." Wei Ning blushed, and as his body heaved, streams of heat gathered towards his lower abdomen. He swallowed, stretched out his hand to hold his half-hard body and stroked it.

"Some zeros can secrete intestinal juices when they are feeling."

"Shut up..." I don't know if it was hinted by this sentence, Wei Ning really felt liquid gushing out of his body, his back acupuncture point contracted for a while, and his thighs trembled while sitting on the editor-in-chief: "...uh..."

"Come here..." The editor-in-chief suddenly pulled Wei Ning into his arms, and the two of them kissed each other, their tongues entwined and pushed against each other, saliva overflowing from the corners of their lips, the editor-in-chief kneaded Wei Ning's buttocks, and withdrew from his body Out, Wei Ning was desperately contracting as if trying to persuade him to stay, the editor-in-chief groaned, hugged Wei Ning tightly and turned over, pressing the person under him, thrusting his tongue into his throat to tease fiercely, Wei Ning immediately uttered a series of words Hmm.The editor-in-chief ruthlessly touched his thigh, slid his hand to the bend of his leg and pushed it up, thrusting in violently, the whimpering sound was blocked by his tongue, and the editor-in-chief thrust quickly.

"Hmm..." Wei Ning held on to the editor-in-chief's shoulders tightly, and the aggressive confrontation made him almost collapse. He struggled to turn away from the editor-in-chief's lips, gasped greedily, and the bed made a terrible creaking sound. Ning was pushed backwards, his head almost hit the head of the bed, and was pulled back by the editor-in-chief...

"Ah...you...you took...the aphrodisiac..."

"Next time...no matter what happens...you can't just disappear...don't answer the phone...don't listen to the explanation..." the editor-in-chief spoke word by word, contradicting each sentence fiercely, loudly The bed almost collapsed, but he didn't care at all: "Did you hear that?"

"Listen... um... I heard..."

"Don't think about it alone...don't go into a dead end..." The editor-in-chief gave another slap in the face: "Answer?"

"I know... Ah... Got it..."

The editor-in-chief's movements slowed down, and Wei Ning was able to breathe. His legs subconsciously wrapped around the editor's waist, and he looked at the editor-in-chief absently. The latter bent down and kissed him: "Wei Ning, trust me, I love you."

Wei Ning froze for a moment, his heart softened into a ball, as if someone crushed it and mixed it with warm water, even though the hands that were gently kneading had left, his heart was still like a reconciled dough, slowly The fermentation slowly swelled up, he hooked the corners of his mouth, put his arms around the editor-in-chief's neck, clasped the editor-in-chief's waist tightly with his feet, and pushed his body up to let the editor-in-chief poke deeper, he murmured: "Hurry up!" A little...I...haven't had enough..."

"Uh..." The editor-in-chief groaned, and a new round of thrusting and thrusting erupted immediately, and the impact of the body made a crackling sound. Wei Ning's moan was smashed to pieces by him, his body slipped on the bed sheet, and the bed shook accordingly. The suppressed groans and gasps of the editor, the hot sweat dripping from his body, the ambiguous sound of water coming in and out, all of them indicated that they were having intense sex. The one you love is closely connected to him, and he is addicted to his body, and loses his calm and self-control... What could be happier than this?

"Editor-in-chief...I...love you too..." Wei Ning grabbed the editor-in-chief's arm, and after confessing his confession, he couldn't restrain his screams, his eyes gradually lost focus, his body writhed with the primitive desire, and his lower body was touching each other The ejaculation came out during the dawdling, followed by the convulsive contraction of the posterior acupoint, before Wei Ning recovered from the pleasure of ejaculation, suddenly a hot liquid splashed to the G-spot, the sensitive inner wall suddenly contracted, more The liquid was swallowed, and Wei Ning moaned uncontrollably: "Ah... you... get out..."

The editor-in-chief leaned over to kiss him, entangled his tongue fiercely, but his lower body refused to withdraw. The full amount of semen was poured into Wei Ning's body until it softened and slipped out. Wei Ning groaned, obviously feeling the hot liquid Flow out from the back hole.

"Asshole... I still have a host tomorrow..."

The editor-in-chief kissed Wei Ning's reddened eyes, put his index finger in and hooked it, and the liquid flowed out again: "Don't worry, I will clean it up." Saying this, the editor-in-chief kissed Wei Ning again, this time they kissed tenderly and delicately , affectionately, when the lips parted, the editor-in-chief whispered: "Congratulations on your graduation."

Having just experienced a love affair that can be said to open the door to another new world, Wei Ning always felt that this graduation was not purely academic, so he frowned and emphasized: "I have to congratulate me for officially entering the society and making a big splash." cause!"

"Really? Then you still have a lot to learn." The editor-in-chief stroked Wei Ning's hair: "Consider continuing to re-educate from me?"

"You are so expensive, I can't afford it." Wei Ning pursed his lips, deliberately ambiguous.

The editor-in-chief also smiled, gently pressed his index finger on his inner wall, and some semen was released. Following Wei Ning's soft humming, he whispered in his ear: "Are you satisfied with today's trial reading? I can let you go for free. , no time limit, no place limit.”

"Isn't your so-called riding a ride? Insidious!" Wei Ning rolled his eyes at the editor-in-chief, closed his eyes, and sighed angrily: "But forget it, your skills are so good that I would still be in pain. If it were you Uncle at such an old age, you can’t go crazy in pain, I’ll just let you be weak and sick!"

The top of his head was rubbed, the editor-in-chief didn't speak, Wei Ning snorted lightly.He knew that although he had successfully graduated from his student life, the test of being a social person had just begun, and the relationship between him and the editor-in-chief had only just entered school, and there was still a long way to go in the future.