Waiting Upon You

Ling Lang supported the back of the sofa with both hands. Because of the lack of belts, the dragon robe was loosely draped over his body, with most of his breasts exposed, and the hem of the dragon robe was pushed high to his waist, revealing his graceful buttocks and thighs. In the meantime, male organs kept coming in and out, bumping into Ling Lang's body and shaking it endlessly.

The expression of his raised head was tangled, the joy from the backyard and the sadness of being restrained were intertwined, making him unable to tell whether it was more pleasure or more pain.Over time, the boundary between the two senses became blurred, until the brain was also blinded by this perversion of the senses, and secreted amine polyphenols, which were comparable to high-purity heroin, which made him addicted and fascinated him. I feel addicted to it, unable to extricate myself.

He even began to expect that Feng Hao's movements could be rougher. He hoped that those slender, manipulative hands would no longer just rest between his crotches, but would hit him hard, causing the pain to spread from his body to his entire body. The trembling in his heart, just imagining it made him tremble with excitement.

His buttocks swayed slightly twice, and his gluteal muscles contracted without rhythm, implying Feng Hao's desire at the moment.As if sensing his invitation, Feng Hao's palm slid from his waist to his tight buttocks, and slowly drew a circle there. Just such a small prelude caused Ling Lang to breathe quickly, and he grabbed the sofa with his fingers desperately. Tightening, knuckles pale from the strain, it's hard to tell whether his reaction at the moment is desire, fear, or both.

Feng Hao's hand spun around the target for a long time, then lifted it up suddenly, Ling Lang's muscles tightened, and his body's defense system automatically activated, ready to receive the next heavy blow.

However, to his surprise, the imagined pain did not arrive as expected, Feng Hao's palm did not slap, but gently covered his buttocks.

Ling Lang's body gradually relaxed under this stroking, and he seemed to have forgotten how he was going to be treated, so that after Feng Hao raised his hand again, his reaction was half a beat slower than last time.

This time Feng Hao still didn't make a move, Ling Lang felt a little disappointed, and the aroused emotions gradually calmed down in the following caresses.

The speed at which Feng Hao's slap officially fell was much faster than Ling Lang imagined. Even before his body, which was slightly sluggish due to being slapped twice, had no time to react, the pain spread through the contact point. to the whole body.

The sudden pain caused Ling Lang to exclaim aloud. Before the exclamation was completely over, the ending sound turned into a groan of ecstasy. The two completely different audio frequencies before and after were seamlessly connected together, but produced a strange harmony.

I received this palm completely unprepared, and the pain was even more intense. Accompanied by it was an unbearable tingling sensation and an unspeakable humiliation. For this kind of experience, this time Ling Lang increased the swing of his butt without shame, and couldn't wait to ask for more.

Feng Hao did the same thing on the other side, sometimes fast, sometimes slowing down, sometimes rising but not falling, sometimes rising and falling quickly, playing with Ling Lang's body and mind with completely incomprehensible movements. The unrestrained sound of calling the bed is also arousing people's daydream.

After the warm-up of the foreplay ended, Feng Hao's slaps fell like dense raindrops, hardly leaving him any time to breathe, and the strength of each slap was just right, and it would not make him feel unbearably painful or weak The aftertaste of weakness and pain prolongs this feeling infinitely. Ling Lang's initial exclamation gradually turned into a muffled groan. His hands no longer clasped the sofa forcefully, but drooped powerlessly together with his head, and his hips were lifted even higher up.

When Feng Hao finally stopped, Ling Lang's fair buttocks were already stained with a layer of pink, and it looked even more alluring against the golden dragon robe. Feng Hao's fingertips circled around the pink area provocatively. In the circle, Ling Lang gasped, and under the intertwined sense of pain and numbness, a slight itchiness welled up in his heart.

He only felt that the back hole was empty, it turned out that Feng Hao had left his body, and then the whole person was forcibly turned upside down, the head was thrown down, the buttocks were raised high, and both feet were pressed to the ears. Never before in such a humiliating posture, the blood rushed to the brain in an instant, and the waist was almost broken.

Feng Hao reinserted Yushi into his secret place, and then showed a tendency to leave. Ling Lang cried out nervously, but Feng Hao stopped him.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to worry, I will come as soon as I go."

"Do not……"

"The emperor dares to say no again, I don't mind exchanging the jade potential for candles."

After he finished speaking, he left, leaving Ling Lang forced to maintain that embarrassing posture, repeating the rebellious minister ten thousand times in his heart.

Time passed by every minute and every second, before Feng Hao left, he only inserted half of the jade power. At first Ling Lang thought he was being considerate, but now he knew that he was doing it on purpose. The moist intestinal juice and the smooth jade body are falling slowly under the action of gravity.

The feeling was very subtle, but it couldn't be ignored. Ling Lang tightened his gluteal muscles desperately, but he still couldn't stop the downward trend. Instead, it made it a little deeper because of the contraction force.

Ling Lang wanted to stretch out his hand to pull out some of the things in his body, but found that he couldn't do it with his current posture, he could only keep his original position, and he was afraid that Feng Hao, who kept his word, would really let him be a human body candlestick.

Feng Hao finally turned back, he seemed to be holding something in his hand, Ling Lang, who was punching with blood, couldn't see it very clearly.

But he soon knew, he felt a chill coming from his buttocks, and guessed from the shape of the contact that Feng Hao probably brought something like ointment.

The medicine bottle in Feng Hao's hand was small, with a semicircular sphere at the top. He carefully applied the cool ointment to every inch of the flushed area. Under his fiddling, Ling Lang's wailing of pain gradually transformed into Comfortable groans, groans overflowed from the slightly parted lips and teeth, it sounded like a kitten meowing.

Ling Lang felt the sofa sink, and it was Feng Hao who stepped on it. The jade posture was thrown aside again, and Feng Hao inserted it from above in Ling Lang's current posture.

Ling Lang was going crazy, his neck and waist were about to be broken, but he couldn't resist the spiritual pleasure brought by this deformed sex position, his blood-congested brain made him unable to think normally, and his lower body became more and more swollen , but could not get relief for a long time, he had no choice but to beg Feng Hao to allow him to release.

"Ai Qing, untie it for me."

Feng Hao ignored it.

"I order you to untie it for me."

Feng Hao's attack became stronger, hitting his private parts heavily and forcefully.

Ling Lang breathed a sigh of relief, "I beg Aiqing to untie it for me."

Only then did Feng Hao react a bit, "What good is that minister?"

Ling Lang was no longer sober, and he randomly used the lines in the script to answer, "I will be promoted to a noble for Aiqing, granted the land by the king, and rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold..."

Feng Hao raised the corners of his lips, "Even if the emperor has given all of this country to his minister, it is not rare for him to be a minister."

Ling Lang gritted his teeth, "I would like to sleep with the general every night."

Feng Hao, who was changed from prime minister to general, twitched his fingers gracefully, and the golden belt fell to the ground. The long-settling desire finally found a breakthrough, and it burst out impatiently, milky white liquid sprayed all over his face.

Feng Hao didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, he pulled him up, picked up the straps and tied his hands again, pushed him down on the sofa, raised his left leg to rest on his shoulder, and said nothing Hold the gun and go straight in.

The aftertaste of Ling Lang's climax has not yet passed, and his sensitive body made him unable to withstand this powerful attack. He twisted and struggled, tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, and the voice of begging for no more was mixed with crying.

Feng Hao didn't pay attention to it at all, he pushed in and out with all his strength, hitting the target every time, Ling Lang seemed to be jolting on a carriage, not an inch of muscle was driven by him, and all the bones in his body fell apart.

His spirit fell into another world, without light or oxygen, his five sense organs disappeared one by one, only the sense of touch expanded to every cell.He could even see the meridians all over his body glowing like thin threads in the boundless darkness, and the acupoints were like dots, being lit up one by one by Feng Hao starting from the perineum.

When the Eight Extraordinary Meridians were completely opened up, countless dazzling rays of light were suddenly emitted from the body, illuminating the whole world like daytime. Ling Lang opened his eyes suddenly, and the sharply constricted pupils completely lost focus, and a stream of heat flowed along. The long and narrow passage gushed out, and he was forced into an orgasm by Feng Hao.

Feng Hao also accelerated the pumping speed during this intense spasm. Ling Lang, who had experienced two orgasms in a short period of time, was delirious due to the huge impact force, and his sanity had already flown beyond the sky.

There is only one image left in his mind, that is, unceasing ups and downs, ups and downs, and ups and downs again, and this regular movement seems to last forever.

Feng Hao's final sprint was like a violent storm, "Your Majesty, all the loyalty of the minister is here, and the Emperor must take it away."

After finishing speaking, he drew his sword out of its sheath, and the blade pointed directly at the Emperor Longyan. Ling Lang subconsciously closed his eyes, only to feel several bursts of sword energy blowing towards his face, followed by viscous liquid flowing down his face.

Feng Hao closed his eyes and thought about it for a few seconds, then slowly opened his eyes, grabbed the corner of the dragon robe rudely, wiped off the filth left on his penis, and threw it aside again.

In a blink of an eye, he returned to a well-dressed gentleman, in stark contrast to Ling Lang, whose thighs couldn't be closed on the sofa, his dragon robe was messy, and his body was covered in white turbidity.

Feng Hao's voice sounded from a high place, "Your Majesty, which line are you going to say for the closing line?"

Ling Lang was half dead, his whole body was exhausted, and it took him a long time to forcefully speak out his will.

"Drag it out and chop it up."