so long

Sometimes, when something changes, you are not sure whether the impression of this change on you is good or bad, you can only try to take the change as an opportunity, either to adapt yourself, or to force the other person to change back .

Apart from these two, there is no third option.

——Of course, this is on the premise that it is important enough to you.

"My dear brother, is he the most important thing to you?"

A low and playful voice followed the sound of Yin Shishi closing the door with the palm of his hand, accompanied by some shameful sounds of water flowing and the man's panic-stricken and intolerable refusal.

Yin Shishi looked at being pressed on the bed by Yin Shen, the pair of sexy feet that he almost didn't want to touch that always aroused his special thoughts were pinched tightly by Yin Shen, and the big thorn between the legs Exposing this meat flower that was really invaded by the spout of the kettle, the top of the meat flower is a sluggish desire, and further up, there are all kinds of hickey marks and tooth marks that are still very dark in color.

Yin Shishi's eyes seemed to flash a dark light of disgust. He didn't even seem to hear the man's cry with the sound of crying. He sat indifferently in the position where Yin Shen sat just now, and said, "He's not."

The curved corner of Yin Shen's mouth was raised a little higher, and his eyes returned to the man's body, and he saw the little flower dripping out of the warm water that he poured into it, as if it couldn't hold it anymore, the transparent water flowed directly It flowed down the man's buttocks and thighs, soaking the light-colored sheets in a sinuous way, creating a large mass of dark color...

It turned out that more than half of a pot of water leaked out. How small is it?

Yin Shen was thinking lightly in his heart, but the movement of his hands didn't stop. Yin Shen pushed the spout from thin to thick into it all at once, as if he wanted to completely block the man's leaky flesh. !

"Ah! No...uh...it hurts...Uncle Huang...uh...uncle Huang...where are you?" The man was like every child in danger, stupidly and completely, and began to call himself The name of the person who trusts and loves me the most...

Who would have thought that such a result would only attract the cold spout to penetrate deeper!

The man had a pain in his lower abdomen, and his whole body started to feel cold for no reason. The flesh was well developed, but the small fleshy flower was also filled with water, creating the illusion that his stomach was about to burst.

This made the stupid Ning Jingyao feel wronged, she didn't dare to speak casually, and didn't dare to move casually, but the black cloth covering her eyes was dyed two dark colors, exuding a damp coolness.

Yin Shen saw the man's slightly swollen stomach made by the water bottle, which was very fresh. While pushing aside the hem of the man's obscene clothes that were only loosely tied with belts with his palm, he found the man's flesh and porcelain white hair. When a few streaks of blood appeared on the wall of the kettle, he licked the corner of his mouth, and continued to talk to Yin Shishi: "Then let me change the way, my dear brother, do you have this among your most important things... I want to prepare What about the one who 'eaten'?"

At the same time, Yin Shen's hand on the man's lower abdomen was pressed hard, and the water that originally propped up the man's stomach slightly bulged all flowed out from the fleshy flower! !

The huge impact immediately flipped the little meat flower that should be taken good care of, revealing the bright red soft meat. A lot of water was rushed back into the kettle, and a lot of it was squeezed and splashed out. Some of the turbid water dripping from the man's vagina and medicine splashed on Yin Shen's sleeves, some fell on the ground, and some even splashed on the cheeks of Yin Shishi, who was sitting not far away and was covered in a shadow... …

It all happened in an instant, so when Yin Shen put the kettle on the ground with a satisfied expression, and was about to use his hands to pick up the place that the man had just been cleaned like abusively, whether it was clean or not, Hear Yin Shishi's answer.

"He's not," he said.

That's right, Ning Jingyao is just stupid, he is still himself, but for some people, that is different, completely different, he can't bear such an existence, but he can't stop caring about that person Everything, like that night, when Yin Shishi saw Prince Ning in a red shirt, such a quiet and elegant man, he thought that his Jing Yao had returned, but he didn't expect to see such a picture in the end.

But now, he saw the man who had seduced his son on his brother's bed, the place where he was fucked that day was still swollen with water splashing out with an increasingly strong fishy smell, and he was still moaning lasciviously.

In stark contrast to everything in the past, there is always a taboo-like pleasure and wanting to continue, crushing that person's desire, and growing wantonly in the dark corner.

Ning Jingyao didn't have much mind to think about other things. Even though his hands were loosened, they were still bound and unable to move freely. There were red marks on his legs from being squeezed tightly. The little flower hole kept overflowing with liquid that was no longer warm water, and her whole body was so hot that she screamed for pain while rubbing against the wet sheet under her body on the big bed...

"Ah... um... what to do... um... what to do..." The man clearly heard someone talking, but he didn't hear what the other person was saying at all. There was a layer of tormenting itching, awakening the desire of the man who had just been broken. Even though the place was already swollen and painful, the inside was flooded with lewd water, the flesh wall wriggled and squeezed, wanting more...

"Huh? What do you think?" What did he ask him? The man didn't know. He wanted to close his legs, but they were forcibly pulled further apart. The ligaments of men who haven't had strenuous exercise for a long time are not as stretchable as before. But those legs were still pulled to the level, so that the bloodshot flower hole showed more clearly all of him.

"Oh... no... no... let go... ah..." The man whose legs were almost broken couldn't move his lower body, shaking his head, and transparent saliva slowly slid down the corner of his mouth.

"Fourteen, look at his appearance, is it similar to what you looked at that night?"

Someone was still talking casually, but at the same time, they inserted their fingers into the man's pocket-looking deformed flower hole and vigorously stirred it.

"Ah!! Hmm...uh..." The man's thighs were convulsed, and the acupoints were painful as if pierced by shards of glass, but the intruding fingers were wrapped in the acupoints extremely obsequiously, guiding, Cooperate until his fluffy heart is poked by his fingers, the man tenses up all of a sudden as if incontinent, more lewd water gushes out from the depths of his body than before, and the 'gulu gulu' is squeezed from the flower hole The corridor wets all the hands that invaded the flower hole...

The stimulation this time seemed to take all the strength of the man's body, he gasped and limply on the bed, breathing in the air with big gulps, the small hole under his body was still pinching the slender fingers following the man's movements' suckin' with...

"Tsk, there's so much water."

"Well... no... I didn't..." the man said with lingering fear, even thought it was over, but found that the finger in his flower hole was still stabbing and stirring in the small hole several times, and then supported the man with one hand She turned Ning Jingyao's face around her waist, opened the man's buttocks, and touched the sticky water towards the watery and Lingling rear acupoint that had been wet for a long time...

As if she was still exhibiting for someone, she raised the man's round buttocks high, and used her fingertips to massage the creases of the back acupuncture point continuously. The man who was massaged was already weak even more He just relaxed, and at this moment, he said: "Prince Ning, come, tell me and Fourteen, have you been fucked by someone else...?"

"Your uncle who loves you the most is your son Ning Chongyun, or... that bastard you call 'big cat'?"

As soon as the words fell, Yin Shen opened the folds of the posterior acupuncture point with his hand, and entered it little by little...