Qiuchi silent

Summary: Why are you so clingy?

Pre-chapter warning: Mu Zhe has never given a mouth, and accidentally knocked his teeth a few times.

Xie Qiuchi leaned his head back against the carpet firmly, his chin and neck were almost stretched into a line, his Adam's apple was rolling violently, enduring the double psychological and physical stimulation, tears rolled down again when he ejaculated, he opened his mouth with tears in his eyes Misty eyes watched Mu Zhe come up to him.

The semen in his mouth became thinner and thinner during the exchange of kisses, Mu Zhe bit his lower lip, and jokingly said, "Isn't your own food more delicious?"

His voice was a little hoarse, Xie Qiuchi boldly stretched out his arms to hug him, and shook his head: "Your food is delicious."

"Forget about being coquettish." Mu Zhe wiped his tears rudely. Xie Qiuchi sucked his nose and tried to lift his wet lower body to rub against him. He closed his eyes and whispered: "Master...fuck that bitch, Fuck bitch..."

Mu Zhe liked his energy so much, and wanted to grind him for a while, but he couldn't help himself, so he kissed Xie Qiuchi's eyelids: "Look at me, open your ass."

Originally, Xie Qiuchi raised his upper body slightly to hug his shoulders, but now he let go and went down, and then fell back on the carpet. Mu Zhe put his hands on the back of his head: "So urgent?"

"Well, I want to be fucked by you." Xie Qiuchi's voice was still a little shy.

"Untie it for me." Mu Zhe kissed his thin red eyes again, licking away the tears flowing into his hair. It fell down from the thigh, and there was a momentary cold feeling, and then Mu Zhe lifted the leg and stuck it to his hot waist.

Xie Qiuchi still didn't forget what Mu Zhe said just now, obediently pinched his buttocks and opened them. When Mu Zhe bumped into him, he was bumping under Mu Zhe's ferocious friction, twisting his waist and screaming.

The pouch and abs bumped into his hands sometimes, his swollen buttocks sometimes, and the scars from the ruler hurt and heated up.Mu Zhe fucked him for a while, held his left calf and lifted it up, kissed his ankle lightly with a sideways movement, and then put it down. Xie Qiuchi gasped and screamed loudly, and the lowered leg was wrapped around Mu Zhe's waist again. , He was wrapped tightly, and when changing positions, Mu Zhe half hugged him, with Mu Zhe still holding Mu Zhe's legs.

Mu Zhe squeezed his thigh funnyly, he sat cross-legged, let Xie Qiuchi sit on him, and asked knowingly, "Why are you so clingy?"

Xie Qiuchi was very embarrassed. He also felt that he was too enthusiastic, as if he was too shameless, and his face was flushed, but Mu Zhe stroked his back, leaving a tingling sensation on it, and said: "This is so good, I like it." .”

Xie Qiuchi was filled with these words, and continued to cling to him shamelessly. He ordered Xie Qiuchi to help him take off his shirt, while holding his buttocks and nailing him to his penis, almost pulling out and submerging him completely. Hearing Xie Qiuchi's groans, he shook his fingers to unbutton Mu Zhe, Mu Zhe asked him to take off his clothes cooperatively, then freed up another hand, and threw the sweat-soaked shirt onto Xie Qiuchi's face Reward him for smelling.

Xie Qiuchi was surrounded by his breath, trembling with excitement.

Mu Zhe fucked him in this position, Xie Qiuchi's penis became hard again, and the moment he pulled it out, he almost had an orgasm again. Mu Zhe blocked the small hole with his thumb, and patted his ass: "Lie down."

After a burst of cloth rubbing, Mu Zhe covered him again. Both of them were completely naked. Mu Zhe stopped his waist and let his back stick to his chest, and threw the trousers and shirt in front of him: "In my Stack them before shooting."

He re-inserted, the movement was still fierce, Xie Qiuchi tried to smooth the material of the cloth while being fucked, but when he was rubbed against the sensitive point, he couldn't control the strength, and instead creased the shirt even more.

"Master...um...please...please slow down...Master, please slow down..."

"How do you shoot if you're slow?" Mu Zhe asked him, his thumb still stuck on the mouth of his bell.

"No more cum, no more dog cum..." Xie Qiuchi shook his head desperately.

"No." Mu Zhe flatly refused, and while kissing his sweaty neck, said vaguely, "Come together."

He hugged Xie Qiuchi and kept wedged, rubbing his abdomen with his palms to touch his protruding genitals, and when he finally released it, he moved away the fingers that were pressing Xie Qiuchi's ejaculatory mouth.

All the semen was poured into Xie Qiuchi's intestinal wall, Xie Qiuchi couldn't help but raise his head from the heat, and his unrestricted penis also ejaculated, and some of it even splashed on the clothes that hadn't been folded for a long time.

Mu Zhe hugged Xie Qiuchi tightly, gasped for a while, and then smiled muffledly and turned the puppy's head over to kiss him.

"Is it cool?"

"Cool." Xie Qiuchi nodded.

"But if the clothes are not folded properly and dirty, they will be fined."

"The dog knows." Xie Qiuchi still nodded, grabbed Mu Zhe's arm lying in front of him and nestled himself into Mu Zhe's arms.