canine boyfriend

The car drove away, the old bastard left with his new lover, the high beam lights in front of the boy disappeared, and when he moved, the hair disappeared.So he groaned, as if he hadn't seen enough, indeed he hadn't seen enough, where had he seen this? A dangling white thread was torn from the middle of the lips of the two of them. In order to take another look at the thread, he quickly caught the man The back of the neck, pulled forward, and hurriedly kissed another one.

The man smiled and opened his mouth without refusing, as if he was spoiled by a child who wanted everything.

This time, it is not as simple as just a taste.The two tongues were stirring a piece of white milk sugar at the same time, sticking to their lips sweetly.You take a sip and I take another bite. From one person's mouth to another, the toffee softens and deforms, turning into a milky white film that sticks to the tip of their tongue and covers the inner wall of their mouth.The film seemed to be alive and covered them all over.

The boy seemed to be playing, and the sex aspect was entirely the man who took him across the river and taught him everything, such as posture, strength, and so on.He is really a fool who is groping for stones, rushing forward, biting the toffee in the back of his gums, his tongue is stirring in the man's mouth like crazy, wishing to poke it directly into the throat.

"Uh...cough." The man pinched him and coughed. He had never seen someone so kissable, as if he wanted to lick the back of his head from his mouth, "Poke... poked me."

The boy quickly moved his body back, and asked for more.

"No, your tongue!" The man punched him and hit his shoulder directly, "The kiss is too deep, where did the kiss go!"

To the young man, the man's anger is the proof of his own strength. With the candy in his mouth, he smiled recklessly, and when he kissed again, he pushed the man's teeth with only half of the candy left, and sent it back. Stare at the lips of the two of them carefully, waiting to see Lasi'er.

The result is gone.

"Fuck me?" Curiosity appeared in the boy's eyes again, and he hurriedly kissed again and separated.

Silk is still gone.His silk is gone!

"What are you looking at?" The man's lips were all sticky. "In the future, don't... be so deep. There is something in your mouth, and it's dangerous to poke it into your throat. When you were young, you choked on fried chestnuts with sugar. It scared me to death." gone."

"Where's my Si'er?" The young man smacked the sweetness in his mouth, not seeing enough.It was really dangerous when I was a child. I swallowed a chestnut without chewing it, and my face turned purple from choking.It was the man who held his 10-year-old self and slapped him on the back without saying a word, before he spit out the whole chestnut.In the evening, the man drove himself to the hospital for an examination. On the way home, he lay half dead in the co-pilot, secretly watching this man drive.

At that time, I obviously hated him very much, but felt that he was very good-looking.

"It's not silky, it's outrageous on the street." The man thumped him again, but it didn't work hard.But the boy purposely cried out for pain, clutched his chest and let out an ouch, and ran away again, rushing to the parking space of the luxury car just now.

"What are you looking at?" The man followed.

"Look what he hit, why didn't he knock out the airbag?" The ground was in a mess, full of broken glass from headlights, the teenager regretted not hugging the man for a passionate tongue kiss just now, maybe his dream will come true tonight Success, "I fucking annoy high beam dogs... By the way, let me tell you something."

"Say it." The man pulled him over, "Stay away from the glass, I'll pinch you."

The boy was so obedient that he was dragged away, away from that dangerous pile of glass shards that could pierce him. "My dad's little lover... will compete with you, will he bully you?"

The man wiped his mouth with the heel of his palm, and all the lipstick on his own lips rubbed against his mouth. "There is nothing to bully, everyone is here to compete."

"Yes, he..." The boy didn't dare to say, and he couldn't say, saying that his father showed those videos to the little artist?Said that I was afraid that the little artist would recognize your face, that is the one in the video?

"He... just in case he is jealous of your singing." In the end, the young man changed his words. Fortunately, he had already obtained the video, so he ignored it.

"Then let him be jealous. There's nothing you can do about it. Singing...he has no talent and doesn't work hard. I can't pretend that I can't sing." The man said. Double flash twice.He took the young man over there, and for some reason, the young man followed closely.

The man stopped for a moment, and the boy bumped into him as expected. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing." The young man missed the milk and sugar just now, and his eyes followed the clothes and got into the man's neckline, "What will you wear the day after tomorrow? I'm an assistant and I have to help you prepare in advance. Those people... Are they prettier or am I prettier?"

"You look good." The man walked to the side of the car and opened the door, got in first, and sat down on the back seat with his thin waist, his whole body was light, "You gave me a shirt, I think it's quite Appropriate, the white one."

"Which one?" The boy also got in, his legs were too long, and his posture was a bit ugly.The white ones... I have sent several white ones.

"That's it." The man gestured V on his chest, "You bought it, but I'm still not willing to wear it. The neckline is covered on one side and one on the right, without buttons, so it ends here." Pointed at the bottom of the position, "Tighten your waist, long sleeves."

The boy sat well, his head and the male second brain almost exploded together. "What? That one!"

With such a loud shout, the taxi driver glanced back strangely. "Little brother, is he too drunk?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The man hurriedly apologized to the driver, "He didn't drink alcohol, but his voice was a bit loud, you can just keep driving."

The boy put his legs together and changed into a comfortable sitting position. His eyes were uncontrollable, as if he saw something white and colorful, making him stare straight at the man's neck. "That one won't work, right? That one... what if you lose it when you bend over? How about you wear a hurdle vest inside?"

"Wearing a hurdle vest? The shirt is pierced by the stage lights, and it's funny that I'm wearing a vest." The man coaxed him carefully, "I don't have much movement, just stand still. As long as I don't move, that V can't reveal anything either."

"It's exposed, it's all exposed here... so much." The young man tapped the man's chest, "I didn't wear it for me at home." He said, a little wronged, and a little hot, I want to beat my dick hard, and I want to punch him down so that you can be more honest.How can my boyfriend be so good at it? The brushed and silk deep V shirt looks like he can't do anything.

"I have stage experience, and I won't let it all go." The man rubbed his palm against his ear, which was warm, and his ears became hot when he was in a hurry, "Don't worry, when I go back to the stage, that's my place, and no one can bully me. Even if there is , I don't care."

The young man looked at him through the streetlight that came in. It was just one afternoon, the man's eyes were different, there was a resolute and sharp light flowing, but he had never seen it before.Perhaps the man ten years ago was like this, like a shining star on stage, attracting so many people's attention.

At the same time, he also attracted the idiots like his own jerk dad.

"Then they are prettier or am I prettier?" the boy asked again, he also wanted to grab this star, just grab it lightly, put it in his palm and look at it and he will be satisfied.

"You look good, you are the most handsome, and they are not as handsome as you." The man showed a particularly doting look, "Go back to the hotel and cook for you."

"Well, that's fine." There were no streetlights outside, the young man hugged him tightly in the dark back seat of the taxi, his intimacy broke, and he rubbed his ear with his mouth, "Your husband must be the most fucking handsome."

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Wolfdog: Wear that shirt?Martian is ready.