bro, don't miss it

Lustful groans sounded in the dark room. The young man who was affected was overwhelmed by the man on him in different postures. He closed his eyes and just watched the man leave after getting satisfaction from him. This is his job, day after day Being played with day after year.

After ejaculating all the semen with the man's low growl, lying on his body for a rest, he said in a deep voice, "Jian Jian, although you are not as enthusiastic as half a year ago, your pussy is still ecstasy." The man After kissing his face fully dressed, he left the room.

After a long time, the young man named Jian Jian got up and stumbled into the bathroom. The foggy bathroom made people look unreal. Jian Jian cleaned up her body and hugged her legs, buried her head between them and silently crying, "I want to go home..."

The young man who was crying at this time was An Luo who was sold to Meiyin by that "kind" elder brother five years ago. It turned out that Meiyin was gay at Midnight. When he learned that he was sold here, he resisted and ran away. Pass.However, it was only half a year ago, his heart had no more hope, and now An Luo was like a corpse still alive in the world.His Xiaomu...is a husband now, isn't he his favorite?Why... why did it happen?

An Luo put his face into the basin prepared in advance, and the water gradually filled his nose and ears... He enjoyed the painful feeling before dying.

Leng Ziheng waited outside the door when An Luo came in to pick up the guests. He was afraid that An Luo would be overwhelmed again. In the past two years, An Luo had tried various methods to kill himself, but he found out every time, " Bang..." A loud sound came from the room, and Leng Ziheng opened the door swiftly, knowing that this would happen.

He has entered this room countless times. Leng Ziheng found An Luo in the bathroom familiarly. He saw An Luo laying on the ground and trying to get up with difficulty. He knocked over the basin and covered it with wet hair. opened his eyes, "Xiaomu... did you come to find me?"

An Luo raised his hazy eyes, squinted at the swaying figure in front of him, and laughed foolishly, "I know..."

He fainted in frustration, "Hey, Jane!" Leng Ziheng knelt down and put his hand on An Luo's forehead, the hot touch made him frown, he just wanted to withdraw his hand but was caught by An Luo in a daze Resting on his chest, the corners of his mouth raised and remained silent.

Leng Ziheng picked An Luo up and placed him on the bed. The sheets that hadn't been changed in time exuded rotten lust. He slowly pulled out his hands and walked lightly to the door and walked out.

"How about it?"

"I have a fever, let Chen Xin get the medicine." Leng Ziheng watched every movement of Chen Zhou coldly. It was the person in front of him who changed his mind and made An Luo frantically receive the guests. "Well, I see." Chen Zhou glanced at the door worriedly, turned and walked away.

An Luo was so hot that he was sweating all over his body. He stretched out his right hand to grab the water glass on the table. He looked at the crooked butterfly tattoo on the back of his hand. "ah..."

"Beautiful Jane, let's play a game tonight." The unusual man put his white hands on An Luo's body and lit fires everywhere.

An Luo's body was moved by his hands, and then she replied with a "hmm", as long as... as long as you make money, you can leave!

As he thought this way, the charming smile on his face became even brighter. He took the initiative to put his arms around the man's neck, "I'm looking forward to it." An Luo blinked her big watery eyes, and opened her legs to wait for the man's attention. violation.

"Wait." The man suddenly got off An Luo's body, and he handed An Luo a white pill. Uncomfortably, he begged the man to penetrate him, but how could it be easier for him?

"Hehe, what a passionate little guy, how about it, let's make a deal."

"Yeah... well, it's so uncomfortable..." An Luo's penis was hardened by the aphrodisiac, and he wanted to caress it but was caught by his hand.

"I'll help you relieve the itching of your pussy, but you tattoo a butterfly on the back of your beautiful hand, what do you say...?" As he said, his fingers still moved in and out of Anluo during sex intentionally or unintentionally. At the back of the hole, An Luo, who had already been entangled in lust, raised his round buttocks and waited for the man's deal.

The man gave An Luo a tattoo knife and put it in his hand. When the man entered her, An Luo drew a bloodstain on her hand, happiness and pain intertwined.

"Aha...I, I don't want this...deal, woo..."

"That's a pity..." The man's penis came out of An Luo's hole, and his back hole was empty, so he wanted to be fucked and played hard... "Fuck me, please..."

An Luo's whole body was itchy enough to touch the man's body, and the blood from his right hand flowed happily, "Huh? Then continue with the transaction." The man patted his fiery face, adjusted his body, and then slammed into An Luo's body. I couldn't hold the knife steadily, and almost cut my arm.

The man fucked An Luo's back hole, An Luo enjoyed the feeling of being full and moaned, "Quick... woo, hurry up... aha..."

Every cry was because he was tattooing a butterfly, and the crooked butterfly body was covered with blood. When An Luo finished the last stroke, the man on his body was also satisfied on him and ejaculated in his hole.

"Aha...it's so hot, don't cum anymore... woo..." An Luo grabbed the bed sheet tightly and wanted to escape, but the man grabbed her body tightly, with a "snap", An Luo There was a red mark on the buttocks, a big palm print... An Luo's colorless lips trembled, he picked up the broken glass and scratched cruelly on the back of his right hand, bright blood appeared in his eyes.

"you are nasty."

He hugged his body tightly, looked at everything in the room indifferently, until Leng Ziheng opened the door and came in, he looked up at Leng Ziheng, as if talking to himself, "It's been five years..." Why not? People are looking for me, Mommy, Dad, and Xiaomu... Leng Ziheng saw blood on the bed and thought he wanted to commit suicide again, "Enough, do you just not cherish your own life like this? Don't you still have family members! Jane Jane, no, An Luo."

An Luo stared at Leng Ziheng's face absent-mindedly, and said, "But they didn't come to see me... they didn't come, they didn't come!"

"Who will remember me when I was spoiled? It's so annoying..."

"Go out and leave me alone... okay?" The pleading voice made Leng Ziheng fall into endless deep thought. He felt that these years were enough.

Leng Ziheng quickly left the door of An Luo's room and walked towards the highest floor...