Cinnabar mole brand

Chu Sha sat up, put his arms around Lu Tinglin's neck, and said affectionately against his forehead, "Bring it to me to see."

"What?" Lu Tinglin raised his head in doubt, and after meeting Chu Sha's gaze, he understood. He regretted saying this a little bit, but he was a little bit looking forward to it. Is he finally going to get rid of his virgin male body?Will the little crying bag cry when you make it?

"It's still the brand name." Chu Sha couldn't help laughing, and he tore it open with his mouth.

"Wait, are you using it now?"

"No, the model is too small, I can't wear it." Chu Sha prepared to put it on his finger.

Men are always competitive in this respect, and Lu Tinglin became more competitive when he heard this sentence.

"Is yours big?"

"This question is too simple." Chu Sha didn't want to answer, he hooked his hands at Lu Tinglin, "Come here."

Lu Tinglin sat in front of Chu Sha, "You want to take off your clothes to prove yourself?"

"No need." Chu Sha held Lu Tinglin's face and kissed it slowly, tender and lingering. This kind of thing should not be rushed, but take your time. When Lu Tinglin is brought into his rhythm, the other party will be at his mercy.