[Bottle Evil Colleague] Ink Dawn

The whole body is lazy, but the knot is still unsolved, Poker Bottle also understands this truth, we still decided to come for the second time.

This time I changed the posture of an old man pushing a cart. I lay down on the stone platform, supported my body with my limbs, and the Poker Bottle was stuck up from behind.

For the first time, the thing he left in my body was still not dry, he stabbed my perineum a few times with his newly hardened penis, and then slowly penetrated the remaining white turbidity in the hole.

Following his rhythm, I breathed slowly and deeply, trying to relax. A sense of fullness came from the back door. It was uncomfortable, but at least it was not as painful as the first time.

The sound of his breathing gradually increased with the slow thrusts. From my angle, I could see that the muscles in his calves were tense to lend strength to his waist.

The feeling in the back acupoint is a bit strange, apart from the pain and foreign body sensation, there seems to be more itching and numbness in the slow rhythm of Poker Bottle.

Every time the head of Pokerfing's penis runs over the intestinal wall near that point, I can feel the tightness of my lower abdomen, the contraction of the acupuncture point behind me, and I bite the penis of Pokerfing very tightly. moan.

This groan is naturally the sound of calling the bed. I was a little embarrassed to yell out at first, but then I thought it could add a little more interest and sex to Poker Fever, so I was relieved and began to groan unabashedly as I felt. Voice.

Poker-Face gradually grasped some tricks, and after dozens of strokes in a simple way, he suddenly withdrew until only the glans remained in the hole, then pulled my shoulder violently, and inserted it into the depth of the hole, right in the middle hearts!

"Aha……!!!"

I trembled all over for a moment, and the sound of shouting was so loud that I couldn't believe that I was howling. The back of my acupoint was tightened instantly, and the Poker Oil Bottle was tightly hooped inside.He let out a muffled snort for the first time, raised his weapon and slammed it up, I howled shamelessly, the sound was fluttering, aroused the genitals of Poker Bottle in my body to swell again In a circle, the fiery cylinder filled me to the full, and I felt a sense of satisfaction in my heart.

Pokerfing swings his hips faster and faster, stimulating my sensitive points from all angles, and I am immediately defeated, moaning loudly and pushing my hips backwards to cooperate with him in and out, there is even a crackling sound between the physical impacts.

Pleasure piled up in layers like waves, Pokerfucking there hard, and then began to thrust shallowly and deeply, I was so hooked, I turned around and kissed him wetly, while twisting my waist because of the pleasure and sense of fullness To please him, to want more.He also began to lose control, moaned in a low voice, and without any tricks, he penetrated me crazily, penis inserted so deep that I mistakenly thought that I was going to be stabbed right through.

"Little...brother! Ah! Ah! Mmm...!"

I shook my head and called him deliriously, his sexual organs in my body no longer had any scruples, and they got up domineeringly, like a dragon dancing, stirring up the sound of gurgling water.I was so happy that I couldn't close my mouth, my saliva dripped down the corner of my mouth and chin, and I didn't even bother to wipe it, but controlled my back to shrink even tighter, rubbing his sensitive zone with the wall of my flesh.

Poker-Face let out a heavy gasp, and the ending was a little bit upwards. The penis buried deep in my back hole swelled up again, almost breaking me apart. I began to feel like ejaculating, and I knew he was about to ejaculate too. up.

Being manipulated in all directions by the thick and long genitals, my mind was blurred, and I was almost unable to utter a sound. I just repeated the title "brother" over and over again, wanting to engrave it deeply into my soul.

For the last time, Poker-Face pulled out all his penis violently, then swung his waist fiercely, from head to tail, instantly submerged into my back hole, and stabbed firmly there.The pleasure of dying exploded suddenly, I couldn't control myself at all, screamed desperately, and shot out as soon as my eyes went dark, I only felt the continuous pleasure spread from behind to my whole body, and my thinking froze.If the pleasure of a man's ejaculation is like a light bulb that flickers and goes out, then what I experienced this time is definitely at the level of a firework show, which is so gorgeous that my whole brain is blown white.

My whole body trembled violently, and my back acupuncture point spasmed crazily, and I clenched the weapon of Poker Bottle and squeezed it intensely.Poker-Face did not retreat but advanced, resisting the tightening force, moaned and thrust hard ten times, finally a deep penetration never before stopped at the deepest part of my tunnel and ejaculated.

The orgasm lasted a good half a minute because of his last move, and by the time he finished enjoying the crunch from my spasms, I was exhausted.

The moment the Poker Bottle was pulled out, the white turbid liquid dripped down my thighs. I trembled a little, but I didn't have the strength to deal with him, so I moved to the bank of the Wen River and sat down. Poker Bottle was also next to me. Sit quietly.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the glowing plankton in the Wenhe River in front of me seems to be more abundant than a few hours ago, and the ice-blue light dotted the surrounding darkness, making people forget that this is the gloomy Douli underground, but it looks like The bright starry sky of Tibet is gone.

Pokerfing's left hand rested lightly on my right hand, and gradually clenched it tightly. I raised my head and smiled at him, and found that the corners of his mouth were also rarely curved.

Ink Dawn extra volume "Mo Ji" trial reading - finished, the road you have never walked (Bingshan x Baima)

PS: This is the only trial reading, and the length is much shorter than other unpublished side stories, and I also want to finish telling the story of Bingshan Baima online.Other episodes will not be made public, it is considered as the welfare of those poor friends who have been waiting for the book for half a year [Bow and thank you]

Finish the road you never walked

Dusk is coming.

The snow-capped mountains in the distance look desolate and lonely against the twilight.

This neighborhood is so desolate. In the vast wilderness, there is only a middle-aged man walking alone on the ancient post road, silently.

Tired from flying, the eagle stood on his shoulders and closed his eyes to rest.

The ancient road is not on the tourist route, and it is far away from the China-Nepal Highway. It is rarely visited by people, at most, only locals will walk occasionally.

This is a forgotten world.However, the man felt that although there was nothing here, it was better than the noisy world. Anyway, he had plenty of time, walking when the sun rose and resting when the sun set, just walk slowly, and no one would disturb him.He can live well alone.

Maybe it's just because the northern border of Tibet is within the national border, or maybe it's because this is the woman's hometown, where she stayed for a long time.Compared with the Nepal border, Tibet is always more friendly to men.

So a few days ago, he entered Tibet from Zhangmu Port and walked aimlessly on this desolate border.

When encountering ascetics who encounter difficulties, he will always stop to help; when encountering beautiful scenery, he will always stop and take a serious look.It's never too much trouble, and it's never boring.

This allows him to truly feel that he is still living in this world, not for himself, but for another person who has long since left—to complete the unfinished journey for her, and to look at the scenery he has never seen for her .

Over the past few days, he gradually deviated from the national border and went deep into unknown Tibetan areas.

The life here is getting more and more monotonous, there are only stereotyped scenery, trails spreading to the horizon, and blue sky so high that people feel unreal.Except for the sound of the wind, everything is still, as if nothing has changed in a hundred years.

The man simply let himself go empty, just kept moving forward.

At dusk that day, the eagle made a new discovery, and its clear whistle attracted the man to look at the cliff to the east.

In the crevice near the top of the mountain wall, on the highest branch of the mountain, there is an eagle's nest made of thorns, gravel, dead grass and feathers, which is large and solid.And on a tree branch a little far below the nest, a fledgling young eagle stood tremblingly in the wind of the plateau. It was obvious that it fell out of the nest when the adult eagle was out. Unfortunately, there was a cliff further away. On it, coiled a big snake with gray hair dyed with yellow stripes.

The snake, the man has seen before, is the Tibetan Himalayan snake, a swift and ferocious predator.

In the past, he would definitely not care about such things. Natural selection is the law of nature after all, and the weak will always be eliminated.But the man doted on his eagle very much and decided to make an exception.

The cliff is very steep, almost forming a regular right angle with the ground, and the rocks on it are so fine that it is difficult to climb even with a man's skill.

The eagle soared upwards, and its steel-like sharp claws ruthlessly scratched the scales of the snake, tightly entangled the snake, preventing it from getting close to the young eagle.The man's movements were extremely swift and violent. He stuck his legs against the stone wall, found a gap in an instant, and protected the young eagle with one hand. At the same time, he heard a crisp sound of "click", and the long fingers of his right hand crushed the big snake's flesh. seven inches.

The snake was paralyzed and died, and was thrown off the cliff by the man. The young eagle was already injured when it fell from the nest, so if it was put back and left unattended, it would not escape death in the end.

Looking at the setting sun, the man climbed to the top of the cliff with one hand as fast as he could, and looked into the distance with the last ray of sunset light.To his surprise, there was a small ancient village on the other side of the cliff.

It was almost evening, and for some reason, a bonfire was lit in the center of the village, and the voices of people were bustling, as if they were celebrating something.

Perhaps this is the only place left for people to stay within a hundred li radius. Although the man doesn't like to communicate with others, he doesn't want to miss this rare place to rest. Go through the main entrance.

As he got closer, the man realized that the village was not as simple as he had imagined—the people here, regardless of gender, were extremely vigilant.As soon as the man stepped into the gate of the village, he was surrounded by dozens of capable men and women carrying Tibetan knives.

They didn't give the man a chance to explain, and they moved their hands as soon as they came up.The man had no choice but to keep his hands and fight with them.

The eagle seemed to have been faintly excited since it came here, hovering very high, and only after discovering the situation on the man's side, it swooped sharply, turned over and spread its wings, and landed firmly on the man's body.

Strangely, the besieging villagers froze for a moment when they saw the eagle, and stopped.

The man had no intention of fighting, so he stopped and watched the changes.

The villagers on the opposite side were still very vigilant and surrounded him in a circle, and the two sides reached a deadlock.

A few minutes later, other people in the village surrounded a girl in her early twenties, separated from the crowd, and stood in front of the man.The girl's expression was very solemn, revealing a faint majesty, and a big eagle stood on her shoulder.Judging by the respectful expressions of the people around her, she should be the witch who is proficient in medicine and spells in this village.

The man was stunned when he saw the girl's clothes, and his expression was a little dazed - a hundred years ago, when he was seriously injured and saw a woman for the first time, he vaguely remembered that the woman was also wearing almost the same clothes.Looking back now, he actually remembered every detail about the woman back then, and he would never forget it in this life.

The man seems to understand where he is. This is the hometown that women seldom mention.

The witch carefully observed the eagle on the man's shoulder, then smiled kindly, and asked the man to sit down by the bonfire in the center of the village.

After a brief exchange with the people in the village, the man learned that this village has been isolated from the world for many years and has a history of many years.Matrilineal society is the rule followed by this village.The men in this village are mainly responsible for hunting, grazing and guarding, while most of the women are proficient in medical skills and have strong skills.

The spiritual leader of the entire village is the so-called witch.Every witch will undergo the most rigorous training and the most difficult test since she was a child, and when she becomes an adult, she must go to the steep cliff outside the village to tame a condor of her own with her own strength.The eagle is the totem belief in this village, representing the supreme majesty, longevity and power, and will follow the contemporary witches all their lives.After obtaining it, the witch must go to the other side of the cliff to practice, to see the outside world, hang the pot to save people, try to make herself stronger, and then come back to protect the village, never leaving.And today, it was the day when the girl took office, and the clan lit a bonfire to hold a grand celebration.

The belief in this village is very simple. The villagers believe in the eagle and the witch, and the witch follows the great mission of practicing medicine to help the world and protecting the tribe.

The man was silent for a while, and asked them about Baima.The girl said that she was a witch three generations ago. Since she left the village to practice as an adult, she has not heard from her again. Now that the eagle comes back with you, it seems that she is no longer there.

The man lowered his head and was silent for a while before asking in a hoarse voice, are there any relatives left in the village?The girl shook her head, saying that generally only those whose parents died when they were young and became orphans would be selected as candidates for witches, and according to beliefs, witches do not have the right to start a family, so they will not have descendants or relatives.

The man fell silent.

The witch shook her head and sighed, Baima's house has been cleaned all the time, and it has been kept until now. We don't have a guest room here, so you can spend the night there tonight.

At night, the noisy clansmen dispersed outside, and everyone became quiet.

The man sat down on the simple and neat bed in Baima's house, and suddenly found himself very uncomfortable. He missed the woman so much, and this kind of longing became more and more uncontrollable in this room where she once lived, and it was so strong that it made him breathless. I can't breathe.

The night passed, and the man did not fall asleep.He didn't know what was wrong with him, and he didn't know why his emotions had such ups and downs... When the light of dawn shone through the window and blurred into the room, his heart didn't hurt anymore, he just felt very tired .

He wants to tell the woman that the great revenge has been avenged, and the family that broke them up has been completely destroyed under his hands; he wants to tell the woman that there is no need to worry about their son who has grown up, and that there is a reliable young man who will love him more for them and live a happy life. It was a very happy day; he wanted to tell the woman that he came to the woman's hometown, saw the place where she grew up, and felt that the nearby scenery was so beautiful; he wanted to tell the woman that his life is good now, but he is a little bit lonely ;He wants to tell the woman that after a hundred years, he still misses her very much...

Of course, men are just thinking about it, and those who leave will eventually leave.At dawn, the man leaned against the head of the bed in a daze, and fell asleep restlessly.Who will appear in the dream?Only he himself knows.

Young Eagle's injury healed quickly, and it was time for the man to leave.

The man planned to leave silently, but in the past few months he has helped the village a lot with outside knowledge, and was gradually accepted by everyone, so when he left, some villagers blocked him on the way out. Give him a lot of dry food and drinking water.

He felt that this scene seemed familiar, and he didn't shirk it by accident, so he accepted it and thanked him.

At noon that day, he climbed up the cliff, returned the young eagle to its nest, and then returned to the original road and continued inland.

The scenery on the road gradually became richer, and some scenery was so beautiful that he stopped.

Anyway, no one is waiting for him to go home, so the man is not in a hurry, and walks slowly every day, still following the woman's habit, saving people and solving problems, seeing all the changes.

But this time he was wrong.

On this day, he finally entered the gradually populated pastoral area on foot.On the side of the Sakya Highway, he found a specially modified Land Rover. The surface of the car was covered with dust. He thought it was driven all the way in a hurry and there was no time for maintenance.

The man suddenly felt that his mood was inexplicably lighter, and he walked up slowly and looked in through the bulletproof and soundproof car window.

The seats in the car were all down, and the two young men were lying in the sleeping place with their limbs intertwined, covered with thick blankets. It seemed that they had been waiting here for more than a day, and their equipment was fully equipped.

The man knocked on the car window hard, waking them up.The young man in the windbreaker seemed to be slightly startled. When he opened the door and got out of the car, he was a little flustered, and he had been arranging his messy hair to cover it up.Finally calmed down and handed the man a bottle of water, smiled and said:

"Dad, it's almost Chinese New Year, look...do you want to go back and have a reunion dinner with us?"

Another indifferent young man also got out of the car, exchanged glances with the man, said nothing, just opened the back seat door, and then stood quietly by the door waiting for the man to agree.

"Not too bad."

Thinking so, the man called the eagle, and together with the two young men, they set foot on the way home.

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This is, in my opinion, the happiest ending for Bingshan.

I hope that you can leave a peace and warmth in the hearts of the judges.

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