[Han Zhang][ABO] can't be said

... He quickly flipped the hot and cold valves to the cold side.

Finally picked up a good mood and strode out the door, the two elders completely detached from the painting style, the voice of teasing the grandson was directly blocked, the door was half open, thought it was not closed, and reached out to take it, there was a knocking sound on the door, and then Zhang Xinjie came from the crack of the door Poked out half of his head:

Don't close it, I'm outside.

Uh……

Even though they are already in a married relationship, why do they still feel such a deep sense of guilt when they see the face of Chen Bo's obsessive object?

It's normal for a healthy A to masturbate to his favorite O.

A person is lingering and flying with his partner in a dream, and it is also a good story to tell in this era.

Lao Han believes that the main reason is still to blame this face.

Clean and tidy, the lenses are always polished, the hair is always neatly groomed, the neckline is always folded, even if the top button is opened occasionally, even the opening of the V-shaped opening is as accurate as measured.No tear stains and red corners of the eyes, no sweaty hair tips, no cloudy unidentified liquid——of course not!

Zhang Xinjie was meticulously cleaning the doors and windows and preparing to paste the couplets, as if he didn't care about his wandering and anxious gaze.

Come and do me a favor?

good.How to help?

Stand a little farther away.

Standing a little farther, you can clearly see the entire shape from his shoulder blades to the concave of his waist.The shoulders were indeed slightly arched; the arms were straight up, and the sleeves rolled up showed from wrist to elbow.The knuckles of the hand are clear, and he climbed on the upper edge of the door. After wiping it clean, he positioned the upper and lower couplets according to the distance measured earlier, and then brushed the horizontal batch on the top. He turned to look at him with one hand Ask, how is it?

Lao Han said sincerely, it looks good.

Of course it looks good, just like overlapping layers in a dream, you can almost see the naked white back through the close-fitting woolen vest and shirt.

...I mean, symmetrical?

more or less.

Zhang Xinjie frowned, how could it be similar, he took a long ruler from the side to compare.

Sure enough, the right side is about 3 mm higher.What about the margin left and right?

still alright.

Is there no more precise description?

Then charge a little more.

Is this enough?

Zhang Xinjie asked, and moved one side inward a little.

not enough.

then...

Still not enough.

The hand was grabbed, and the person fell into the arms.

Han Wenqing circled him from behind and buried him in his arms.

do not……

The red paper words lost the support of the strength of their fingers, and fell apart with a bang, just like the kiss he dropped, covering their heads according to the law of gravity, and then slid down with the movement, merging into a ball in the misfocus of each other's eyes Red foreground.

His mouth is sweet, just like in the dream.

Han Wenqing confirmed this.

It's not the kind of sugary sweetness, but diffuses in the gums and the bottom of the tongue, mixed with the taste of Zhang Xinjie's pheromone, there is a faint sweetness like mountain spring water.He thought it was sweet, because when he stirred and sucked almost all his strength, hooked his tongue and sipped into his own territory, he felt the request and tolerance between the two sides at that moment, immersed in it. The bottom of my heart is sweet and peaceful.

They recovered from the deep and satisfying kiss, their eyes were full of reflections of each other, and their lips that had just parted touched lightly as if they had made an appointment.This time it has nothing to do with lust, but a tacit echo.

Zhang Xinjie's ears turned red from his stare.How could it be possible not to notice his gaze, hot and straightforward without any concealment, like coveting his own prey, every corner from top to bottom is locked by Alpha's inadvertent possessiveness; as if he is afraid that others will not know his emotions , Constantly raising dangerous alarms to the sensitive Omega.

His hands lingered on his waist and abdomen, with the gradual deepening and heavy breathing, and following the frequency of the depression of the lower abdomen, he rubbed the heels of his palms on his head in circles, and stretched his fingers downward.

...No, don't stay here...

The voice is strong and calm, and the somewhat unstable breath is like a secret under a heavy cover, revealing a thread of clues inadvertently.

Why not?

... The Spring Festival couplets haven't been posted yet. ...

Han Wenqing bit the fragile skin where his neck was connected to the collarbone, and a messy red mark appeared there after a while.He asked hoarsely:

Just stick it on?

Don't be silly... It's dawn, and I have to make dumplings in the afternoon.

at night?

I have to watch the Spring Festival Gala in the evening.

……

At the moment of the Spring Festival, why not do something wrong, and why share Internet jokes with the people of the whole country.

Old Han suppressed the urge to ask me and who would you choose for the Spring Festival Gala, turned around and let him go, put the door on the door in twos and twos, and walked out along the stairs without entering the house.

where to goZhang Xinjie asked.

Go out for a morning run.Lower the fire.

Wait a minute, I'm going too.

He took two sweat towels from the shelf, greeted the old man again, and changed into sneakers.If other people were like this, Han Wenqing would definitely find it slow to scold others; but the usual anger towards this person seemed to die down, not because he didn't feel slow, but because he dragged the rhythm, and seemed to have found a new pace, feeling that It doesn’t matter if you wait—the back edge of his ear bones when he hangs down, the extended curve of the side of his neck, the uplift and depression of the butterfly bone of the shoulder blade through the soft woolen sweater, and the junction of the neckline and the nape of the neck A small arc-shaped piece of skin protruding from the center.Waiting can also see different scenery.

The sound of firecrackers exploded, and they crossed the empty street, their feet tapping alternately.Han Wenqing heard Zhang Xinjie who was running beside him say, wait a little longer.

Can't wait, you fell asleep after watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Zhang Xinjie lowered his brows, and then quietly bent upwards through the lens.

It is a rule to keep watch at night.

53.

What is temptation?

THISIS YOUHUO!

The firecrackers say goodbye to the old year, always replacing the new peach with the old one.

Farewell, the untraceable spring dream, farewell, the right hand that has been in love with each other!

After twelve o'clock, the firecrackers made people's heads go numb and their ears numb. Old Han sat in front of the TV with a calm heart, his eyes fixed on him, and he didn't move.

All stories will end one day, just like all calendars will open a new page.

At this time, our hearts will be full of parting reluctance, and we will also remember deep gratitude, gratitude to our parents for their upbringing, and gratitude to our family for their company!Be grateful for the giving of life, and be grateful for everything you have!Thanks to all the guests at the scene, and thanks to the audience friends in front of the TV, this year's Spring Festival Gala is over!

It’s really not easy to hold on until now, Lao Han thought, even the sound of firecrackers was almost used to it, and every time there was a sudden sound, the person who was dozing on his shoulder would twitch slightly—at first he was in a hurry Sit up straight, and later lie down comfortably, so I don't force myself to hold on.Han Wenqing put his arms around his shoulders and adjusted a posture that was more labor-saving for both of them. The palms rubbing his shoulders were unwilling to let go. The fabric was warmed by the body temperature, making it soft and docile to the touch, and he couldn't put it down.

The person who dozed off and closed his eyes for a while after the usual sleep time, finally squinted his eyes when he heard the music of Unforgettable Tonight, and adjusted the position of the headrest.From Lao Han's point of view, the smooth top of the hair seemed to have been rubbed around his shoulders, and he was reluctantly propped up again.

ended?

Um.Go to sleep in the room.

The person wasn't quite sober yet, so he looked around dimly and swiped his fingers in mid-air.

What about Qiying?

asleep.How can a child hold on, and today they played too much, and their clothes are soaked in sweat.Parents took him to bed first.

He rubbed his eyes and stood up, and went to the bedroom of Lao Han's parents to take a look. The two elders were obviously sleepless from the noise, but the child was sandwiched between them, with his head shrunk under the quilt and his hands covering his ears, his brows were tightly frowned. Yes, sound asleep with his mouth clicked.

Zhang Xinjie called softly, Dad, Qiying can't sleep well with you, I'll carry him to sleep with him.

It's okay, you guys go to sleep, Qiying, we are watching.I know that you have been working hard these days, so take advantage of the holidays to have a good rest.

Turn off the TV, turn off the main light, only the warm orange of the bedside lamp is left, and the room becomes very quiet, it is the kind of warm and quiet, quiet without words, like a river, like breathing.The drowsiness caused by the biological clock was gone now, Zhang Xinjie sat on the bedside and changed his pajamas, thinking about other things.There are very subtle and random movements that are sensitively noticed. For example, Han Wenqing locked the door as soon as he entered the bedroom. He walked in front of him. Turning around, he took off his coat and hung it on the rack, revealing his muscular upper body and slender and strong arms.

The tacit understanding between them is obvious, sometimes the words need not be said completely, but the meaning is like the same piece of air, which circulates in each other's lung cavity when they get close.Zhang Xinjie understands what Han Wenqing desires, which is also what he desires. Of course, he is more aware of the tolerance and waiting that the other party has done for him.

It's not that I don't want to.In fact, the body's desire for desire is gradually beyond the controllable range of reason. His touch, his breath, his hug, and his kiss penetrate and cross the boundary bit by bit, and invite you into the urn step by step.To match his thoughts and cater to his pace, you must adjust your own rules, and you may be taken away from your own rhythm.The ego hopes that everything can be predicted and controlled; but the reality and instinct reveal to him the situation that would never have occurred in the first place.

The stress residual symptoms of sexual aversion are still like a shadow in the bottom of my heart, and the self indulging in whatever I want in my dream is like a white spot.Stretching on the left and right, they stand in two areas of his mind like dialectics and relativity. They are incompatible and reflect each other, making him unable to restrain the uneasiness and fear that surged up.His fingers were trembling again, the man's arms came around from behind, his callused palms gripped him, the thick and hard calluses rubbed on the back of his hands, bursts of tingling refreshment overlapped with scorching body temperature, It quickly suppressed other redundant emotions.

Last time, did you feel okay?

Ok.

That's good.rest assured.

His breath was too close, his arms too close, his kiss too close.Just like in a dream, the empty acupoints in the dream send out instructions to the body, hoping that the person in front of him can fill him up with thick sexual characteristics, penetrate into the depths of the tunnel, and connect the spirit together, Knot marks at high vibes.From then on, they are not only life partners legally, but also half-body symbiotic souls.

A once-in-a-lifetime choice and entrustment, trust and agreement.Even if an O in this day and age thinks that Mark is just a product of mutual affection, he still thinks so.Just as life is given, responsibilities and obligations are bound to be assumed, and neither is a relationship that can be easily broken by a sentence of law.

So, is it this person?

In the dream, I called his name, accepted his body, longed for his kiss, his knot swelled in my imagination, and felt the pain in my lower body; but I woke up here, reached out to touch, touch Seeing my stiff clone—not in estrus, my body is not sensitive, but I can still feel the emptiness in the rear, the contracted sphincter involves the tightened lower abdomen, longing for the pleasure of being penetrated.

Before dawn, he ran to the bathroom, choked on the voice calling his name, his Adam's apple rolled, sweat mixed with physiological tears, dripping white liquid shot out from the tip, and when he tilted his head up and gasped for breath First hand.

The two of them sat for a while, and both seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a bit too serious and formal, while their own minds were too charming, and the contrast was so cute that they dared not look directly at it.

I……

I……

The words collided and folded into one sound, and then signaled the other party to speak first.

... How can I tell? I had a dream. In the dream, this, that, and that, and this and that, and finally cum on your face. It feels good. Why don't you give it a try?

Old Han coughed, seeing that Zhang Xinjie had already started to make preliminary preparations, and planned to take off his glasses and put them on the bedside.

Subconsciously pressed his hand.

wearing.

After speaking, I blushed a little, and my brows were twisted like twists, and my face was dark and red, which must be quite embarrassing.But desire is a thing that can start a prairie fire at the slightest spark, and the lower abdomen is burned by the scene of lust, fingers clasping his ears to the back of his head, thumbs vigorously rubbing the skin in front of the tragus, temples rubbing the back of the ear, front and back They were all scorchingly painful.

see me clearly.

Young people who don't know much about things don't quite understand the meaning of the action, but the attraction and temptation of burning passion can still be seen from the restlessness in the primitive depths of the body.After exchanging a deep kiss that was almost out of breath, the body entered the state earlier than the consciousness, and fell into his arms losing strength, and then was pushed into the soft bed.

The light was still on, and the glasses were on the bridge of the nose, so he could see too clearly. The person he liked was straddling him, and his lower body gradually stiffened against it, and he subconsciously shrugged his waist through the fabric.

Please turn off the lights...

No.

Then at least, take off the glasses...

His whole body was pressed down suddenly, like a wild beast with its prey's throat in its mouth, and his hands were cut back to the top of his head.

No.Do you know what I want to do to you.

How to say that famous saying, Ihaveadream.

I dreamed about you this morning. It can be said to be romantic or romantic, or pornographic or pornographic.

Zhang Xinjie's face was stained red with lust, his thin pointed jaw was raised upwards, and his neck was drawn into a long and slender line.I struggled feebly, but my mind seemed to drift away from the touch brought by the Declaration of Freedom, Equality and Liberation of Human Nature, and I seriously thought about other issues.

That is, you mean...don't want to cum in it?

……

?etc?What's wrong? !

……

Sorry, Zhang Xinjie said in a low voice.His skin was hot as if it was about to burn, and his gaze, which was always looking straight at others, was nervously turned away.I thought you'd want to be inside.

I thought you meant, we can consider tagging tonight.Sorry, I misunderstood.

……

Old Han stared at him.As if to see something else in his face—such as a sudden increase in funny potential, but unfortunately not.

Are you serious?

Do I look like I'm not serious?

Lao Han carefully inspected the person who was pressed under him with disheveled clothes and heaving breathing, and found it unconvincing.

——Zhang Xinjie, are you an idiot?

The person who was accused of being an idiot obviously realized this too. He moved his waist, and his hip bones were immediately held down.

doing what?

...try to be a little more serious.

54.

Han Wenqing spit out a heavy voice from his nasal cavity.

Has anyone ever told you that you... take things too seriously?

often.

Zhang Xinjie looked at him from the gap on the edge of the lens, and the corners of his eyes naturally lifted up with this gesture. He opened his mouth and asked, what's wrong?The corner of the lips is a circle of moist and bright color.

...you should consider their advice.

I thought this was an advantage.isn't it?

Oh shit.

Old Han cursed, he really couldn't refute, he could only press down that beautiful and neat face, let him swallow it deeper, the tip seemed to poke straight into the throat, the inexperienced young man's face showed Painful look, but persisted as if struggling, the tongue coating soothed the restless column.

That's enough.But even if he held his face to indicate that he could withdraw, instead of forcing himself like this, the outstretched wrist was grabbed, and the strength of the hand that should not be underestimated was also useful at this time, resisting him. chance of interference.

There is no skill in licking, just simply following the rhythm, but taking care of everything meticulously; probably I am not feeling well, Zhang Xinjie's eyes overflowed with physiological tears, but his hands still did not relax and tightened Han Wenqing's wrist On the contrary, the strength is stronger, but it is not pushed outwards, but tightened inwards; Lao Han felt his discomfort and tension, and felt that the tip of his heart shrank a circle; subconsciously I relaxed my body, stopped trying to force him with my hands, stroked his temples and ear pinnae along the direction, rubbed the tip of the ear for a while, then inserted my fingers into the back of the head, and the soft black hair came out from his fingers. The gap between the fingers seeped out finely, rubbing the thick knuckles with the movement of swallowing.His eyes were closed tightly, and the physiological tears were squeezed out. After wetting the roots of the eyelashes, a trace was still drawn on the face, rolled to the corner of the mouth, and mixed with the trailing silver thread.

Seeing that Lao Han's abdomen tightened, he couldn't help moving his waist, which made him whimper softly.

Not in this welfare dream.

Alright, Lao Han said hoarsely, come out, let me fuck you.

He spat out the root and kneaded it with his hands, but said that it was not enough yet.I'm not in heat...it's not easy to get in...wait until the body is ready.

Wait, Han Wenqing was most annoyed to hear the word "wait", but seeing how he swallowed it again, he felt that the scenery was beautiful enough.His fingers rubbed down on a protruding bone exposed at the back of his drooping neck, and he trembled slightly. He couldn't help but wanted to move his body to escape, and almost blurted out what he was serving; Naturally, he couldn't let such a mistake go, so he sucked it in again, pressed the base of his tongue and swallowed, but couldn't help the sensitive points of the cervical spine being stimulated, and his back was red and burning. It was very easy to tear apart his pajamas by the neckline and tie it with a belt.But this action hits deeper, and the front end hits the throat; I can feel the force of the wrist loosen suddenly, the mouth is stretched to the corner of the mouth, the throat is invaded, and the back suddenly touches the cold A trembling of the air made the throat wall tightened violently, the top was hooked and sucked out, I only felt a burst of whiteness in my mind, and before I understood what was going on, I really ejaculated all in his mouth.

The person softened all of a sudden, and managed to get out to breathe with his mouth open, his face turned red as if steamed, but the first thing he did was to wipe his face vigorously to wipe off the white stains from the corners of his mouth. no chance.Unable to hold back, he fell backwards, and there was a choking sound between panting, and he grumbled in his throat. Old Han couldn't help pressing up and kissing him, stirring his lips and tongue, forcing him to swallow the rest .The probe touched the bottom, obviously affected by the pheromone temporarily marked by the smelly semen, the lower body that was not ready just now was already wet, the sexual characteristics raised its head, and the wall of the cavity began to secrete self-lubricating mucus, tick tick Answered to wet the lower part of the body.

If it was purely according to my own will, I would definitely do it first and then talk about it; but when I thought of who was biting his lip, holding back his voice, and frowning slightly, he finally endured the foreplay with distress .Zhang Xinjie obediently put his arms around his neck and kissed him softly, entangled his tongue and moved from one mouth to another; no one wanted to let go first.He divided one hand and went down to rub the bottom for him, from the pouch to the acupuncture point, then squeezed in and pressed, adding fingers little by little, stretching to both sides.

Wait a moment……

Lao Han didn't stop his movements. The more glandular fluid the simulated thrusting brought out, the smoother the entry and exit became. He snorted as a signal to himself to listen.

...One thing, I forgot to explain...

I'll talk about it later.

The body felt like it was on fire.Zhang Xinjie knew that if he didn't speak for a while now, he might not be able to say a word. He had to complete the explanation before then, so as not to do useless work without knowing it.

But Han Wenqing didn't wait for him, the calluses on his hands made him tremble all over, one leg squeezed between his legs, he forcefully pushed the legs apart to the two sides, the base of the leg hit the vitals, and bumped against the grinder back and forth as he moved.He clenched the protruding nipple on one side of his chest again, sucking and biting instinctively between his teeth, and rubbing the other side at the same time; Old Han obviously didn't know how to control the strength, and there was a hot piece very quickly, making him cry out in pain , the voice was like silk, followed by intermittent breaths.

...no...listen to me...

You say, I do mine.

Zhang Xinjie had no choice but to endure it and get used to it for a while, leaning against his shoulder, and finally regained the strength to speak:

I'm not in heat...

I know that.

So... if you mark it now, the success rate...

very low?

Generally around 10%.

Lao Han stopped his movements and looked at him with a frown: How do you know?

Zhang Xinjie took the phone.

I checked it before.

……

What's the meaning?Lao Han looked at the data displayed on the page and was speechless.Could it be that if you are so good, you should choose another auspicious time to fight again at the right time, place and people?

The corners of Zhang Xinjie's eyes were red and he explained in a chaotic way,

What I want to say is that although the process may be bumpy, it is still possible to mark success.

Old Han frowned and stared at him. ——What did you say?

Since there is a certain possibility, we should not give up trying.

He reached out and wiped the sweat off his Alpha's head, and said seriously, you may have to work hard.

- Fuck me.

Lao Han swallowed with choking, wishing he could almost blurt out his conditioned reflex to serve the people, instead he pulled out his fingers and slammed into the painfully hard part.

Compared with enjoying it, it is a piece of cake to work hard in this regard.

Of course, I would be an idiot to listen to him seriously at such a time.

Han Wenqing just wanted to fuck the person under him so that he couldn't speak anymore, otherwise he would choke to death sooner or later.

He did what he said, pulled his leg hoops to his side, bent his waist and poked in, only the sound of water was heard when he bumped into it.After all, Zhang Xinjie was worried about his parents who were separated by an aisle and two door panels. He suppressed his voice, and it sounded like it was spinning in his throat. Some leaked through the nasal sound, with a hook; The rhythm comes out one by one, like another person.

Call out when you are comfortable.louder please.

Such an order, crushing his hands even more, forcing his legs to spread further apart, so as to sink deeper; but still his answer was a staccato low voice, which leaked with the sound of gasping on impact. Out a little, no more.Pulled the person closer by the legs, and lifted it up around the waist. The hot inner wall was wrapped in damp and hot, and the part sank inward like a swamp, pushed along the wall cavity, and accumulated into the part of the genital tract. On the side, the foreign object that stretched the mouth obviously brought pain to the body that was not in estrus, he curled up suddenly, the red tide faded, and a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on the skin.

——Uncomfortable?

He seemed to nod his head honestly, then shook his head violently, stretched his arms around his neck and pressed it into his arms, and pressed his A's ear to continue.But just one more push, and he shrank even more, obviously the most fragile and honest organ in the body itself was not ready to be marked.Lao Han changed his posture and held him tightly in his arms. When he touched his back, he felt as if he was holding a smooth pebble, which was soft and hard at the same time. in the shell.

He pressed on for a while, unable to find the way, unable to relieve the feeling of soreness, and feeling a little frustrated that the deepest part of his body was not open to him.The handful of times before it hadn't gotten stuck; including the time they had a baby, and this one didn't look like it would.There is still a gap in the spirit; even though I feel that I know the other person and like this person enough, what is not enough?

Pulled out from his body, licked a few shots on his lower abdomen; then bent down, kissed his lips little by little, kissed his body again until his body warmed up, and cummed once while taking care of the lower part of the body.The hot body was leaning against his arms, pillowing his shoulder, and finally able to speak, the first word was sorry, I was not ready.

I apologize again and I beat you.

……What do you want to hear?

Want to hear you call out.I hear you say it's comfortable.Even swearing is fine, although I know you won't.

Old Han frowned and hugged him, hugged his shoulders and pushed him onto the bed, his head sunk into the pillow, his black hair slightly rising up with the undulation of his sides.The lens made his vision clear. Han Wenqing's face was close at hand, and he was still not used to seeing it so clearly; Zhang Xinjie twisted uncomfortably when the mirror leg was on the side of his head, and stretched out his hand to try to tear it off, but was pressed The long kiss that came up was blocked back.

Want to hear you call my name.I want to hear you say some boring love words, such as I like you.But Han Wenqing still couldn't express this thought, and felt too tired and crooked, he was not used to it.

Zhang Xinjie broke away from his embrace slightly, but felt that this seemed too indifferent, so he leaned over and exchanged a shallow kiss.I don't really like...saying that, but if the sound makes you comfortable, I'll do my best.He turned to kneel on the bed, with his tightly curled thighs facing where Han Wenqing was.

I heard that this position is easier to enter...

He said in a low voice, with his head buried so low that he couldn't see his expression, but this didn't prevent Han Wenqing from imagining what he looked like when he said this.He couldn't help wrapping his hands around his waist, and the fishy mucus that just got on his abdomen was stained with his hands. He wiped them all, along the lower abdomen to the navel, and the movement of digging in made the whole person limp; Put it on the column body, rub it a few times, then pinch the pouch, wet the perineum and reach the acupuncture point.He was not in a hurry to poke in. After a little bit of mucus, he poked his own part, covering the swelling of his sexual characteristics with the stickiness of each other's semen and gland fluid. The smell of Zhang Xinjie's pheromone made his organs swell Tense, extremely eager to enter and mark the territory to which it belongs.

Under the soft bedside light, this posture can be seen too clearly, the sticky and wet hair of the hole that was stained during the previous union, and some clear fluid flowed out with the involuntary contraction of the body.All the experiences in life are not as good as the current scene. In the movies I have seen, the hard-working performances of the teachers were thrown out of the N street in an instant, and the word "perfunctory" was heavily labeled.

For a while, Zhang Xinjie couldn't wait for the other party's reaction, turned his face away from the pillow sheet, and found where the other party's concentrated eyes were focused, and uttered an ambiguous syllable deep in his throat, and turned his face again. Bury it back into the pillow.

...don't look.

The voice sounded through the cotton wool, like swallowing a mouthful of cotton candy, it was sweet, and it didn't have any effect of warning or serious discussion.

OK, don't look.

He kissed directly.

As soon as Zhang Xinjie's waist loosened after hearing the other party's answer, he felt a sudden burst of damp heat. The itching and uncontrollable feeling rushed to the top of his head like an electric shock, and he almost ran forward uncontrollably. , but the vitals were grasped again, touching the eyes and stroking, the wide palms straddled the shaft, the heels of the palms pressed against the depression in the center of the pouch.

Do not--

Tongue penetration is nothing more than an itch. The roughly cared-for avatar is connected to the abdomen. Waves of pleasure make the tongue wring in the rear acupoint, but it cannot be grasped and slides out. It is empty and itchy. While gradually climbing to the top, the pain was severe, and he subconsciously opened up his legs further.

Ah, ah... um... don't... no...

The great sense of shame made the voice as thin as silk hair, and it seemed to be crying in the end, which made people feel unbearable.

don't want?

don't... tongue...

What do you want?

His face was buried deep and he didn't intend to lift it up at all. He only saw the tips of his ears that were dripping with blood. He stretched out his hand and touched Han Wenqing's upright organ, leading him to rub it between the two buttocks.

……Come……

He couldn't help but lift his whole body from the pillow, press it up and kiss him, and at the same time, he slammed into the buttocks. The body that has been accepted is obviously much more prepared than before, and it seems particularly obedient, like Having memorized the size and shape of his place, he drilled into the depths effortlessly, allowing the two bodies to fit tightly together.He pushes hard against the genital opening, rubbing it over and over again, but no longer squeezes hard, just circles around the wall of the cavity, rubbing the front and back with an unresolved itching, and rubbing it so hard that the person in his arms has no strength to scream. The eyes are tightly closed, the inner thighs are stained red with lust, and the thigh petals have also been pinched so that there are streaks of rosy marks, which are in stark contrast to the original pale complexion.

Feeling that when the time came, there was only a layer of window paper missing, and the two of them suddenly didn't dare to move any more, opened their wet and sweaty eyes, and looked at each other with a layer of hot mist in their sight.

Xinjie, I...

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Xinjie? Are you still asleep? I went in?"

It was Dad Han who was up at night who spoke, followed by the sound of turning the door lock.

The two people on the bed who were in the ups and downs froze for a moment, and the ambiguous mist and messy pheromones rushed around, as if a window was suddenly opened in the winter; the first reaction was that luckily the door was locked. up.

Sure enough, the outside didn't push away, and the movements froze and fell silent. Obviously, at this age, it is impossible not to know what the children are doing tossing around in the middle of the night.

The two people in the room hugged each other and didn't know what expression to make at this time, so they had to look away and stare at the door lock, and saw that the lock cylinder was twisted to the left by 45 degrees. , as if afraid of disturbing them, slowly moved back like a thief.

Hearing the lock cylinder snap back to its original position, the person standing outside the door breathed a sigh of relief.Then came the sound of footsteps going away, and then the door on the opposite side was also thoughtfully closed tightly, and there was a clicking sound of the lock being locked.

The two froze for a while, not daring to move, and finally they couldn't hear any more movement, and fell down on the bed at the same time with a sigh of relief; they were half softened by such a fuss, and slid out with the movement; but the passage seemed to be lingering When it slid to the mouth of the acupuncture point, it was almost clamped and clenched tightly. Old Han hissed a lot. As soon as he pulled it out, he heard a regretful whimper from the other party. Moaned contentedly.He moved his body and adjusted his position, letting his head touch the edge of the inner passageway again, his whole body was covered with a layer of chestnut, and he leaned on his shoulder and panted up and down.

Lao Han smiled, reached out to turn off the light, and kissed the back of his neck.In the dark, the two just kept their posture and hugged each other, and they were not in a hurry to move on to the next step; their probing thoughts were like hooks, poking at the apex of each other's heart, holding only a tiny bit of connection, dragging out the old man's heart. The long distance is like testing the limit of tolerance.

Touching the tip of his eyebrows, smoothing out the creases that were knit together, the man moved restlessly in his arms, poking his insides there, both of them could not help but whisper,

... Leave them alone, don't think so much at this time.

I don't know...my mind is...so messy.

Zhang Xinjie subconsciously wants to arrange what will happen next. Maybe Qiying will wake up at night soon; and get up early tomorrow morning.He was still thinking about the mark, why he hadn't succeeded before, why his body seemed to be resisting despite having accepted this person; if he had a free hand now, he even wanted to write an article on this topic argument.But all the fingers can do is to tighten the remaining sheets; the body is driven by desire, and it is different from thinking.

Then don't think about it.Han Wenqing bumped his inner cavity as a reply, his eyes could still see clearly through the night: he only thought of me.

What marks, what resistance, what will happen after opening his eyes tomorrow, let him go to hell.

They were too hasty and instinctive at the beginning, choking like swallowing ginseng fruit, and they had children without chewing the taste; now they have taken a long detour and returned, really wanting to return to the original starting point.

The lower body is clay, the skin is sticky, naked and kissing,

Legally, ethically, physically, spiritually,

The one who belongs to oneself.

The freshly grown green beard poked a pleasing numbness on the cheeks, and there were still dirty strands hanging from the corners of the lips, and the taste of the two people's inseparable confusion could be tasted in his mouth.The consciousness seemed to be pulled away suddenly for a moment, probably because the hook finally tore off the glue, and it was pulled back in a whirl, but it still crashed into this person's embrace.It was a false alarm, but I was very fortunate; the sound of breathing was piercing and wet, piercing into the eardrums, with vague sentences interspersed.

You just need to remember two things.

feel good