The day to become the final boss

"Damn it, what are you crazy about!" Snape gasped, the fresh air flowing into his lungs made him feel like he had saved his life.

Wan Mo watched him quickly return to normal with a slightly flushed face, his eyes fixed on the thin lips that had been rubbed bright red, on the wet marks overflowing with body fluid, and the ink color in his eyes deepened.

Thin and dense kisses fell on the thin lips, licking the water color of the lips.Snape's panting was slow, he took a deep breath, and then roared like an explosion, "Mers! Stop your unsuitable estrus! You--" The roar stopped abruptly, and Wan Mo clasped him tightly the back of his head, and stuffed his tongue down his throat again.

But this time he was very measured, he didn't invade as strongly as before - but than before, his nimble tongue no longer squeezed so domineeringly, but thrust into Snape's mouth rhythmically, slippery The entanglement seduces.

Snape couldn't close his jaw at all, and the transparent saliva overflowed from the corner of his mouth again.The palms walking on his body made his breathing more and more heavy, and it didn't take long for him to feel the pain below, and his underwear became tight.

Moers's delicate palms slowly moved down, gently drawing circles on his lower abdomen, and the round nails on his fingertips gently scratched at the groin, fiddled with the curly hair all the way down, every time there was a Sliding over the upright part, the long legs rubbed against the inside of his thigh indistinctly.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Snape's forehead, and the more and more lewd tongue kisses from Moores, the watery sound of lips and tongues in the ear, the indistinct rubbing, and the damn fingers made him feel like he was going crazy.

"M...Mers", Snape said with difficulty in a vague voice while the other party's tongue was thrusting.

He responded with another string of deep, fiery kisses, and Snape bit down on that damned tongue in annoyance - Moores finally pulled it back.

Wan Mo licked the corners of his mouth unsatisfactorily.

"Damn it..." Snape said hoarsely, panting heavily, "Can't you listen to me!?"

"What do you want to say, dear?" Wan Mo licked down his chin, sucking heavily at the violently rising and falling Adam's apple.He heard a gasp in Snape's throat.

"Damn! You won! Stop your damn teasing!" The voice almost squeezed through the teeth.

Wan Mo was slightly taken aback, then smiled so comfortably.He pushed back the sweat-stained black hair from Snape's forehead, and looked straight into the obsidian eyes - eyes that were now burning with lust as if they were about to breathe fire.He kissed the high hooked nose and murmured in a seductively soft voice, "Tell me, Severus—, that you want me to…"

The seductive breath familiar to Moores confuses Snape's senses. Snape stares at his bright red and swollen lips that glow with water, the desire surging in the black pupils, and the half-opened ivory eyes. The neckline of the skin, swallowed repressedly, he looks so damn tempting!

"Say you want me." Moers' seductive voice sounded in his ears again.

Snape pressed his thin lips into a straight line.

Wan Mo's black eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly clenched Snape's erect lower body tightly.

Snape let out a brief scream.

"Severus, say you want me."

"Damn it!" Snape shrank slightly from the pain, and the grip beneath him was a little sluggish.

"Say you want me—"

"Damn! Damn Myers! I want you—do you have to tell me?!" The thin-skinned Mr. Snape covered his face with his hands and shouted in frustration.

Wan Mo let out an extremely comfortable laugh, and he kissed her again.

His nimble fingers took the huge, skillful squeeze, rubbing against its sensitive head, tracing the furrows with the pads of his thumbs, making it harden quickly.

Wan Mo pulled down his trousers and at the same time pulled off Snape's obstructing nightgown. The two hot cylinders were held together in the white and delicate palms, and the two of them moved and squeezed each other impatiently.

Their breaths became thick and short, the kisses they exchanged were no longer unilateral aggression, but mutual, they embraced each other, sucked every trace of each other's breath, swallowed each other's seductive moans, fierce and fast ——The continuous squeezing and friction of ecstasy caused Wanmo to erupt soon.

The unspeakable pleasure seemed to come from the soul, and he lost his mind for a short time.

Then he noticed that Snape's huge body was still standing.

Wan Mo: "..."

Snape's cheeks were flushed, the hair on his forehead was already wet with sweat, his bare skin was once again imprinted with his own mark, and Wan Mo felt that the bottom was swollen again.

Because Wan Mo's movements stopped, Snape poked his smooth and elastic thigh several times in dissatisfaction.

Mr. Moores licked the corners of his mouth and lowered his head.

Snape shuddered all over, and the lower part was suddenly wrapped in warmth and tightness. The sucking from the front made him tremble, and an indescribable excitement spread from the tailbone to the cerebral cortex like lightning.He lifted his neck stiffly, and saw that Moores was sinking his head beneath him.

Sensing the movement of Snape's body, Wan Mo raised his head and looked at him.

Then he stuck out his bright red tongue and licked the huge shaft slowly, in extremely erotic movements, under his gaze.

Snape was dumbfounded, the strong visual impact caused the hardness below to swell again in Moers' hands.

"Mers - eh!" The scalp-numbing pleasure made Snape suddenly grasp the sheet under him, and he felt the flexible tongue circling on the round and huge head, the soft and smooth tip of the tongue Drilling the small hole in the middle, pushing and inserting shallowly.Snape clenched his hand into a fist and bit his mouth, preventing himself from making a horrible moan.

But Mr. Moores didn't seem to be satisfied. His white fingers began to massage and stimulate the ball below, making the sucking sound louder. He bit gently with his teeth, hesitating rhythmically, until the stubborn Si Mr. Nepe unconsciously raised his waist and shrugged against his mouth, making a scream that made his blood boil.

"Mers..., let go..." Snape moved his body down with the remaining rationality, he felt that he had reached the limit.

The wet, blue-veined cylinder was pulled out in half - although because of the size problem, he didn't penetrate 2/3 of the opponent's mouth.

Wan Mo glanced at him, lowered his head suddenly, swallowed the part he had pulled out back into his warm mouth, and pressed and sucked hard——

Snape's body convulsed, and the convulsions lasted long enough, and then he spread his limbs and lay powerlessly on the bed, panting in confusion.

The corners of Wan Mo's mouth overflowed with sticky whiteness. He spit out the stuff that filled his mouth into the palm of his hand, gently pulled away Snape's long legs that had temporarily lost strength, and rubbed them against the place he had long dreamed of for a long time, then slowly and forcefully He squeezed one of his fingers, which were stained with greasy liquid, into it.

Snape was awakened by the swelling pain behind him, and he felt Mers' fingers expand the field inside him. "Mers!"

"What's the matter, dear?" Mr. Moores smiled shamelessly, squeezing his body between Snape's legs and slipping another finger in.

Snape gasped in pain, he instantly understood what Moores wanted to do next, wanted to scold something, but the pain in his body made him lack strength.

"Boom!" The flame in the fireplace suddenly exploded, and the platinum nobleman's urgent voice came from inside—"Severus! My friend, please come here immediately, I need your help!"

Snape kicked Wanmo's hand away, although he gasped in pain when the fingers inside were pulled out.

He rolled over and got up, took the robe and went into the bathroom to clean himself briefly.

Speechless, Wan Mo fell headlong on the bed, hitting the pillow with his fist in frustration——how many times is this? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ——Could it be that my character/divine quality is not good! ! ! ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?