Three Batches of Dog Blood Stories

Zhao Qin's mouth is doing well, and Song Qi was made comfortable by being served, so he asked Zhao Tan to spit out something and sit on him.

Song Qi poured half of the palm lubricant and sent it from the perineum to the posterior point.

"Carry some." Otherwise, it will all be spilled.

Zhao Qin hugged Song Qi's shoulders, endured the shame, and raised his hips a little bit.

But Song Qi did not send the lubricant into the acupuncture point, but slid back and forth between the anus and scrotum.

Zhao Qin couldn't help tensing up, and the knees clamped around Song Qi's waist couldn't hold back.

Song Cheng licked Zhao Qin's back ear, squeezed the lubricant on Zhao Qin's tailbone with the other hand, and then touched the slightly wet back acupuncture point along the tailbone.

Song Qi whispered in his ear: "Have you done it yourself?"

Zhao Qin's Adam's apple twitched, his voice was muffled, his fingers bent stiffly, eager to scratch, but he couldn't bear to scratch Song Qi, so he could only bear it, like a big cat that had to withdraw its sharp claws.

Song Qi was so annoying, he stretched his fingers into the back acupuncture points and pressed around, Zhao Tan suddenly twitched, Song Qi pinpointed the point and applied force, making Zhao Qin's waist tremble.

"Song Qi... come in, come in..." Zhao Tan was so tortured that he was about to cry, he didn't want to be fucked by his fingers, but he really couldn't bear the thrill of the prostate being continuously stimulated, so he bit the back of his hand, Water stains run down the chin.

As he wished, Song Qi pinched his butt with both hands, lifted it up slightly, separated the folds of the acupuncture point, and stuffed his own things into it little by little.

Song Qi moved away Zhao Qin's hand that was biting his mouth, and kissed Zhao Tan. Zhao Qin's attention was completely taken away by the foreign body invasion feeling under his body, so that he couldn't respond in time during the kiss, so he gave up and pushed Song Qi away.

Song Qi was not happy, so he wrapped his arms around Zhao Qin's waist, pulled Zhao Qin's chin, opened Zhao Qin's teeth and continued to kiss, and at the same time, he lowered his body hard and shrugged slowly.

Zhao Tan was about to go crazy, his fists were so tightly packed that his nails almost pierced the palm of his hand.

Zhao Qin had no choice but to stop the kiss again.

Song Qi snorted coldly, patted Zhao Qin's buttocks: "If you don't obey, do it yourself."

……

When he stopped, it was already midnight, and Zhao Qin was not daring to go back to Song Qi's bed after showering while leaning on the bathroom wall.

Song Qi was too terrible, going to bed was like changing the core, one bad intention after another, Zhao Qin was so ashamed that he couldn't face out of the bathroom when he thought of his own appearance.

Song Qi was calm. After washing, he changed into clean pajamas and sheets, leaned against the head of the bed, and looked peaceful and harmless to humans and animals.

"Go to sleep." Song Qi smiled softly at Zhao Tan.

Zhao Qin immediately forgot about the slander just now, went to bed obediently, and tucked in the quilt.

Song Qi also lay down, and he asked Zhao Qin, "How was my performance just now?"

"Ah?" Zhao Tan's ears were red, he thought the pornographic mode was over.

Song Qi propped up the back of his head and looked at Zhao Tan seriously. Song Qi said, "I heard from others that the best way to find a partner is to be innocent under the bed and loose on the bed. I should—"

"Very slutty!" After Zhao Qin finished speaking, he buried his head in the quilt in shame.

Song Qi smiled: "So I have a passing grade?"

Zhao Qin said in a muffled voice, "Not only did he pass the exam, but he even surpassed the standard."

"That's good."

Then, Song Qi kissed the quilt covering Zhao Tan's head: "Good night."