I pulled the grass

"I...I don't." The seat belt hadn't been undone yet, the restraint was uncomfortable, and there was a strange sense of taboo, he gasped heavily, and tried to explain, "I just think...it's fun."

"Fun? How to play? Huh? Is this so?" He said with a soft smile, and rubbed his fingers up along the waistline with one hand, feeling itchy for a while.

"I just feel..." The fingers stroking at the waistline gradually moved up, along the ribs to touch the chest little by little, pinched and twisted with the thumb and index finger, Lu Wange's voice suddenly stopped, moaned, and everyone in the eyelids Feeling wet, "Answering this question...is fun." I finally finished this sentence intermittently.

"Duplicity." Lu Wanzong snorted, "Isn't it fun to do this?" He emphasized the tone of "doing" and at the same time scraped his thumb vigorously. The belt fell down.

The air conditioner in the car was still on, and the hum of the engine covered the gasp.

In the small, dark and warm space, Lu Wange closed his eyes, and the waves of joy surged one after another. He felt that his body was about to be tossed to pieces, but he was bewitched by infinite sweetness, so he chased after it again and again.

67 Is the shower before h or after h?

Gentleman (I think I can ignore my brother, he always ignores me anyway.)

Lu Wanger: Both.

Is there any agreement at 68h?

Gentleman (glanced at brother, his brows have not been loosened for a long time)

Lu Wanger: Agreement?What's the meaning?

Gentleman: Cough, for example, when you say stop, you have to stop, or what signal does it mean to want to h?

Lu Wanger (thinking): No. (Moving his lips, he stopped when he wanted to ask something.)

Gentleman: Do you have any questions?

Lu Wanger (shaking his head).

After a while, Lu Wange asked his brother again: "Should we have an agreement? I remember reading a joke somewhere, which was about thinking about h in a more cryptic way, and saying laundry? "

After Lu Wanzong paused for a moment, he raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I want to do it every day, what signal do I need?"

Lu Wanger...

after that.

Lu Wanger complained: "We must make an agreement. When I say stop, you must stop!" Always doing it...without restraint.

Lu Wanzong squinted his eyes: "Okay."

That night.

His bent waist was about to break, and he was sad and comfortable breathing in: "Brother...stop, you..." Lu Wanzong stopped as expected, but he stopped abruptly with several times of force.

He was hung in mid-air, his body was empty and weak, but the man stopped moving. He was anxious and in pain, and begged in a crying voice, "You...don't stop."

"Hey, should you stop or not?" The voice was filled with suppressed lust and a faint smile.

69 Have you ever had sex with someone other than your lover?

Lu Wanzong: No.

Luwanger: No.

70 Do you agree or disagree with the idea of ​​"If you can't get the heart, at least you have to get the body"?

Lu Wanzong: Oppose.

Lu Wanger: Objection (glanced at his brother again) whispered: I still agree.

Gentleman:?

Lu Wanger (hehe): That's what I did to my brother in my dream at first.

Lu Wanzong squeezed his hand helplessly.

71 What would you do if the other party was raped by thugs?

As soon as this question was finished, Junzi felt that the whole studio was snowing, and Boss Lu looked like an Antarctic glacier. He only heard him say grimly: peeling and cramping.

Gentleman (shivering): I understand, I understand, this is just a hypothesis, a hypothesis.