Article 581

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Chu Wanning was stimulated by such a package. But he was still able to answer Xue Meng's questions patiently and suppressedly. His determination, whether in this life or in the previous life, is still amazing.

He suppressed it very well, but his voice was a little lower and his speaking speed was a little slower. If Mo Ran was not on his bed at the moment, he would not be able to believe that this man was enjoying the ultimate joy and excitement.

Finally Xue Meng nodded and said: "I understand."

"If you know it, go back quickly." Chu Wanning said, "Don't think about it anymore, it's too late."

Xue Meng stood up and said: "Master, I'm leaving... By the way, has the lamp been turned off, Master?"

"……good."

It happened to be a deep throat. Chu nightning opened his lips slightly and never breathed out.

But he frowned, his eyelashes trembled, and his face turned slightly red.

Xue Meng hesitated: "Master, do you have a fever?"

"……No."

"But your face is a little red." Worried, Xue Meng didn't think much. While getting up, he raised his hand to explore Chu Wanning's forehead.

This was something Chu Xiaoning never expected. On the one hand, he was forced to do such erotic things with Mo Ran. On the other hand, the skin on his forehead was touched by another unsuspecting disciple. In front of him is Xue Meng's concerned gaze, but the quilt is being burned by the ink, and the warm mouth is wrapped around him, imitating the thrusting action. The pleasure is almost overwhelming, and the sense of shame is almost overwhelming him. He had to use every bone and every inch of flesh and blood to restrain himself and make himself gasp and moan.

"It's not hot either..." Xue Meng murmured, "Master, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Mo Ran thought, uncomfortable? Why is he uncomfortable? Your master is afraid that he will die from discomfort. It's you who keeps him here. I can't make him feel more uncomfortable. Why don't you leave quickly?

When the gloom in his heart was getting deeper and deeper, Xue Meng was finally sent away by Chu Wanning. Xue Meng was very dedicated. He extinguished the lights for the master, said goodbye, and then walked out.

As soon as he heard the sound of the door "clicking" shut, Allen Chu went crazy. He suddenly opened the quilt and covered the ink-burning bun, forced him to come over, and then gave him a gentle blow. With a slap, he lowered his voice and reprimanded in the darkness: "You bastard... ugh!"

What responded to him was Mo Ran's urgent breathing and lustful black eyes. Most men are just animals in front of lust. Having sex with their beloved is like an animal that has swallowed the drug. Mo Ran was attracted by him. Even after the beating, he didn't feel any pain. Instead, he clasped his hand, pressed it on the bed, and then tore off the last of his clothes. Both of them couldn't help but groan when their skin touched each other.

Mo Ran didn't say much. The light in his eyes was somewhat crazy. His lower body was so hard that it hurt. The round and terrifying sperm was leaking with crystal liquid. He was intoxicated and rubbed Chu Wanning's lower abdomen. The fishy liquid Chu Wanning's abdomen was wet and sticky.

Just now he bullied Chu Wanning in the quilt, and now the fire is so powerful when it burns to himself. Just now, Chu Wanning mobilized all his will not to moan, and now Mo Ran has mobilized the same will. , not allowing himself to lift Chu Wanning's legs and insert the painful genitals into it.

His muscles tightened, and he kissed him ferociously, rubbing him mindlessly. He just wanted to go in, and he was so horny. His primitive nature drove him to just want to penetrate him, to conquer him completely, to tear him apart, and to let him go. He tolerates himself, accepts himself, swallows himself, is touched by himself, and becomes his own person.

"Get up... Baby, get up..." He murmured, "Hurry, if you don't hurry up, I won't be able to bear it anymore. Keep your legs closer..."

While the last light of reason had not disappeared, Mo Ran murmured hoarsely. He pulled Chu Wanning up, and inserted the hot sexual organ between his thighs like last time, violently impacting and rubbing.

He hit so hard that sweat was gathering on his chest, and the light spots in his eyes were extremely bright.

He held Chu Wanning's waist, feeling more and more dissatisfied and energetic because of this itch. He didn't say too many dirty words, he just thrust hard and vigorously. Every time, his hot genitals rubbed against Chu Wanning's private parts and bumped into each other. His pubic hair hit his crotch and sac. Hit the buttocks with a slap.

Chu night Ning was knocked unconscious by him, but Mo Ran's other hand came over at an inappropriate time, holding the high-spirited body in front of him, rubbing and moving it.

"ah……"

Mo Ran bit his shoulder, chewed it, and then whispered: "Don't shout, the sound insulation here is not good, I'm afraid Xue Meng hasn't gone far."

Chu night Ning never said a word again. His eyes were filled with mist, and he lay on the bed and was soothed by the ink. He withstood the fierce impact of the knife edge again and again. The thick and terrifying giant was now on his hands. Going in and out between his legs, he couldn't imagine what it would feel like when this thing came in. He was trembling slightly...

They did it over and over three times that night. In fact, Chu Wanning was tortured and shot three times. In the end, his consciousness was scattered. He remembered that he was holding the man tightly, kissing, lingering, and for no reason. I feel distressed.

Allen Chu went to kiss him, but his posture was still awkward, but Mo Ran couldn't stand the stimulation, and he gasped in confusion: "Don't seduce me..."

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