Article 914

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The chair made an unbearable creaking sound under the body, and the wet slap and sticky water sound when the jiāo joint collided. In such an increasingly violent manipulation, Chu nightning finally couldn't bear it, waist The limbs are soft, the body fits the chest with the ink-burning muscles and the uniform, shaking his head slightly, the hair is hanging in front of the silk belt, and panting: "Slow, slow..."

But at this time, the young man has also indulged in it, and is no longer so obedient.

This kind of intense push-up lasted for a long time, and finally Chu Xiaoning was so madly and obsessively inserted and fucked that it was released convulsively, and the jīng fluid got on the tight belly of the ink.

At that time, the ink burned up and glanced at the man sitting on Muji's lap. The silk belt was already slanted in this intense joy, revealing a slightly closed moist phoenix.

The ink burned as if he was stimulated, and he suddenly stood up with his lover who was still soaked in the aftermath of shejīng. Because of the change in posture, his genitals suddenly stabbed deep, and Chu nightning, who was already a little lax, couldn't help but groaned: "Ah..."

"Master, Wanning...Baby..." He hugged him, kissed him, and the two fell to the couch together. During this process, the burning genitals came out of Chu Xiaoning's wet back. slipped out.

Chu Xiaoning's eyes were almost empty. A man's perception of stimulation would be greater when he released it. He could feel that he was shrinking and yearning shamelessly behind him. He felt uncomfortable because his genitals suddenly slipped out, and he lowered his voice. Breathing heavily, he raised his trembling hand and pulled away the half-loose silk belt.

The pair of slightly picked and thin red eyes saw the bottom of the burning heart like this wetly.

The ink burned and scolded, he lifted the man's legs on the bed, and the hot and hot genitals pressed against the back of Chu nightning. He only pushed it forward, and when he entered the front, he heard the person under him again It was pain and Shu Xun's groan.

He couldn't bear it any longer, and whispered "I'm sorry", then he supported Chu Xiaoning's waist, and inserted the whole genitalia fiercely and frantically.

The next jiāo close is almost wild.

In the depths of infatuation, there is actually no difference between Ta Xianjun and Mo Zongshi. They are not very rational. They only indulge in eager convulsions, eager to hear more vague and broken moans from those under them. With gasping for breath, the two strong and well-proportioned bodies on the bed were entangled with heat, and the ink burned Chu Xiaoning's legs apart, his hips kept swaying, and the genitals quickly and deeply pushed into it.

"Ah...ah..."

Everything was messed up. The dense insertion and the rushing blows made Chu Xiaoning feel like a soul floating in the river, unable to hold or control anything.

Only the obsessed and loving face of the young man in front of him was the only real thing.

Before the ink burns shejīng, there will be a particularly fierce and almost crazy pumping, and the last few strokes are fierce and hot, almost squeezing the bag into the general obsession, followed by a large and powerful jīng flow. She stubbornly fell into Chu Xiaoning's body.

He was so stimulated that even the tips of his toes were shaking slightly, and his eyes were almost out of focus.

"Are you ok?"

After a long time, Mo Ran recovered from the afterglow of Gao cháo, and kissed Chu Xiaoning's sweaty eyebrows, lips, and nose.

"Did it hurt you?"

"..."

"Do you like this?"

Chu Xiaoning turned his face sideways, a little tired, but his heart felt extremely hot. He looked at the sincere and gentle face of the young man, the man he once lost, the man who once fell into hell for him, the man who once fell into hell for him. The cold man beside him.

Now it is so vivid and lingering between the pillows and couch with him.

in front of his eyes.

beside him.

in his body.

He closed his eyes abruptly, and he didn't know why there was soreness in his throat, but the sweetness in his heart broke out, and the sourness and sweetness merged here, making his throat sound a little hoarse.

Chu Xiaoning is not good at words, but also a very thin-skinned person.

Don't expect him to answer any questions honestly on the chat, so Mo Ran obviously won't get the answers to his stupid questions this time.

But he could give up something else.

better one.

Chu Xiaoning raised his face slightly, there was a strand of sweaty black hair scattered on his forehead, those beautiful eyes looked at the young man's face, then he leaned over and kissed the young man's beautifully shaped lips.

He put his hand on the ink burning chest, where there are still scars.

They both have scars on their hearts.

But all is over.

The scar is still there, but it doesn't hurt anymore.

"……I love you."

Chu Xiaoning whispered, and then it seemed that in order not to let Mo Ran see his embarrassment and blush, he pulled the person down, and the two kissed together again.

This night was the same as before, they did it more than once, and the smoldering stamina that was infused with the power of the demons seemed to be better than before, although he was a bit good before.

They were passionately entangled in love in the secluded valley of Nanping, the bed was creaking, Chu Xiaoning was turned over by him, knelt down on the bed, and the ink burned to cover his mouth from behind, as if he was in a coma The savage in the middle pushed him hard from behind, and in the fierce rhythm of the two, they stayed in Chu before.

The jīng fluid in Wan Ning's body was foamed, and some more sticky slipped between the legs.

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