Lin Xiucheng lowered his head, looking at the name engraved on his snow-white and lustful body under his hands, his brain was even hotter with lust, he pressed Chen Xing's leg up and slammed it quickly, Chen Xing Being overwhelmed by him, he called out to him, "Dad, take it easy."

Lin Xiucheng squeezed Chen Xing's chin, leaned down to kiss him, his lips and tongue softly soothed Chen Xing, and caught Chen Xing's tears at his chin. Fortunately, his legs will be crushed.

But in the pain, there was an unexplained feeling, itching and uncomfortable.

Lin Xiucheng can't wait to eat Chen Xing, if he eats Chen Xing, he will never be able to escape.

"Are you still going?" He picked up Chen Xing, walked under the bed, and asked Chen Xing to put his back against the wall and push him from the bottom up. This posture was too deep, and Chen Xing's lower abdomen was about to show a forest. Xiu Cheng's shape came, but he couldn't remember what he did, so he shook his head randomly: "Don't go, don't go...don't do this..."

Lin Xiucheng looked at Chen Xing, suddenly stopped the action of thrusting, and changed the direction of the penis in Chen Xing's body to grind. He held Chen Xing's buttocks in one hand, Chen Xing was afraid of falling, he hugged Lin Xiucheng's shoulders tightly, his legs tucked his waist, his own weight fell on the place where the two were connected, and he wanted to connect Lin Xiucheng to the roots. Like swallowed.

Lin Xiucheng pressed his other hand on Chen Xing's lower abdomen, and shared with Chen Xing with great interest: "Baby, your waist is so thin that I will pierce it."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Chen Xing's hand and told him to touch him: "Look."

Chen Xing was forced by Lin Xiucheng in horror, put his hand beside his belly button, Lin Xiucheng pressed his hand tightly and squeezed, feeling Lin Xiucheng's shape.

He shook his head sadly: "No, no."

"Okay," Lin Xiucheng taught him, "You are very powerful here, you can eat anything."

After he finished speaking, he started to move again. Chen Xing was pressed by him, and he felt that his stomach was stabbed. His internal organs were not his own. overflowing. Chen Xing's hole was adapted to Lin Xiucheng's size, and he was shamelessly wanting more. The water dripping from his genitals wet Lin Xiucheng's hair, and the pitiful shivered with Lin Xiucheng's top.

"Why are you crying?" Lin Xiucheng asked him gently, pulling out his genitals by the roots and inserting them fiercely, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Chen Xing wanted to take his hand away, but Lin Xiucheng refused. He supported Chen Xing, pressed him back on the bed, and put a pillow under his waist: "I heard it's easy to get pregnant this way."

Chen Xinghui is also a virgin, how could Lin Xiucheng have so many tricks, his legs were inserted without the strength, and hung softly on his shoulders, his waist was folded, and the front was not taken care of at all, like Lin Xiucheng venting his sexual desires He was pressed and fucked like a toy.

Chen Xing's corridor was numb and itchy when he was inserted, and a sense of pleasure rose up in his spine, which intensified. With Lin Xiucheng's force, Chen Xing suddenly clamped his legs, biting his lips and moaning. With a sound, the front genital trembled twice, and a thick white liquid dripped out, dripping on the navel and abdomen, covering a little Lin Xiucheng's name.

Lin Xiucheng's genitals were caught off guard by Chen Xing a few times, and almost came out. He looked at the pool of semen in the depression of Chen Xing's abdomen and praised Chen Xing who lost his mind: "It's really fast to learn."

Chen Xing was still silent in the afterglow of the climax, his back hole was very sensitive, Lin Xiucheng began to grind him again, he twisted his waist uncomfortably and wanted to spit out Lin Xiucheng.

Lin Xiucheng suspected that Chen Xing was not good, he took out his genitals, picked up the rope that Chen Xing had tied to him just now, raised Chen Xing's hands above his head, tied it with a dead knot, and hung it from the pole of the bedside lamp.

Chen Xing fucked, raised his leg and wanted to kick him, but Lin Xiucheng broke in again. His acupoint was already soft and moist, wrapped around Lin Xiucheng, and wriggled like a flattery.

Lin Xiucheng was completely immersed in desire, nailing Chen Xing's machine and fucking him repeatedly, until Chen Xing thought he was going to kill him, he snorted and released it in Chen Xing's body.

Chen Xing's thigh was bruised in many places by his pinching. Lin Xiucheng slowly pulled out his cock and made a "boo" sound. Chen Xing's acupuncture points were not closed by him, and Lin Xiucheng stared at him with great interest. He stretched out his hand and dug out some semen, and the cloudy white liquid dripped on the bed sheet and flowed out along Chen Xing's white buttocks.

Chen Xing's hand hurt from being hanged, and he didn't care what he was doing now, he lifted his leg and stepped on Lin Xiucheng, telling him to untie himself with a hoarse voice.

Lin Xiucheng stretched out his hand.

Chen Xing couldn't say a word. He pushed him away and wanted to go to the bathroom. As soon as his feet touched the floor, he knelt down softly. Before he could get up, Lin Xiucheng stepped on his ankle. Cheng's cock hardened again, and he hunched over, rubbing the thick cock on his hips. Chen Xing wanted to escape, but the back hole was suddenly filled up by Lin Xiucheng. He could feel the protruding meridians on Lin Xiucheng's penis beating in his body.

Chen Xing's scalp was numb, and Lin Xiucheng's expression was not like his usual, full of aggressive and violent ruthlessness, looking at him as if he was going to kill him.

Chen Xing used both hands and feet, desperately trying to crawl forward, begging for mercy: "Dad, I was wrong, don't do it."

"Don't you want to see me out of control?" Lin Xiucheng easily dragged Chen Xing back, like a beast intercourse, clinging to Chen Xing, clasping Chen Xing's crotch and shoulders, mercilessly on his body Li shuddered, "This is how I'm out of control."

On the flight back to China, Chen Xing was wearing earplugs, his brain was dizzy, he leaned back in his chair and dozed off, and when he closed his eyes, it was Lin Xiucheng's face like a king of hell.

The day after Chen Xing went to London to tie Lin Xiucheng, due to the jet lag, he woke up earlier than Lin Xiucheng, and his body was sore from his joints, no different from being run over by a car.

Lin Xiucheng put his arms around him and fell asleep without defense.

Lin Xiucheng has not seen Chen Xing in the past two years, and Chen Xing has not seen Lin Xiucheng in the past two years. Lin Xiucheng still has Chen Xing's photos to relieve him. Chen Xing can only rely on Lin Xiucheng in the lake district to reject hisThe bitch gritted his teeth and persisted.