Chapter 91 Follow-up

Under the splendid nebula, the two embraced and exchanged a warm and lingering kiss. The starlight covered their shoulders, obscuring their deepest desire for each other. Xia Xiqing reached out to find Zhou Ziheng's hand and wanted to hold him, but the other party accidentally lost the switch of the universe when he let go.

Holding his shoulders backwards, Xia Xiqing accidentally stepped on the toes of his beautiful leather shoes, and the red nebula explored in an instant, closed, and turned into endless darkness. Zhou Ziheng's reaction was quicker. He hugged Xia Xiqing tightly and kissed him deeply and lingeringly. The wet sound of water was amplified by some kind of malfunctioning sense in the dark, like a pair of invisible hands mixing up the gradually violent breathing. .

"Ziheng..."

"Don't be afraid." Zhou Ziheng's arms were tightly wrapped around his waist, his body pushed Xia Xiqing's body, groping in the darkness, the physical fear and desire were covered in layers, and it was impossible to tell who it was. Whoever defeated, Xia Xiqing only felt that he was retreating again and again, and there was no way to retreat. His back was leaning against a wall. Zhou Ziheng's kiss was full of aggressiveness, as if his desire was still there, and his soft tongue stirred his heartbeat. His legs were weak, and he had to press his palms against the wall to stabilize his body, which began to flow like quicksand.

"Turn on the light." It was hard to find a gap in the hot and humid kiss, like a green escape sign in the dark. Zhou Ziheng's white sweater seemed to glow in the dark night, covered with a faint glow of firefly.

He longed to find light in him.

"Please." Zhou Ziheng bit his lower lip, the soft and fragile touch made him addicted.

"……Please."

He had already given all of himself, and this pride was nothing.

Zhou Ziheng stretched out one hand to turn on the light, and the other hand covered Xia Xiqing's eyes. When the light reappeared, Xia Xiqing felt only the red light flowing between Zhou Ziheng's fingers, soft and ambiguous.

He licked his dry lips due to the evaporation of saliva, opened it slightly, and looked at Zhou Ziheng with his eyes covered with water vapor, like a thirsty fish, his arms wrapped around his neck unconsciously, which was his favorite way. .

The two kissed intensely at the entrance, with scorch marks burned by the fire of lust along the way, and the kiss made Xia Xiqing's legs go weak. Once, it didn't fall.

"What is this..." Confused, Xia Xiqing squinted to see and saw a note on the box.

My gift to you. - Zhao Ke.

"What is this?" Xia Xiqing turned to look at Zhou Ziheng, and there was still confusion on his face, but Zhou Ziheng dodged too clearly, "It's nothing, let's go into the room."

"Oh?" Xia Xiqing raised the corner of his mouth, and he read a word a thousand times over and over again, which caught Zhou Ziheng's heart without error. While he was shaking, Xia Xiqing used the toe of his leather shoe to lift the lid, but let him touch the contents inside. Son is awake.

"What's this all about?" Xia Xiqing wiped the corners of his lips, squatted down lazily, the tip of his index finger hooked up a black satin blindfold, and shook it in front of Zhou Ziheng's eyes, took out another pair of handcuffs, and broke it. Twice, and a long body was pulled out by him.

"I don't know, I thought it was sent by the "Escape from Heaven" props team."

Zhou Ziheng laughed dryly, and when he saw that there were some electric props in the box, his eyes were blacked out, and he was almost mad at Zhao Ke.

"This was all given to me unilaterally by him as a fortress, but it doesn't actually represent my will."

Hearing Zhou Ziheng's deadly struggle, Xia Xiqing almost laughed, but he still held it back, picked up the blindfold, handcuffs and rope in the box, grabbed the end of the rope with his fingers and swayed it, like a hunter ready to trap his prey . His eyebrows were raised, his eyes frivolous, "I don't like props, but binding and blindfolding, I'm still interested."

Zhou Ziheng was trapped in this way, from a hesitant hunter to a prey who asked for anything.

The heating in the living room gradually warmed up. Xia Xiqing pushed Zhou Ziheng onto the sofa and took off his clothes one by one. When the sweater was taken off, the sparks crackled, and when he could not put his hands down, he was handcuffed with handcuffs. With two wrists, he was completely naked, watching Xia Xiqing take off his gray coat, revealing his full black suit, and standing neatly in front of him, Zhou Ziheng felt like a criminal who was convicted for coveting, and was punished by him. humiliation and punishment.

But he was dressed so well, but it evoked the deepest lust in his heart.

Xia Xiqing half-knelt down, tied his ankles with ropes, then sat on his bare thighs, playing with his cold fingers, playing with his half-hot cock. Looking down, his eyes looked at Zhou Ziheng's eyes, his lips were slightly open, with an indescribable temptation.

"It's your turn to beg me."

Zhou Ziheng came over and wanted to kiss him, but Xia Xiqing avoided him. He was grabbed by Xia Xiqing's tie with his handcuffed hands and pulled him over. Carefully bit his lip.

"You really are a dog." Xia Xiqing licked his lips and pinched his chin, "Whose dog is it?"

Zhou Ziheng's deep eyes stared at him, and a dull fire almost burst out.

"say!"

"……yours."

Xia Xiqing smiled, "Who am I?"

"You are... the master."

"It's so good." Xia Xiqing leaned over to kiss Zhou Ziheng's auricle, made water noises and whispered maliciously, and finally blew a breath of hot air, "Even if it's a dog, it's always wrong to bite its owner. It must be punished. "

He knelt down on Zhou Ziheng's side, half-lying on his bound legs, poked his fingers on the raised penis, and stuck out his tongue to lick the top, as if licking a penis. Same as sugar.

He expected that Xia Xiqing would play with him, but what Zhou Ziheng didn't expect was that he pulled a chair from the dining table, sat on it, took off his shoes and socks, and those thin white feet stepped on his hard and swollen penis.

In an instant, Xia Xiqing heard the low voice he couldn't restrain, and couldn't help laughing, "So you like my feet." After he finished speaking, he raised his legs, the white soles facing each other, wrapped around them. Zhou Ziheng's genitals moved up and down slowly against the blue veins on Zhu's body.

His eyes fell on Zhou Ziheng, and he saw his abdominal muscles tensed by lust, his brows furrowed because of impatience, and his helplessness that he couldn't get rid of no matter what, everything was too sexy, making Xia Xiqing feel hot all over .

"Comfortable?"

His voice fluttered like a feather, and Zhou Ziheng frowned tightly, reluctant to speak.

Xia Xiqing liked this feeling, watching him being pushed to a critical point, "Are you uncomfortable if you don't speak?"

He can control all the desires of his beloved, which is the supreme right.

The toes were tensed, like a ballerina, gently descending down his column, little by little to the sac, stepping on his toes lightly, and his heavy breathing began to appear in the quiet space. Xia Xiqing felt so hot that he threw the suit jacket he took off on the ground, while comforting his pet with his feet, Xia Xiqing untied the belt, took off half of his pants, and hung them on his straight knees. His genitals were already erect and pressed against his lower abdomen. He suddenly thought of a more torturous way, so he retracted his feet.

He took off all his pants, and Bai Shengsheng's two long legs were dangling in front of Zhou Ziheng's eyes, causing him to roll his Adam's apple. Seeing that Xia Xiqing took out a lubricant from the box, sat back on the chair, tilted his head to one side and opened his legs, exposing the little hole that Zhou Ziheng had ravaged countless times in front of him.

"Like it?"

Looking at Zhou Ziheng's expression, Xia Xiqing felt very satisfied. He squeezed a ball of lubricant on his fingers, which was a little cold. When he applied the small acupuncture point, he couldn't help but tremble. Zhou Ziheng suddenly became extremely hungry and wanted to crush him under his body and plunder him frantically, but now his hands and feet are all bound and he can't do anything.

"Let go of me, Xi Qing."

"Call master." Xia Xiqing flew a look, "what's the hurry, I haven't had enough." He squeezed his fingers covered with white viscous liquid into the privacy little by little, Zhou Ziheng couldn't tell whether he was sincere or not. Deliberately, a lewd moan crept into his ears in an instant. Watching him expand that little red hole little by little, a layer of hot sweat broke out on Zhou Ziheng's back, sticking him and the sofa tightly.

"Well..." Xia Xiqing's face was covered with a light of desire, and his eyes fell naked on Zhou Ziheng's face, which was extremely forbearing. Raised nipples are faintly visible.

"Do you want..."

Zhou Ziheng finally couldn't help it, and responded eagerly with a hoarse voice, "Think...think..."

"Please, please, your master." Xia Xiqing still didn't stop his hand, instead he opened his legs further apart so that Zhou Ziheng could see everything clearly.

Zhou Ziheng swallowed in a panic, discarding all his dignity, "Master, please, give it to me, please."

"What's for you?" Xia Xiqing put down his bent legs.

"Give me... let me fuck you."

Xia Xiqing stood up, the hem of his white shirt was half-covered, and the lubricating fluid dripped down from between his legs, lewdly. He sat on Zhou Ziheng's lap, his buttocks squeezed his penis, he smiled and licked Zhou Ziheng's ear, and whispered, "Wrong."

"It's the master who fucks you."

After speaking, Xia Xiqing held Zhou Ziheng's swollen penis, rubbed on the lubrication between his legs, stood on the liquid, and then relaxed his muscles, trying to use his acupoints to incorporate his huge penis. After several attempts, he finally Going in, both of them let out a sigh involuntarily. The next moment, he covered Zhou Ziheng's eager eyes with the blindfold, "Don't look at me.".

Perhaps it was because he lost sight of the pursuit, Xia Xiqing became more and more aggressive, put his hands on Zhou Ziheng's shoulders, twisted his slender waist sensually, and tilted his head back to reveal a beautiful neck curve. Zhou Ziheng was tortured to the end by him, as soon as he entered. He almost shot out in a split second, and he suppressed the thought fiercely. The small hole below was tight and hot, tightly wrapping him, and following Xia Xiqing's twisting and deepening.

Xia Xiqing's body gradually softened, as if floating in a sea of ​​lust. He was sweating all over, opening his mouth to speed up his breathing, his legs were tense and numb, "Ha... it's cool..."

But Zhou Ziheng was tortured so badly by him that he couldn't see, he could only feel, but these were far from enough. He wanted to see Xia Xiqing's expression, and he wanted more and more intense unions. The lower body of the two of them was already wet, slippery and sticky, which made Zhou Ziheng even more dissatisfied, his voice was hoarse from the torture of lust, "Master, please let me go, it will be better if you let go of the fuck. , I promise." After he finished speaking, he pushed in hard, as if he was recommending himself, so that Xia Xiqing called out directly, and his body went limp and threw himself on top of him.

"Please, master." Zhou Ziheng kissed his ear stickily, coaxing and coaxing, "Unlocking the master will make you happier."

Xia Xiqing tore off his blindfold, slumped down, unbuttoned the body under his feet, and licked Zhou Ziheng's belly, causing him to tremble a bit, he smiled and sat up, in fact he wanted to untie it for a long time. The handcuffs, if this wears on, he will feel distressed first. But as soon as it was untied, Xia Xiqing was pushed down by Zhou Ziheng, pushed into the soft sofa, opened his legs, and shoved in.

"Ah...it's so deep..." Xia Xiqing stretched out his hand to break his hand, but let him grab his ankle and put it on his shoulder, pressing his leg to fuck him in, "Zhou Ziheng, you fucking... ah... You bastard……"

A drop of sweat that he had endured for too long fell on Xia Xiqing's face, Zhou Ziheng's face was turned away from the light, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could only feel the attack of the other party like a storm, and every time he slammed into the deepest part, Like a scorching iron pestle, supporting his narrow and wet corridor full, Xia Xiqing didn't have any chance to hide, so he could only raise his waist high to meet his wild thrusts.

Moans mixed with the slaps of flesh and blood reverberated in this living room. Zhou Ziheng seemed to take revenge, and he fucked harder than ever, and did not forget to provoke, "Master, are you comfortable? Huh?"

Xia Xiqing gasped with his mouth open, and every time he got in, a scream came out of his throat. He felt so embarrassed that he could only put his fingertips into his mouth, clenching his teeth, and endured his fierce attack. . Zhou Ziheng shrugged, pressing his palms on his raised thighs until his flesh turned red. His eyes were fixed on Xia Xiqing's face, and he looked at his blushing slender neck, down to the bottom of his ears. Xia Xiqing was so dizzy from being fucked that he couldn't run away with his head on one end of the sofa. The fingertips he was biting had been paralyzed by the pleasure, saliva was dripping down the corners of his mouth, and even his toes were not consciously stretched.

This twisted pleasure of destroying the world devoured his entire being, trembling all over, and physiological tears flowed from his eyes.

"No way... Ziheng... Slow, slow..."

Zhou Ziheng pulled out his penis, rubbed his body against his wet thighs, leaned down and licked the corners of Xia Xiqing's wet mouth, and stuck his tongue into his mouth all of a sudden, making Xia Xiqing go soft. Swept over by the tide again.

"Come in... hurry up..."

"Master, you are really difficult to serve." Zhou Ziheng supported his lower body and advanced again, but he did not go to the bottom, but found the sensitive point he had long explored, and stabbed him hard with his waist up. , which made Xia Xiqing scream out loud.

"Ah! Ah..."

Zhou Ziheng liked this kind of reaction. He resisted the huge pleasure brought by the contraction of his small pussy.

"No way... fuck it... fuck it... ah... Ziheng... hug me..."

Zhou Ziheng cruelly did not hug him, but frantically increased the frequency, Xia Xiqing felt that he was about to die, everything in front of him was blurred, as if it was covered by liquid, he cried, he didn't know why he was crying, He only knew that the electricity was all over his body, and his limbs were covered with electricity. He couldn't hold back his cry, and he couldn't hold back his tears.

Seeing that proud Xia Xiqing became embarrassed, Zhou Ziheng leaned down and kissed his tears, "Master, you are so comfortable...so cool...I love you..."

"Ah... ah... No way... It's going to break down... ah..." Xia Xiqing didn't know what to say anymore, his body and reason had been stripped away. He could only hold his neck, his flushed body trembled like a sieve, and with a changed tone of scream, the light-colored penis that was constantly shaking by Zhou Ziheng shot out and shot on Zhou Ziheng's chest.

After the orgasm, Xia Xiqing was like a clay figurine in the water, paralyzed in his arms, Zhou Ziheng couldn't bear it any longer, and slammed into his body fiercely and ruthlessly. There were violent collisions in the well-known corridor, without any rules and regulations, just for pleasure. When Xia Xiqing was about to be knocked into a coma by him, he finally shot out of his body. The cock that wasn't completely soft was buried in his body, throbbing, hot and hot.

The two sweaty bodies hugged tightly together, and the night officially began when the lust was released.