paranoid personality disorder

I got up a little early the next day, and when I left the room, I saw him in a suit and leather shoes, ready to go out at any time, tossing around in the kitchen.

I paused on the way to the toilet to drain the water: "What are you doing?"

He turned to look at me: "Did I wake you up?"

I didn't speak.

He paused and said, "I'll make some porridge for you."

Every morning when I woke up, there was porridge in the kitchen. I really didn’t know what to say, so I went to the toilet and sat on the toilet for a while.

When I went out, I saw him changing shoes at the door. He looked at me and said, "It will be ready in about half an hour. Remember to eat later. I'm going to work."

Said and pushed open the door.

I watched him silently for a while, watched him change his shoes, pushed open the door, stepped out with both feet, and when he was about to close the door, stepped in with one foot, closed the door, and turned his head to ask me: " Or do you want to bring me something?"

I didn't realize what he was saying for a moment.

I saw him start to untie his belt: "Tiaodan, I should be able to hold on to that when I go to work."

Stupid, I watched him blankly as he unbuttoned his belt and was taking off his suit pants.

I said, "Go away."

He paused when he took off his trousers, and looked up as if he was looking at my expression. For a while, neither of them spoke.

I turned and went back to the bedroom: "I'm going to sleep, I don't have time to care about your strange hobby."

He heard the sound of him fastening his belt behind him, and after a while, he heard him laughing and saying, "I'm in a hurry to go to work, let's play in the evening."

He heard the sound of him closing the door.

I deliberately went out in the afternoon, and after sitting in the coffee shop for a long time, I turned into the bar.

After two or three glasses of wine, I found a man who stuck to me with a smile and called me brother.

I said, "Go to my house."

He said, "Okay, brother."

It was past nine o'clock when I got home. After opening the door, Mo Qian sat on the sofa, as if he heard my door opening, looked over, and smiled: "Are you back?" Seeing the person behind me paused, it was another Smile: "Yo~"

The man who came in behind said alas: "Oh brother, why is there someone at home?"

The person sitting on the sofa stood up immediately, and he stretched lazily: "It seems that I have already eaten so late?" He said and walked to the dining table, dumping the food on it into the trash In the bucket, I washed my hands, rubbed my hands and walked over with a smile, and said to the man next to me: "Do you want to play 3P, brother, the baby under my brother will make you want to die."

I didn't speak, but I felt the man beside me was about to move.

Mo Qian stretched out his hand to embrace the man who was about to move, and walked towards the room with a smile. Before entering the room, he looked back at me: "Come on, let's go together."

I stood where I was for a while, feeling a headache and a pain in my stomach.

He heard undisguised groans coming from inside the house.

I heard the man from the bar humming and shouting: "Brother, come in some more, come in some more."

I couldn't help shaking my whole body, my fingers were trembling with anger, I opened the half-closed door and went in, and saw Mo Qian pulling the legs of the person under him, making movements one by one, and the people under him trembled. Soft into a pool of spring water.

He groaned and yelled that his elder brother loved his younger brother so much.

Mo Qian turned his head to look at me, slightly raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Ah, it's a little strange, how come you can pick someone I can also like every time."

I went up and touched the cheek of the man whose saliva and tears kept flowing, and was pulled by Mo Qian. He leaned forward and kissed me.

I've never kissed him before, this feeling.

Gee.

The people under him were still moaning loudly, shouting that brother, don't go.

Mo Qian's tongue broke into my mouth and washed it like a storm.

After I heard someone snort, there was a crying voice, I must have had an orgasm.

I pushed Mo Qian away, and looked down at the man whose eyes were turned out from being fucked, his lower abdomen was stained with his own semen.

Seeing Mo Qian pulling out something inserted in someone else's body.

Still standing stiffly, he took off the condom, and I saw his bruised veins.

Although I don't want to admit it, his stuff does look easier to use than mine.

I rubbed my blood-congested crotch, and saw Mo Qian pointing to his erection with a smile, and asked me: "Would you like to try it, I'm sure you'll feel great."

The man who was orgasming on the bed slowed down and reached out to touch his things.

Ah, no matter what, I still feel a little disgusted.

I leaned forward, reached out and pulled Mo Qian's hair, forcing him to look up at me, and said to him in a cold voice, "Get out of my house tonight."

His hair was pulled by me, and his face was distorted for a moment. He paused for a moment, stretched out his arms to hug me, and a laughing voice sounded in my ears: "What are you playing, why are you so excited?"

I pushed him, and saw that at some point, the bar man had already stepped forward to suck his thing, and he was licking it very tastefully.

Seeing Mo Qian half-closed his eyes, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the hair of the person under him, then tightened his fingers and pulled the hair of that person tightly, and yanked it hard, pulling away from his things.

After being treated so roughly, the man snorted, as if he became more interested, and pouted, ready to continue his action.

was stopped.

Question: Did you read the warm reminder today?

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