The ultimate character design of the net match circle tearing guide

From childhood to adulthood, Han Ying has done countless multiple-choice questions. In order to cope with the examination papers when he was a student, he also recited "Three long and one short choose the shortest, three short and one long choose the longest, choose B for different lengths, and choose B for unevenness." Choose a formula like D".

After graduation, multiple-choice questions such as "Should I go to Xiamen or Hainan for summer travel?" , but in general, the final fall on A or B is mostly just a small branch of nothing, which will neither affect the quality of life nor change life.So his attitude has always been carefree, tossing around according to his mood, but never once, like now, his teeth are knotted and his voice is trembling for fear of saying a wrong word.

"I... I am willing! Who says I don't want to! Where do you want to do it? On the bed? In the bathroom? On the desk? On the window sill? Or right here? Tell me what position you like, I..."

He trembled to the end, finally couldn't hide the joy that was about to burst, and frantically picked at the other person's clothes, as if he was afraid that the person who made the question would suddenly announce that the answer was over and the assessment would be stopped in advance.

Before he finished speaking, Rong Chuan had already grabbed his shoulders and pushed him onto the bed in a few steps.Han Ying sank into the soft bed, before he could open his mouth to express his joy, his body was already under heavy pressure, and the aggressive kiss made him speechless again.In the silent darkness, the rain-soaked clothes were quickly pulled aside and the cold bodies rubbed against each other, gradually becoming hot.

"Why don't you come down? You haven't been fucked before, and you messed up on it from the beginning, it's easy to get hurt!"

The desire to stimulate each other continued unabated, and the faint pine fragrance on Rong Chuan's body also lost its elegant and reserved taste, and became ambiguous and seductive under the transpiration of enthusiasm.Han Ying was close to his chest, feeling his heart beating like a drum, and the trembling of his chest seemed to penetrate his skin. The intense desire could no longer be controlled. Want to change the easiest position to carry the gun into battle.

Just as his body turned over, he was pushed back with great force. Rong Chuan pressed on his chest stubbornly, without saying a word but with piercing eyes.

Han Ying was stunned for a moment, and finally realized something from the strong body language of the other party, and swallowed a little in disbelief: "Hey! What the fuck you said made me think clearly... you don't want to fuck me, do you? "

Rong Chuan still didn't answer, but quickly stopped stroking, raised his upper body slightly, with the meaning of "either you lie down or leave now".

"No... Let's make it clear. I have very good skills. It will definitely make you cry. You made a dumb flute before, and you fucked someone with an anal fissure. With your skills... Hey! You Why? Don't leave! This matter... can be discussed!"

There was a sudden light on his chest, and Rong Chuan had turned over and sat up. Han Ying couldn't care less about his morals in a hurry, so he stretched his legs and hooked the opponent's waist, and lamented as if giving up: "Okay, okay, you can do whatever you want." It's up to you, how to do it or not? You can do it if you like!"

In the chaos, Rong Chuan leaned down again, brushed his forehead hair away like a reward, and planted a kiss on his smooth forehead, with a gentle posture full of rare pampering.Han Ying's heart itched from his kiss, and he rubbed his legs tightly around his waist a few times, silently urging him to look.

Rong Chuan received the cue, raised his hand towards the bedside table, opened the drawer and fumbled for a while, his movements became a little impatient.As an old driver, Han Ying immediately realized what happened, and quickly declared: "It's fine without a condom and lubricant, and I'm not sick. I took a shower before I came out. You can lick it for me, just come in slowly!"

Rong Chuanhui froze slightly, and finally said in a hoarse voice: "Wait a minute, I'll call the front desk and ask them to deliver it."

"Send me a fart!"

Han Ying's foreplay stage counts; due to a pause, he is afraid that the delay of this long-awaited dream will change again, so he hurriedly reached out and touched his erect organ a few times cursing: "You are so fucking hard and salty. What's the phone call? I don't want to lick the big deal, I will do the expansion myself!"

He has never done this kind of thing to himself. He has served many sex friends before. Now that he recalled it a little, he immediately opened his legs, hooked his fingers and started sending them into his body.Rong Chuan knelt between his knees, listening to him gasp for breath, the movement was very difficult, he quickly pinched his wrist and put it aside, and took a low breath: "Don't move around, I'll do it."

Han Ying looked up at the ceiling, and felt that the delicate kiss went from the knee to the inside of the thigh little by little, and finally fell between the legs.The soft hair was licked one after another, stroking the skin from time to time, every time he couldn't help but tremble all over.In the haze, slender and warm fingers entered the body, repeatedly pressing back and forth.The strange foreign body sensation made him unconsciously feel the tense body, and quickly forced himself to relax.

After more than ten minutes of foreplay, the feeling of a foreign body being penetrated into the body gradually eased, but Rong Chuan's technique was jerky, but it still didn't bring about the result that after the sensitive part was pressed, the client cried out to death.Han Ying had already made up his mind. During the stalemate, he felt that the other party's organs were already hard and hot. He thought he didn't have the talent for feeling, and he couldn't do anything if he continued like this. He just held down the other party and continued to expand. Tu's hand, took the initiative to straighten his waist forward, and kept urging: "It's alright, it's alright, come in quickly!"

Rong Chuan lost his temper after being urged by his impatient face, he held his waist and rubbed it a few times, and tried to send him forward.As soon as the hot front end of the organ entered, Han Ying jumped up with a "cough", his instinctive muscles tensed, his hands and feet fluttered like drowning, and finally turned his head to one side, tightly grasping the bed sheet, gasping for breath. Look at the gas.

Rong Chuan was bent by the dumb flute before, and the first time he went to bed, it was not serious or serious, and directly caused the other party to have an anal fissure. He still has a lingering fear of the puddle of blood that he found afterwards, and now he feels that the person under him is shaking all over , breathing more and more quickly, the voice changed shape, and he didn't dare to move any more. He paused for a few seconds, and slowly looked back: "It's fine if you don't feel well. I'll take a shower, and then go to the next door to help You open a room."

Han Ying heard that he was going to retreat, and in a hurry, he couldn't even care about the pain, so he hurriedly stood up and moved forward.It's just that Rong Chuan froze there, as if he didn't want to cooperate. As a passive party lying flat, he couldn't start the car no matter how hard he wanted.

In his desperation, he could only recall how many sex friends were fucked to climax by him, with exaggerated umm, ahhh, groaning for a while as a seductive gesture.Rong Chuan was dumbfounded by his poor acting skills, and finally moved his waist lightly again, stroking his soft lips with his fingers, simulating the movement of moving in and out, constantly entwining around his tongue.

"Why are you yelling like that? Do you think you're acting as a GV?"

"Let's have some fun..."

The body was completely inserted, and the narrow parts were forcibly stretched. Han Ying was so painful that his voice was distorted. He could only struggle and explain intermittently: "Don't you like this? The dumb flute you used to do... No sound, didn't you scream all the way in the video? Since you like to hear people scream, I'll let you scream twice to make you feel better!"

Rong Chuan was silent for a while: "Compare this kind of thing, you are all boring."

"Not boring not boring!"

Han Ying raised his upper body with great effort, and hugged his shoulder tremblingly: "I am much prettier than him, and I like you more than him! Rong Chuan... I like you the most! So as long as you want, you can fuck me any way you want." Everything works!"

No one answered, only a passionate kiss came back.Rong Chuan pressed on his body, and gradually exerted strength, pushing it up and down heavily.

In the dark night, the fervent and wild movements were all hidden, except for the bangs when the bodies were mated, everything seemed so silent.Rong Chuan never said a word, only from the gradually tense muscles, the slowly exerting force of his arms, the occasional dripping sweat and the sudden rapid breathing, could he be vaguely aware that he was in waves of excitement.

Han Ying had already given up on exaggerated performances. In the severe pain, he just hummed in time with the rhythm of the impact.Slowly, the other party's silent silence made him a little panicked, and the memory hidden in his mind made him raise his arm and touch the other party's face: "Hey, let me tell you, you didn't mistake the person this time, did you?" ?”

"..."

"I mean... you fucking know who's doing it right now?"

The person who was pressing on him and was working hard paused for a moment, and finally snorted: "How can you still tell cold jokes at this time?"

"Cut..." Han Ying twisted his sore waist: "I'm not afraid that when you are having fun, you will suddenly call someone's name that I don't know, and it will be cheating."

Although this kind of disaster sounds cold, there have been precedents after all. Rong Chuan was silent for a moment, and finally lowered his head and bit his ear and stamped: "Sister, don't move around."

"Hey..." Han Ying was relieved now, and turned his head to kiss him hard on the cheek.

Scattered moans and gasps rang out again, and Rong Chuan's expression gradually became a little empty.

He remembered that when Han Ying was in the ring, in the era when the signboard of the general attack had not yet been established, because of overflowing curiosity or debt of favor, he also took over the role of enlistment several times.Probably in order to cooperate with the planned South America, in those passages that were suppressed, I deliberately faked my voice to imitate the popular panting method in the circle, and made a lot of changes, and it was finally uploaded by someone and then publicly ridiculed.

But right now, the young man lying under him can no longer care about any skills and aesthetics. His fragmented voice is full of lust, low and hoarse, echoing in the air without any concealment, like the most enthusiastic greetings to him. respond.

He also remembered that when he and Dudi were in love, he swore that he would only bend for each other.Subconsciously, he feels that South American tastes have not changed. Walking on the street and seeing fair-skinned, beautiful, and plump-chested girls, he routinely looks twice more, and GV movies that are naked and exaggerated are still forbidden.Even the dumb flute, probably because it is between a teenager and a young man, and the masculine signs are not very obvious, so he quickly cleared the obstacles, accepted it readily, and always restrained when making love, just like treating a piece of porcelain Just as cautious and compassionate.

But the young man lying under him in front of him seemed to be an aesthetic accident he was accustomed to.

Although the appearance is outrageous, but the slender and powerful limbs, the body full of strength, even the green stubble on the chin and the body hair that spreads slightly on the lower abdomen seem to be the most straightforward display of masculine characteristics. tell.This made him realize so clearly for the first time that what he was conquering was a man of the same sex who was not inferior to him in terms of strength and physique.The strong hormones in the opponent's body aroused all his desire to conquer, so that he no longer cared about being considerate and restraint, he just wanted to crash into the deepest part, forcing the opponent to cry out of control, and blend with his own flesh and blood.

When the climax was about to come, Rong Chuan finally increased his strength and rushed into the depths almost fiercely. The hot liquid shot directly into the body before the organs were pulled out. Han Ying trembled hoarsely and was unable to move anymore. He could keep his legs wide open and hummed and laughed twice: "I didn't expect that your average skill time is quite long, and the size is also good after you harden... At first I thought you didn't eat, but I didn't expect you to enter the situation. Awesome. By the way... how long do you want to rest, and do you want to do it again later?"

Rong Chuan has gradually recovered from the dizzy state during the orgasm. After getting out of bed and plugging in the card to control the electricity, he turned on the bedside lamp, looked at his panting expression, and reached out to touch his soft lower body. The voice hesitated: "Are you okay?...It feels like you haven't responded all this time...It hurts a lot?"

"Fuck! How do you react when you want to play tricks on me?"

Han Ying grinned, and did not forget to do science while he was panting: "You have been busy watching and doing things since you went to bed, and you didn't touch me twice. I was hurt too much by you, and I was not in the mood to masturbate myself. Well, it’s technical work again, you’ve only made a dumb flute before, how can you fuck me so easily? You still react...what a fart!”

He whimpered and said this, and then took another breath: "But it really hurts to be fucked! Especially when you meet someone with mediocre skills like you. Come on, come on, a few more times, experience The more you do, the better you will be.”

"Forget it hurts..." Rong Chuanzheng'er has had quite a few boyfriends and girlfriends, and it's the first time someone complained about his skills. However, the other party's state of not enjoying the whole process makes him have no right to refute. So I can only appease: "Would you like to take a bath and go to sleep?"

"Sleep ass!"

Han Ying managed to abduct the man to bed, and even if he was pressured, he was determined to pay back: "Don't tell me your fucking skills are bad, and your physical strength is scum, so you can't do it just once in more than 40 minutes? ．You can still use your mouth if you are disabled!"

"...Okay, then come again!"

Under the faint light, Han Ying felt that his body was turned over and was entered by the back again.Compared with the first violent collision, Rong Chuan deliberately slowed down, and kept kissing and watching his sweaty body repeatedly.

Slowly, his eyes began to swell a little—compared to the joy brought by the intense stimulation during sexual intercourse, the gentle intimacy now made him want to cry.