Force unlock

Human beings will subconsciously please when they see beautiful things, so beautiful people always receive more preferential treatment from the world.

Now, lying in front of Mr. 11 is such a person who has always been treated preferentially.Every inch of his honey-toned skin exudes sexual allure, and he has the body most favored by women's pornographic photographers.She should kneel in front of him, lick and kiss his muscle lines inch by inch, and suck the nipples on his plump breasts, hoping to see his satisfied expression.

But Mr. Eleven has no interest in ingratiating.With a rough movement, he turned Tazito over and pulled his legs over like a garbage bag, dragging his lower body out of the bed and dropping his knees to the floor.Tazito knelt helplessly, but Mr. 11 grabbed his hair anyway, forcing him to look up.

“I think I got it right.” His voice is also metallic, reminiscent of cold strings. "Let you go away alive because I wanted to fuck 'you,'" he said.

Tazito could only stare forward, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.If this person hadn't been a reformer, he would have died twice in his hands.It's not that he hasn't lost before, but it's never been so thorough and miserable, just because the opponent is a high-tech product.

damn...

Mr. 11 asked the medical robot for condoms and lubricant.The little robot asks on the screen if you need lube with pain-killing effects—pain relief comes at the expense of pleasure. Mr. 11 thought about it for a second and chose pain relief.He put the cover on meticulously, lifted the hem of Tazito's pajamas, revealing those long legs, and...

Mr. 11 looked down at him, with imperceptible interest in his eyes.

If there's an audience here, they should whistle when they see asses like this.I don't know when it started, men in the upper class began to have a strong and round buttocks, thinking that wearing pants is more stylish.Tazito, who was particular about appearance, did not fall behind at all.His complexion was evenly tanned, reflecting a healthy glow, and his buttocks were as full as ripe fruit.

Mr. 11 squeezed the penis between his buttocks.The movements are calm and restrained, without passion at all, and without unnecessary touching.Take rape as a matter of course like eating.His thing is huge, the size that even a battle-tested woman would tremble with fear that it won't fit in.Not only is it huge, but it is also as cold and hard as Mr. 11 himself. From the volume to the erect posture, it is full of aggression that makes you shy away.If Tazito could have seen that size, he would have mentally abused him from hairline to heel.

Tazito felt his backside being pressed against - what was undoubtedly a man's genitalia.He still can't accept that this thing is really going to happen, he will not only resist him, but also enter him.He felt goosebumps all over his back, and a sick feeling came over him.He closed his eyes in disgust, and his body was paralyzed there, unable to even flinch.

Under the action of lubricant, the process of entry is not difficult.Because it was the first time that the violent party completely ignored the other party.As he climbed deeper and deeper, he saw a faint tension in the muscles of the immobile body. Mr. 11's eyes were indifferent, and he went from top to bottom.Tazito's hand flinched slightly as he tried to grasp something helplessly.

"You don't have to bear it." Mr. 11 pulled out a little bit, then inserted it deeply, and began to push him down. "We all know it's painful."

That thing is just too big.Tazito will get through it, but it's really too big.The feeling of powerlessness makes the process of intrusion especially resistive.He could feel the thing sliding in his gut, pushing in again and again, stretching his body apart.The man's body bumped against him, even the pet locks on his labia, stimulating there.It's hard, strong, pure aggression.

There is a saying... No matter how tough a man is, his intestines are also soft.To rape a man, as if a man's toughness is to protect his ass with all his might.In entering him, a certain victory is declared.

This is a humiliating act that has nothing to do with lust.

Tazito dissected the other party ironically, trying to distract himself in this way.But the other party's thrusting was getting harder and harder, and he endured it harder and harder, and a barely audible moan leaked out of his panting.The thing penetrated too deeply, beyond his psychological expectations, advancing in an unbearable direction.He was hit so badly.

damn...

The spine is about to be knocked apart.The violation went on and on and seemed like it would never end, wantonly ravaging his most vulnerable parts.His body was pushed forward like a rag, dragged back and fucked.He didn't even take off his clothes.

This collision lasted for a while before it stopped, but it was still stuck inside.Tazito panted slightly, looking ahead uneasily, waiting for him to come up with new tricks to torture him.

Mr. 11 grabbed one of his hands and pressed it between his own legs.Tazito felt his pet ring, and something wet and sticky.

Mr. 11 said: "You're so wet. Fuck your ass, you're just dripping water."

Tazito was stunned by the sudden humiliation, as if he had been slapped in the head.His first reaction was, how is it possible?But immediately after, his lower body was pinched by Mr. 11: "And you are hard."

Tazito said to him with a fierce look in his eyes: "Get out." But the sound of "rolling out" could not describe the momentum, but confirmed the fact that the opponent had won.

Mr. 11 tightened his grip on his penis, Tazito felt the pain, his breath trembled, and the thing inserted in his back hole squeezed another inch, squeezing his buttocks, really inserted to the deepest point.Under the front and rear pincers, Tazito had to hold his breath to stop moaning.

"Let's have some fun," said the inhuman intruder.

"Is it enough..." Tazito squeezed out a few words between his teeth.

Mr. 11 said coldly: "You can't bear it at the beginning. It's weaker than I imagined."

The pet ring worn on the labia majora suddenly began to vibrate.Tazito took a breath, and his legs trembled nervously.That part was strongly stimulated and contracted uncontrollably.

Tazito knew who was behind it, and the other party was waiting for his reaction.He forced a smile: "This is... the so-called excitement, it's more boring than I imagined..."

It was a delicate and deep vibration. There was almost no muscle shaking on the surface, but wave after wave spread from the surface of the labia along the vagina, accompanied by the stimulation of a slightly hot electric current.The vibration comes every second, and each vibration brings numbness from the outside and inside, imitating the pleasure brought by pumping and thrusting.It is a pure pleasure, which has nothing to do with will and thought, and is a pleasure that acts directly on the body.

"Really." Mr. 11 pressed his back and started to pump'thrust again.He moved hard, banging his ass hard.Tazito didn't expect him to start moving suddenly, and a hoarse moan leaked out.The pounding came like a storm, and the vibrations on his pussy lips grew stronger, as if another man was fucking his pussy violently.Tazito was under the double assault, and gradually felt the coolness on the inside of his legs.He closed his eyes in despair - the lewd water had flowed down the ass slit all over his legs, and he couldn't control it at all.

And his lower body is playing against him.A man's dick and his brain think separately.In fact, if a man has a vagina, his vagina and dick are the same, and he does not have the IQ of a brain.Tazito's two labia majora had been completely congested with blood under the stimulation of constant impact and vibration, becoming swollen and plump, assuming a gesture of warm invitation.And his vagina was fully prepared, with lewd water flowing out constantly, eager to be inserted regardless of the master's wishes.

After a hard fuck, Mr. 11 pulled himself out, and Tazito's body lost its support and slid to the ground. Mr. 11 catches him, scoops him up onto the bed, and turns him face up.He saw Tazito's confused, tense eyes—he had been trying to stay awake during the rape.

Mr. 11 tore off the condom and threw it aside, and separated Tazito's legs. His expression was the same as before the sex, and probably the same as when he was working in the office in a suit and tie.

Tazito took a look at the huge cock between his crotch - it was so fucking big and disgusting.He still had the strength to provoke, and asked: "What do you want to do now, will you continue to fuck me?"

Mr. 11 put his hand between his legs: "As you wish." Unlocked his pet lock.Tazito realized that it wasn't the back hole he wanted to do, but the place.His face changed slightly, and then became hostile. Mr. 11 intentionally and slowly lifted the metal ring, showing him the silk pulled out by the water.

"You're disgusting enough," Tazito said, "like to fuck a half-woman like me."

"No," Mr. 11 leaned slightly towards him, looking straight into his eyes, "you are a man." Holding the terribly thick dick, he pushed two moist labia's lips against it That untouched hole'mouth.

"It's interesting for you to do it like this." He pushed in, and the huge stem head got into the narrow opening of the hole, Tazito's face became ugly.It's really too big for a raw pussy.Just entering the head, there is a feeling of soreness bursting.

But the inside of him was wet in a mess, and the flesh wall was expecting the invasion, accepting the intruder to the maximum extent. Mr. 11 pushed in again, and his thick, hard penis slid in half.

"God..." Tazito finally couldn't pretend to be calm, "Get out... don't come in..."

That was clearly a useless resistance that aroused animal lust. Mr. 11 pondered: "Go out..." Suddenly he stood up and pushed everything in.Tazito groaned in pain and shrank his weak fingers.He tried his best to raise his hand, trying to push back, but he couldn't even touch Mr. 11's body.

"Get out..." His voice was full of anger.

"I've said it a long time ago, as tight as a virgin." A rare joke appeared on Mr. 11's face.He began to push it up slowly, but his movements were not gentle at all. Every time he pulled out a little, he inserted it mercilessly to the end.The huge cock squeezed between his legs, constantly coming in and out, messing with the soft and wet passage.And Tazito's crotch seemed to have a greedy mouth doing blowjob for Mr. 11, contentedly swallowing to the root, sucking him, keeping him, trying to get more.With his thrusting, more and more kinky water seeped out, nourishing the sex.A small amount of blood mixed with lewd water was brought out by the stirring action, and flowed down the buttocks onto Tazito's pajamas.

"Did you hear that?" Mr. Eleven asked him.Tazito stared at him disapprovingly, but the next moment he closed his eyes uncomfortably because of the hard pushing.The meat'stick stirred the wet vagina, making obscene wet sounds continuously, combined with the muffled sound of hitting the body, proving to him that his vagina was welcoming the invasion of men.

Getting in and out became smoother, and the pumping and insertion became faster.Tazito's breathing became short of breath.The feeling was too strong, it was a pleasure that flooded his whole body and could cover up his rationality, it was stronger than any time he hugged a woman before.The shame of being overwhelmed and the pleasure of being base dragged Tazito's consciousness at the same time, urging him to give the right to think to his lower body.And he gritted his teeth and refused to back down.

His pajamas were only held together by a tie, the entire left side of his body was exposed to the air, and his right chest was also exposed.His body was shaking non-stop, his chest heaved violently, and there was an almost inaudible moan in his throat.

The concept of time has become more and more blurred, and the sense of the body gradually controls everything.The pleasure of obscenity gives people the illusion that they have been making love all their lives and will continue to do it all their lives.The tense strings in Tazito's mind became thinner and thinner, and he didn't know when it disappeared.His body jerked suddenly, and the mouth of the acupuncture point shrank involuntarily.It was a fleeting reaction, and Tazito himself didn't realize what was going on, and soon there were more.The vagina was tightened desperately, trying her best to feel the intruder's thrusting.

"Hmm..." Moaning leaked out uncontrollably, he felt hot fluid gushing out of his lower body, and for a moment he thought he was incontinent.But he couldn't stop it at all, as Mr. 11 accelerated his penetration, more hot fluid gushed out like a spray, soaking his pajamas, seeping into the bed, and flowing everywhere.

"Haha..." His whole body went numb, his mind stopped thinking, and he just wanted more.This hateful man did not let him down.He suddenly fucked him with all his strength, the body collided violently, the thick penis continued to be driven into his vagina, and the kinky water was foamed and splashed everywhere.In just a few seconds, the thrust made his body hot.

"Ah!" He cried out in pain with a hoarse voice, a large stream of hot fluid gushed out from the joint, and at the same time a stream of white hot shot out, and with the unfinished throbbing, bit by bit The floor drain is over.

Tazito's breathing was terrible, and his whole body was trembling.He was slumped in his pajamas, his eyes out of focus.There is some physiological redness in the eye circles.It took him a while to suppress the terrifying urge, and his IQ slowly flooded back to his head from his lower body.He turned his eyes and saw Mr. 11's face clearly.

Mr. 11 has ejaculated inside him.

Tazito looked at him, and there was another wave of heat welling up in his chest—an uncontrollable killing intent.

Mr. 11 pulled out from his body, and pulled out a silver thread between the head of the stem and the mouth of the hole.The mouth of the love who was abused just now is still open, sticky and wet, and there is still a small passage from the mouth to the vagina, which has not recovered in time.He re-threaded the cold pet lock between Tazito's legs.Then I got out of bed and cleaned the part that was stained with lewd water.He quickly reverted to the look of a successful politician, with clean sleeves and a stiff neckline, as if every breath he breathed came from the elite.After packing up, he just threw Tazito on the bed and left without even looking at him.

Tazito glared gloomily at the air as he heard the door close.

Dry……

He cursed in his heart.After the passion passed, the pain returned.There was a burning sensation in my vagina, like being fucked by a rhino horn.And he can't move yet, it's still a while before the effect of the medicine wears off.

If that reformer roughed up any girl's first night like this, he'd never have a girlfriend.Tazito could swear by it.

Beep.

The voice of the small medical robot came from the side of his head.A robotic arm stretched out in front of Tazito, and the screen read: "Connective tissue bleeding detected, drug treatment recommended."

Tazito: "Give me a cigarette."

The robot chirped in protest.

"Go away, trash can," Tazito said impatiently.

He was really bored.