Love Late

When I got back to the General Staff, I found out that these guys were herding sheep while I was away, and they were not working and playing secretly there.When they saw me coming back, they were as frightened as a mouse seeing a cat, and all looked at the herbivores for help.Probably because I usually trust herbivores too much. Usually when he gives me a document, I will directly ask him where to sign it, and then sign my name without looking at it, and then throw it back to the herbivores.Hein often said that someday a herbivore would give me an IOU, and I would probably sign it right.This group of small staff members probably think that I am unusual for herbivores, and they always turn to him for help when encountering such things, but they don't know that he is still in danger of protecting himself.Today I must settle Halder's account with him.But looking at the pitiful appearance of a group of staff officers, I didn't bother to argue with them, so I waved my hand and asked them what they were playing.

"truth or Dare."

I was a little interested when I heard it: "Very good, you guys play, I'll watch."

"Look, how do you play?" Those guys hesitated to go to see the herbivores again, so the fool began to plead for them again, "Why don't you play together, it's more fun when there are more people."

"Play together, let's play together." I nodded noncommittally, and was depressed to find that all the staff members cast admiring glances at the herbivores.

I watched the group of boring little staff members play a few laps and asked a lot of unnutritious questions, such as "what do you do when you see your favorite person sleeping in front of you", "how far do you go with your girlfriend?" One step away", "The most embarrassing thing about me", "The age of my first kiss" and so on, I really can't get enough of them.So I took the shot directly and lowered the morality of the problem a few levels:

"Which guy here do you like best?"

"What color are your underwear today?"

"Which part of the body is the most sensitive? Don't be shy and tell me!"

"If one day we quarrel, what will you do? Don't say that you are going to commit suicide!"

As for the poor guy who chose the big adventure, he was tossed to death by me:

"Choose someone from here to carry him around the field, not Paulus!"

"Do your sexiest move for 1 minute."

"Squat on a chair and act like you're constipated."

"Measure the hips of the man next to you with your arm. You, stay away from Paulus."

Seeing a group of people tortured by me to the point of crying, I felt relieved, but the herbivores kept pulling at the corner of my clothes: "Don't go too far, you see everyone has been messed with by you."

"Say one more word and see how I deal with you when it's your turn." I rolled my eyes, and the herbivore immediately shut up, muttering secretly:

"Then I will choose the truth."

But my mouth is crow, the next person to be drawn is actually a herbivore, and he really chose the truth, but the question he was asked really made people vomit three liters of blood:

"Mr. Chief of Staff, tell me what is your biggest dissatisfaction with Your Excellency Commander?"

Immediately, I stared at the herbivore in a gloomy manner, and secretly decided that if he really dared to say something, he would consider killing people and destroying his body.But the herbivore just laughed, which made it difficult for me to make a murderous eye knife, so I could only pay close attention to his every move.After laughing for a while, the herbivore opened his mouth softly: "The most dissatisfied part is probably that General Reichenau won't let me interfere in his personal life."

Now everyone present was coaxed into laughter, and all of them were rocking forward and back together.I stared at the herbivore twitchingly at the corner of my mouth, completely speechless. I guess my group of people have never seen such a "virtuous" chief of staff in their life. Really... I can't think of anything else except for the adjective "virtuous". Let me describe him. I heard that Manstein was the chief of staff for Rundstedt, and he stopped by the Rhine to pick up the officer who came back from his walk. Rundstedt described him as "caring". I know that guy will feel ashamed in front of herbivores.

In short, everyone played for a while noisily, consumed a lot of beer, and then went back to sleep happily.I looked lazily at the herbivore and brought me a drink as usual, this time not coffee but tea.Seeing me looking at him, he explained softly: "You just had a drink, tea can relieve the hangover."

I took the tea, the tea was very strong, I didn't drink much wine, and I sobered up a lot after taking a sip.The herbivore was also given some wine just now, with a blush on its face, looking very attractive under the light.I lazily tickled my fingers at him, and he walked over without knowing why, I yawned and stared at him until his face turned red again, and then I lazily opened my mouth: "Aren't you Are you dissatisfied because you can't meddle in my private life? Now I'll give you a chance to make a bed for me."

The herbivore laughed. His smile was beautiful, gentle, and very amiable: "You really drank too much today, I just said it casually."

"Then do you shop or not?" I started to play a rogue, but he looked at me with a smile, as if I was a child:

"Okay, then wait a moment."

I sat on the side and watched him busily help me change the sheets, put on new ones, pat the pillows, and shake out the quilt.My eyes slipped from his slender neck to his belted waist, and I was surprised to find that his waist was slender and tight. Looking down, the delicate calves wrapped in boots looked particularly attractive.My heart couldn't help but agitated, as if something was about to break out of the ground, and the feeling of dry mouth was so strong that I couldn't suppress it even after drinking several sips of tea.It seems that only herbivores can calm such restlessness.So I stood up and hugged him from behind.

The herbivore seemed to be frightened, and remained rigidly in the posture of making the sheets, motionless. I just could do whatever I wanted. I put my arms around his slender waist, fumbled for the buckle of his belt with satisfaction, and then pushed him down on the floor bed.He was struggling in horror, I clasped his hands on top of his head impatiently, pulled off the belt that was in the way, reached into the hem of his clothes, and stroked his smooth skin.

Cleanliness is also good, that is, the smell of herbivores is extremely refreshing, there is no sweat smell at all, and it smells delicious.It's not like me, who often get into the bed after playing ball and running, sweating all over, and the socks can kill half the cockroaches in the room.Probably also felt that I smell bad, the herbivore struggled and twisted, and looked at me with a frown: "Let me go, take a shower and sleep, you really drank too much."

I buried my face into his neck, sniffed it intently, and then gnawed down on his slender neck: "What kind of bath? A mandarin duck bath?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Let me go!" His legs wrapped in leather boots kicked me, not very hard, more like flirting.I ignored him, he didn't hurt me anyway, but it was annoying, so I squeezed between his legs so he couldn't touch me.

"Honestly, be good, or it will hurt." I casually pulled my belt, and he probably realized that I was not joking, and the strength of the struggle suddenly increased a lot, but it was more like The small tricks of refusal and welcome can be easily suppressed.

"Don't..." Feeling the clothes being torn apart, the herbivore was really frightened, and its voice seemed to tremble.I tore off his clothes indifferently, revealing the thin white body wrapped inside.He doesn't like sports, so his body is very white, like a girl, which contrasts sharply with my dark hands.I stroked his waistline with my hand, slid from his waist to his chest, then pinched the protrusion on the right side of his chest and pulled it hard.

He gasped in pain and tried to shake me off, but it only made him hurt more.I leaned over and licked it, turning it into a water-stained speck, and then rubbed the tender nipple again until it became red and swollen.The eyes of herbivores seem to be filled with water, and they look pitiful.He begged me to let him go, blaming alcohol for my actions.But I know it myself, I'm sober, I need to vent, I want him, right now!So I ignored his pleas and bit his other bump.

The herbivore's moans are sweet and lovely, falling on my ears like the strongest aphrodisiac.I pulled off his belt excitedly, he frantically tried to grab the trousers that had been pulled down, but he was no match for my proficiency in this. She caressed his faintly stiff lower body.

"Please...don't..." He twisted his body nervously, his fair skin rubbed against my chest, I liked this feeling so much, I couldn't help but bend down to leave spots of purple on his chest.Then I took hold of him, scratched at the tips of my nails, and rubbed with my thumbs.He was gasping for breath and kept begging me to let him go, but of course I wouldn't agree, instead I sped up my movements.And he also gradually overflowed with crystal clear body fluids, which wet the white underwear, which made me extremely satisfied.So I tore off his underwear, he screamed, I threw the underwear aside indifferently, and poked my fingers at the small hole.

The herbivore's eye circles were red, and it looked like it was about to cry.But I can't control him, my lower body is swollen and painful, and I desperately need relief.I stretched out my index finger to poke his opening and closing acupuncture point, admiring his nervousness for a few seconds.Then he took out a tube of lubricant, squeezed out a lot and put it on his fingers, and easily penetrated into his body.He struggled uncomfortably, his waist shaking, trying to get away from my fingers.How can I let him succeed?Instead, I turned my fingers and pressed against his intestinal wall. The warmth made me feel like my fingers were going to melt.I bent my knuckles, rubbed and twitched, and then inserted the second finger. His breathing suddenly became heavy, and a nice moan escaped from his lips, which made me want to stop.I was too lazy to look for his most sensitive point, so I directly opened my pants and entered with force.

"Ah!" The herbivore let out an uncontrollable scream, which seemed to be in great pain.There was a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and a tear finally fell from his eye socket, looking terribly pitiful.I'm not interested in pitying him, I only care about venting my own desires.Slowly back out of his body, leaving the front end inside, and then plunged in again, hitting the softest and most delicate inside of him.The moaning of the herbivore became hoarse, panting softly, biting its lips in pain.I ignored him, just raised his hips and went in hard from top to bottom, his body arched violently with this small change of position the next time I entered, I noticed his toes Curled into a ball, trembling uncontrollably.

After doing this for a while, I started to feel a little bored, so I pulled the herbivore over, flipped him 180 degrees, and put him on his knees on the bed, and he kept shaking his head, quite repulsed by the position, but I loved it, This kind of entry is deeper and more refreshing.I pulled his feet apart and entered him again, watching his body sway because of my thrusting, I felt so good.It would be even better if he catered to me a little more, but it doesn't matter, take it easy and he will learn.I kept going in and out of his body, squeezing out the excess lube, making a puffing sound with the impact, making the atmosphere lustful.The herbivore, biting the corner of the pillow and refusing to moan, took a lot of the fun out of it.But now what I need most is to vent, so I am too lazy to argue too much with him, and only care about my own desires.

I asked for the herbivore many times, and he let his eyelashes hang wearily, at my mercy.I don't know at which time, he fell asleep, and I vented the last bit of desire on him, and then hugged him in satisfaction, yawned, and fell asleep contentedly.I slept so refreshed that night that I slept until morning without even having a dream.

Early the next morning, I vaguely heard the sound of Xixi Suosuo, which made me, who was always alert, suddenly opened my eyes.It turned out to be a herbivore. He half leaned against the head of the bed, groping for the shirt I threw aside last night.I yawned, wrapped my arms around his waist, and pulled him lightly, and he was pulled into my arms all at once, hitting my chest, causing dull pain.I stretched out my left hand and lazily pulled the herbivore's hair, stroking the end of the hair to my cheek.He tried to push me away, but I hugged me so tightly that his resistance was nothing more than some sensual friction and writhing.

"Let me go!" I noticed that the herbivore's eyes were swollen, which was very funny, didn't he cry once at his age?

"Why are your eyes swollen? Are you still crying?"

"No...no, let me go!" He turned his head hastily and rubbed his eyes. No matter how he looked at it, there was no silver 300 taels here.I thought about it, and thought it would be better to comfort him, no matter what, he is my chief of staff and a major general, so I won't take advantage of this matter if it breaks out.What's more, my relationship with the head of state is not very good now. Many people are waiting to see my jokes. If the herbivores really publicize this matter and play with me, even I will not be able to eat it. go around.Moreover, I squinted my eyes and thought, I still want to compete for the position of the commander-in-chief of the army. The selection of candidates is only a matter of these two months, so there must be no mistakes at this time.So I sweetly hugged the herbivore, gently pulled the shirt that was thrown aside, and wiped his eyes:

"Are you angry with me? Come on, Friedrich, my heart hurts seeing you like this. By the way, I will call you Friedrich from now on, okay?"

"Ah? Good." The herbivore had probably never seen me so gentle before, and looked at me with a completely frightened expression, staring blankly at me.The red and wet eyes look special.I circled him towards his chest, stroked his cheek with my fingers, and continued to tease him:

"That's good, I'm afraid you're angry with me. Last night I...ahem, I drank too much, so...I wasn't rough, right? Are you hurt? Let me see."

My hand slid down his back, touching his secret place.He wanted to escape in a panic, but he was firmly suppressed by me. I observed it carefully. The dry white turbidity still remained on the inner thigh, and a certain hidden part was very red and swollen, but there was no bleeding. See Come on, I sort of grasped some measure last night.The herbivore's face was blushing, and he kept pushing my hand, lowering his eyes in embarrassment:

"You... don't look, there... there... don't look!"

"It's so beautiful there, what can't you see?" I put on a rogue tone, not only looked at it once, but also rubbed it a lot.Speaking of which, it's morning, and the desire I just raised my head has not been resolved yet.So I pulled the herbivore over and slowly sucked his earlobe. He shivered into a ball, and his reaction was extremely green.Satisfied, I hugged his waist tightly and rubbed my stiff lower body against him. Faced with such hints, he was extremely embarrassed:

"You... can't, I have... already violated the doctrine, I can't..."

"Doctrine?" I frowned and thought about it for a long time before I remembered that this herbivore seemed to be a Catholic, or rather devout.

"Yes, the Catholic Church does not allow this kind of behavior. I have made a huge mistake. How can I go further on the wrong path?" I couldn't help biting his earlobe, he arched his waist all of a sudden, I drew circles on his belly with my fingers in satisfaction, and looked at him lazily:

"What's the matter? I really don't understand you believers, why do you reject such a happy thing? Do you think this is degeneration? Could it be that I am a degenerate person?"

"You're not, it's me... I'm the one who fell." The herbivore covered its face, shrugged its shoulders, and could see that it was struggling hard inside.I simply didn't give him a chance to get entangled, and easily entered his body again with the wetness of last night, dragging him into the depraved joy.He put his arms around my neck and let me helplessly let me in and out of him, weeping softly and moaning sweetly.His wet lips opened and closed, making one want to kiss them.But I clearly knew that I wouldn't kiss him, it was just to vent my desire on him, so I avoided his lips and just bit his neck.