Kill the Tyrant [Interstellar]

Unable to make him have the instinct to submit, at this time, the two can only rely on strength wrestling to try to suppress each other.

No matter how tough Wu Xin is in front of others, Mayer is someone he can't hurt no matter what. He is timid, and he is afraid that others will hear the two of them tearing up. Within half a minute, Mayer has rolled to the ground in his arms. The two were covered in grass clippings.

Meyer has already pushed Wu Xin's lips away and stuck into his mouth, eagerly sweeping Wu Xin's soft inner wall, sucking Wu Xin's lips and tongue with noise, as if tasting the supreme delicacy in the world.

Wu Xin groaned and couldn't say a word, and bit the tip of Mayer's tongue in a desperate bite. Mayer sucked hard before withdrawing abruptly. Before Wu Xin could speak, Mayer whispered: "Shh... ...Shut up, someone!"

Wu Xin was going crazy with fright. The two of them would be ashamed if they were seen in this state. They huddled in Meyer's arms and trembled, "What...what should I do?"

The corner of Meyer's mouth was raised, showing a successful smirk, and said solemnly: "It's okay, don't move, don't make a sound."

As expected, Wu Xin was so stiff that he didn't dare to make any further movements, his eyes widened, and he listened carefully to the voices in the corridor.