Foundling [Reborn Future]

"...Heh, okay, listen to my family Yu Ning, dad will make [-] more."

Knowing that he was being trained, Zhao Chengjun looked at his youngest son calmly, and then continued to bear being trained silently.

Zhao Chengjun swallowed his saliva, maintained the original rhythm and continued to stand up with bent arms.As he moved, his strong and strong chest muscles rubbed against his young son's palm, as if he was rubbing his chest muscles against his young son's palm hungrily; Time and time again, he took the initiative to send it to his youngest son's palm, as if he was wantonly asking his little son to caress and play with him...

After Zhao Chengjun bent his arms and stood up forty or fifty times, Qiu Yuning grabbed a hard grain on Zhao Chengjun's chest, and at the same time let go of Zhao Chengjun's grip.Then, Qiu Yuning squeezed Zhao Chengjun's swollen hard granule with one hand and rubbed it vigorously, and raised the other hand to lightly pat the end of Zhao Chengjun's object.

"Slap!" Qiu Yuning didn't use any strength, and was very cautious, but he slapped it very cleverly and made a loud sound.

Zhao Chengjun paused for a moment, in addition to the slight pain in his chest and the thing, the extremely strong stimulation made him almost let out a low voice.

"Old Zhao, don't stop, this is the second stage, look, are you in better shape?" Qiu Yuning said, and then slapped and slapped the more ferocious thing.Qiu Yuning is now well-dressed and refreshed, pinching with his left hand and beating with the right, as if he was playing with flowers and plants in a leisurely manner.Zhao Chengjun was sweating profusely, and every time he pinched and hit him, he felt a surge of pleasure, and he was really choked up.

Zhao Chengjun didn't dare to speak anymore. He was extremely embarrassed, but he looked down at his youngest son without saying a word. Because of his guilty conscience, Zhao Chengjun didn't dare to resist "youngest son and lover" Qiu Yuning at all. thought.Zhao Chengjun continued to bend his arms and straighten himself up. When he bent his arms, Qiu Yuning hit his hard stick to the left; when he straightened up, Qiu Yuning hit his hot stick to the right.The two quickly cooperated seamlessly, as if they had a perfect understanding.Zhao Chengjun can't wait to get into the cracks in the ground!

"Papa papa"...

In the next few minutes, apart from Zhao Chengjun's suppressed heavy breathing, there was this kind of ambiguous slapping sound in the office.

Qiu Yuning was the same as last night, with an upright movement to guide the breath, without being dominated by desire at all.It's not the time yet, isn't his old Zhao not fully "status" yet?When his family's old Zhao is in shape, he will let the desire suppressed by him run fiercely and collide.

Zhao Chengjun was breathing heavily, and the double stimulation of his chest and that thing made him almost yearn for a real sex thing.

He is in shape, really in shape!Zhao Chengjun's thick eyebrows were covered with sweat, and his eyes were also full of dark desire.

But Zhao Chengjun couldn't say it directly, otherwise, wouldn't it be him, his father, who took the initiative to invite his youngest son to have sex with him?Since his youngest son is the active one, he naturally has to be more passive in order to retain a little bit of the last "calmness".Zhao Chengjun's chest muscles were slippery with sweat, and the thing was also dripping with water, but seeing his youngest son "training" him vigorously, Zhao Chengjun insisted on not saying a word.

Zhao Chengjun didn't speak, but Qiu Yuning seemed to know his psychology and said: "Old Zhao, are you feeling better?"

Zhao Chengjun held back for a moment, then said blushingly: "Well, heh, it's almost there."

Qiu Yuning knew Zhao Chengjun's body very well. He knew that Zhao Chengjun must be in a "state" now, but it was not to the point of burning.So, Qiu Yuning said: "Come down, the second stage is complete. You come down and take off your suit jacket, and untie your belt. Let's proceed to the final stage, which will definitely make you look your best in one fell swoop."

Zhao Chengjun smiled deeply, but he didn't speak. After Qiu Yuning let go of his thing, he supported it with one arm, and landed firmly and steadily.After landing, Zhao Chengjun was still in a suit and leather shoes, but his shirt was left open in a mess, revealing his two pectoral muscles soaked in sweat and two hard grains that were pinched and swollen by Qiu Yuning in turn, and the crotch of his expensive designer trousers At the same place, the thing was straight and powerful, pointing to the ceiling... Zhao Chengjun was so embarrassed but couldn't hold back his desire, standing calmly and straight in front of his youngest son.

"Yu Ning, can I let Dad wipe off his sweat first?" Zhao Chengjun asked in a low voice.

"No need. Take off your coat, untie your belt, and pull your trousers down to your knees." Qiu Yuning shook his head and said calmly.

Zhao Chengjun paused for a moment, and gave a hearty chuckle: "Yu Ning, you have made Dad feel ashamed. However, human desires are so uncontrollable..." Zhao Chengjun took off his coat and threw it on the chair while talking. His white shirt was soaked in sweat and became translucent, and it was tightly attached to the muscles of his upper body; he unbuttoned the waistband of his trousers again, and asked after a pause, "Where did it go? "

"Just above your knees, you don't need to take it off... together with your underwear... yes, that's fine."

Qiu Yuning watched Zhao Chengjun take off his pants, and then he stepped forward to touch Zhao Chengjun's firm and full buttocks, and whispered with a hint of pleasure, "Old Zhao, your buttocks are so smooth." Patted and pinched, " It's also really flexible." Before Zhao Chengjun could respond, he felt the finger between Zhao Chengjun's buttocks, and suddenly explored a small knuckle extremely accurately and cleverly.

Zhao Chengjun clamped reflexively.

"Lao Zhao relax, it's not like you haven't done it before, why are you nervous now? Be obedient, relax..." Qiu Yuning grabbed the thing in front of Zhao Chengjun with his other hand and slowly rubbed it, but he made Zhao Chengjun violated both front and back Zhao Chengjun was even more ashamed.Qiu Yuning didn't seem to notice it, and after rubbing it a few times, he let go and picked up the bottle of lubricating oil.

"Oh, Yu Ning...I'm a father after all." Only then did Zhao Chengjun swallow his saliva calmly and speak.His muscular body stood up straight, and while bearing Qiu Yuning's finger opening on his back, he said in a low voice, "I didn't know before, but now you and I have a father-son relationship, and if you do this kind of thing suddenly, I'll go to this point." It’s inevitable to feel a little awkward.”

When he was speaking, Zhao Chengjun's thick short hair and thick black sword eyebrows set off his calm face, giving him a kind of solemnity as stable as Mount Tai.Zhao Chengjun endured the discomfort and strange pleasure in the rear, and the perfectly shaped muscles on his body tensed as Qiu Yuning explored his rear.He thought to himself, is this the beginning?Doesn't it mean that there is a third stage?His youngest son couldn't bear the long process of training?

The office was quiet, except for Zhao Chengjun's deep breathing.

Seven or eight minutes later, Qiu Yuning retracted his two fingers.Zhao Chengjun clenched his fists tightly, feeling that there was no opening of his fingers behind him, and he could finally relax a bit.He turned his head and saw Qiu Yuning took out a towel to wipe his fingers, and then Qiu Yuning began to take off his pants.Zhao Chengjun swallowed his saliva, took a deep breath secretly, his mind was a little blank, and suddenly thought stupidly and dementedly that his youngest son was going to fuck him.

Qiu Yuning took off some of his pants and underwear, and then hugged Zhao Chengjun from behind.

Qiu Yuning pressed her body tightly against Zhao Chengjun's broad back, and rubbed Zhao Chengjun's buttocks behind her spread legs with her own thing.Qiu Yuning didn't go in, but just caressed the outside of Zhao Chengjun's buttocks.At the same time, Qiu Yuning put one hand into Zhao Chengjun's sweaty shirt, using the stimulating technique of psychic powers that he "studied" last night, touched Zhao Chengjun's thick and smooth chest muscles a few times, and then hit Huanglong's Pinch a hard grain of Zhao Chengjun and stimulate it with psychic powers.

Zhao Chengjun's breathing stagnated, and then he gasped quickly. The sensitive hard grain on his chest was so excited by Qiu Yuning's supernatural power that he couldn't help but want to do something similar to pander to cooperation.He hurriedly calmed down, took a deep breath, and the expression on his handsome face was barely calm, trying to maintain his last bit of calmness as a father.But Qiu Yuning's other hand grabbed the hard life root in front of him again, and it hit his worst guess, Qiu Yuning also used psychic powers to stimulate his hard object.

Zhao Chengjun's mind exploded with a bang, the double stimulation of his chest and the hard object made him almost climb to the peak of pleasure immediately.However, his youngest son has carefully "studied" his body, as if he knew exactly what the critical point of his pleasure was, and he just used psychic powers to stimulate him and hang on to his pleasure, so that He was hovering at the peak of pleasure.

Zhao Chengjun's hard object gurgled out and quickly wet Qiu Yuning's hand.His muscular body was also stimulated by Qiu Yuning to tremble, as if he was completely controlled by Qiu Yuning.He couldn't maintain his composure any longer, and his breathing became violent, as if pulling a bellows.

"Yu Ning, Yu Ning..." Zhao Chengjun's strong chest rose and fell under Qiu Yuning's palm, and he could no longer care about being calm and calm. He felt the stick of his youngest son outside the passage behind him constantly rubbing His hard object, he glanced at the swollen hard object under his lower abdomen, he wanted to stop Qiu Yuning's hand, but he still didn't dare to move it rashly!He hurriedly said in a low voice, "Yu Ning... Dad is in shape... Really, really in shape..." A sentence was broken by him.