Sao Nian, you lost your integrity

"What's the matter? Did you see me?"

After I finished speaking, I suddenly remembered his phrase "nokiss", and I lowered my head as soon as I wiped my mouth, and pressed against his beautifully curved lips, which seemed thin and cold at first glance.

Soft and delicious.He actually allowed me to invade without much resistance. Could it be that he really compromised?

Compromise is of course the best.I sucked the tip of his tongue in my mouth, and then, unexpectedly, he entangled with my lips and tongue with a very good kissing technique.Maybe it was because the alcohol that had receded a lot before came back up again, I felt a little dizzy and a little dazed, and while kissing him passionately, I handed the straight little guy to his entrance.

With a knife on Sezi's head, I knew I was hopeless.

He froze, and then I tasted the blood in my mouth.

Well, I was bitten by him.The feeling of being bitten, especially at the corner of the mouth, is completely different from the feeling of being bitten by a wild cat when you were a child.

Although he couldn't see it, he could tell from the sticky and hot feeling on his mouth that he had bitten him hard.

He must have thought that I would let go if I was bitten, but I didn't expect that I would clung to him, chasing him with a mouthful of rust.He was obviously out of shape, and turned his head to avoid it, but I still didn't let him go, pressing down firmly.

What he said in a pleasant voice echoed in his mind, indifferent, contemptuous, and angry.I entangled with his lips and tongues desperately, while entering his body again and again.

This time not only entered, but also kept looking for his possible sensitive zone, rubbing and caressing, and then logically held his little brother who was upright like me, and played with the condom in the palm of his hand.

With the same body structure and several years of actual combat experience, I naturally know how to grip, what strength and frequency to make him comfortable and refreshed, so that even if he is 1 unhappy with his body, he still wants to stop.

At this time, he and I are nothing but stupid and pathetic men, swallowed and buried by the desire of the body.

The fierce confrontation before was gradually replaced by a strange atmosphere. I kissed him deeply and caressed him. The hottest part of my body entered and exited the most vulnerable part of his body. At the same time, I also brought comfort and pleasure to his most sensitive parts. .

His breathing is messed up, and I'm breathing messed up.

It was like making love.

The original venting of anger, punishment and conquest, unexpectedly turned into a decent love affair inexplicably.After a circle, it was back to the trajectory I envisioned at the beginning, and even better.

The feeling of self-existence is gradually blurred, and memory and reality are also illusory, like a movie that has been over for a long time.In the empty auditorium, there is only salty sweat, unrestrained crashing sound, higher and higher temperature and thinner air.

****

I sat naked on the edge of the bed, scratching my hair into a nest.I stayed there for about half an hour, recalling the whole mess of last night no less than ten times.

In fact, there is no difference between the tenth time and the first time. The parts that can be remembered are remembered the first time, and the things that cannot be remembered will not be remembered even after ten times.

I have no memory of how the two of us came to this hotel last night, or when I fell asleep after we were done, when he fell asleep, or even when we were done.But these are not the reasons why I can't tire of thinking about it ten times.

I looked at the bruises on his legs, the reddish-brown dry bloodstains... the expression on his face was embarrassing, full of guilt and uneasiness, and full of conscience.Even if I think about it a hundred times, I still can't understand why I was so stubborn and irritable last night.

The girl has a big aunt, and I don't have a big uncle, and I'm not a teenager anymore. Although I drank a little wine, it's not enough.Didn't you just get scolded by him?What a big deal?Well, 419 turned into sm, what kind of evil did this do, what a waste of money.

I got up, got out of bed, walked around aimlessly with my bare feet, and looked at the superb man again and realized that his posture was wrong.I walked over and pushed him, but there was no response.

Recently, my roommate was watching Conan, and I was affected to some extent. The moment he didn't respond, countless classic images of discovering the dead body flashed through my mind-passerby A walked up to passerby B who seemed to be asleep, and inadvertently put him Turning to the front, Passerby A screamed, Passerby B showed a dead face.

Reality is forever calm.I turned him over and all I saw was a sleeping face.Calm but not flat, although there is a pillow mark on the chin, although the face is a little pale, it does not affect that this is a good-looking face that people can't find fault with.

I didn't have time to admire his sleeping appearance, because I soon discovered that the reason why this guy sleeps on his stomach is probably because of this, the belt tightly tied around his wrist.

I saw the black line on my forehead, and Ma Liu untied it for him, and after it was loosened, I saw the bruises on his wrist, tsk tsk, God, forgive me, a sinner, Amitabha.

Looking down, you can still see scattered hickey marks on his chest.Well, it seems that the part I can't remember is more exciting than the one I can remember.

I covered him with a quilt indiscriminately, then went to the bathroom to shit and brush my teeth, tidied up the messy shower room, washed my face and dressed indiscriminately, and ran to the bedside to watch.Seeing that he was still asleep, I lifted the quilt again, found a towel wet with water, and wiped him clean.After tossing like this, he didn't wake up. I was a little envious of his sleep quality.

I have nothing to do at 08:30, I check my phone, it starts at nine o'clock, and I have to go back to school.

I was thinking how polite I would be when he woke up, at least treat him to breakfast or something, and it would be good to replenish your energy with fried dough sticks and tofu, but now I don’t have time, so let’s forget about it. One-night stands, who knows when it’s dawn Remember who went.

I straightened my hair in front of the mirror, pushed my glasses, and put on my dirty top. Just as I opened the door, half of my leg that I had just stepped out went back the same way.Going around the bed, I found the pen he threw to me from the ground, and glanced at the table, but there was no sticky note.He simply tore over his scrapped white shirt that was hanging on the foot of the bed, and wrote on the collar.

13654421661, Guan Guan, I'm sorry yesterday, I have a chance to treat you to dinner.

Putting the shirt and pen on the bed, I recalled the touch of the little brother of the best man. Not to mention, this kid is really not the size of a pen, and he is a mixed race.

I looked back at him before going out, this guy frowned, maybe he was having a nightmare, maybe he was chasing and killing me in his dream.Hey, but they are all big men, they don't know each other if they don't fight, don't you really hate me?Haha, maybe I can become a good friend with benefits in the future.

After comforting myself, I left the hotel in a good mood. After blinking, I involuntarily cursed, "Fuck."

What the hell kind of place is this!

Looking back at the hotel, the wooden and stone structure is very chic and eye-catching.Looking around again, they are all fucking trees, the road under their feet is narrow and curved, and there is no living person in sight.