Into another world with the game

After receiving Lance's answer, Moro was overjoyed, and was about to sharpen his knife to attack Flesh, but when the other party pushed hard, his body fell back on the bed uncontrollably, four rays of light quickly wrapped around his limbs, Then with a pull, he turned into a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Hey hey...beauty, just follow me." Lance walked over with a sly smile, sat on Moro's belly, and touched his face.

Mo Luo smiled instead of being startled, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "What? Do you want to try it on it?" After finishing speaking, he stretched his body and said lazily, "Come on."

The extremely handsome man made such a seductive move, it was a must-kill stunt, and hooked all the three souls and seven souls of Lance: "I didn't expect the beauty to be so delicious, so I will not be polite."

He took out a strip of black cloth that had been hidden long ago, and wrapped it around Moro's eyes, blocking all the other's sight.Then he lowered his head and took his earballs in one mouthful. The sudden stimulation made him groan, his body tensed up, but Lance didn't think it was enough, teasing the beads in his mouth, or sucking or Just nibble or lick it until it turns red and moist.

Letting go of the earballs, Lance branded light kisses on Moro's face one by one. Moro's heart was numb with the movements like feather caressing. Finally, he couldn't help but tilt his head and caught Lance's naughty lips. The lips plundered fiercely.

Moro's kissing skills are much better than that of half-baked Lance. At least he learned to breathe through his nose instead of snatching air from the other person's mouth when he practiced for the first time. So Lance completely forgot his original intention and immersed himself in this In the hot kiss, I can't extricate myself.

In the entire palace, only the small sound of water and Lance's breathing from time to time could be heard, which was extremely ambiguous.

When this protracted kiss finally ended, Lance's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were blurred, and he lay softly on Moro's body, panting. Compared with someone who was still calm and composed, he was simply weak... =V=

Of course, it can also be understood as a matter of physique given to Xiaoshou by the author.

By your sister!Lance, who came back to his senses, had a distorted face. He stretched out his hand and pinched Moro fiercely, making Moro groan again, only to see the trembling standing up and getting thicker and longer. , I know that Moro is actually very cool.

Who made Moro a master of both magic and martial arts, and Lance a weak magician?His little strength could only scratch the itch.

"Continue? If not, I'm coming." Moro snorted twice, and lifted his hips up, letting Lance feel his erect lower body.

Lance gritted his teeth: "Yes."

No longer touching Moro's mouth, Lance continued to start his big business of growing strawberries, sucking the soft meat of his chin fiercely, making people think he was hungry and wanted to swallow that piece of meat .

His mouth was busy and his hands were not idle. Lance pulled off Moro's royal robe, revealing his strong chest. His skin was the most beautiful honey color. It also looks extra masculine, compared to Lance's body like a chicken... This is a man!Cover your face...

Lance's expression was obviously full of jealousy and hatred. Of course, he was also proud of his man's good figure. He licked him from top to bottom, even his belly button. Get down the other person's pants.Then, a thick meat stick jumped out and almost hit him in the face. The thick musky scent lingered in his nostrils, making Lance blush and heartbeat...

Thinking of today's plan, Lance closed his eyes and sucked down on the crimson stick, in exchange for Moro's surprised gasp.

"Don't move! Don't touch me after you move!" Lance quickly suppressed Moro's movement to break free.

Seeing that Moro calmed down obediently, he continued his previous actions, took the meat stick into his mouth again, and licked the mushroom head with his tongue.

Salty, with a bit of flavor, but not overpowering.

If someone told him before that one day he would willingly give oral sex to a man, he would definitely beat him to the point where he couldn't take care of himself, but the definition of fate is unexpected, as a straight man, he would fall in love with a man , and married herself, and even performed oral sex for the other party.

More than once, Moro had done this for him, and this was the first time he had Moro's baby in his mouth.

The crimson meat stick exudes high heat in the mouth, and it can't stop beating when it is stimulated, and you can even feel the pulse beating on it...

That's so slutty, Lance thought, blushing.

Because it was the first time, Lance's skills were not very good, and he would hit the fragile meat stick with his tongue from time to time. In the end, under the guidance of Mo Luo, he finally mastered a little bit of skills.

However, Moro's strength is also accompanied by a certain aspect of power. Lance felt that his mouth was almost not his own, so the baby in his mouth bounced and shot out, contributing a thick essence.

Swallowing the essence, Lance couldn't help the black line. He really never thought of doing this kind of passionate scene that can only be seen in island love action movies, it's just...by the way.

Next...

Lance took out the lubricant sold exclusively in the mall from the inventory, and after stretching his back, he sat down while supporting Moro's dick.In an instant, the sense of fullness of the back acupoint being stretched and occupied filled his whole mind, his stomach was bulging, as if he had eaten enough.

"Hmm... so big..." Lance groaned, every time the meat stick entered him, it would make him feel horrified - such an inhuman size, entering that small place, no matter how hard he thought will break.However, although every time it would be stretched to the extreme, there was never a single injury. It can only be said that these two guys are really a match made in heaven, and even the junction is exactly the same...

Sit on it and rest for a while. After getting used to it, Lance twisted his waist and moved up and down.The back hole is hooped up and down with the meat stick. This kind of movement does not feel too big for the attacker, but the stimulus for the recipient is the greatest. Every time it falls, the mushroom head can accurately hit the small protruding point , Pleasure ran through his body like an electric current, and Lance felt that he could hardly bear this kind of stimulation.

Lance closed his eyes intoxicated, and rested his hands on Moro's abdomen. The silver-gray wedding dress that slipped from the crook of his hands made his skin more rosy. The toothpick (Lance: Toothpick, your sister!), just because it is comfortable, keeps spitting out water droplets, and swings up and down with his movements.

After moving like this for a while, Lance felt a little tired. His movements were only a little slower, and he felt his thighs being held by two big hands. When he opened his eyes, it turned out that Moro had broken free from the restraints at some point. The red light of desire contained in the two eyes, staring at him firmly.

"Since the uncle is tired, let me serve you."

Moro's voice was already hoarse, and as soon as he finished speaking, there was a jerk from below, the meat stick pierced to a depth that had never been reached, and the bump was ground heavily, Lance twitched all over: "No... ...too much force...lighten...'

It's a pity that his begging for mercy didn't get any response, and Moro still attacked fiercely, sending Lance to the blissful paradise one after another.Lance couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't even straighten his waist, so he could only lay down in Moro's arms, and was kissed fiercely by the other party. His two thighs were also parted by the big hand, exposing the penetrated back hole, so that the meat stick could penetrate deeper The place.

After a few hundred strokes, Moro turned over, pressed Lance under him, wrapped his legs around his waist, pressed Lance's hand to the side of his head with both hands, intertwined his fingers, and swung the tiger again. waist.

It's just that this time the movement was much gentler, and he slowed down, staring intently at Lance's flushed cheeks, with tears in his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were raised due to excessive pleasure, changing from a warm and moist teenager to a A seductive goblin, that is the beauty that only he can see...

"Lance, my queen..."

Moro was almost obsessed. He integrated his soul into Lance's soul. This time, he could not only experience the joy of the body, but also the joy of the soul, a real blend of milk and milk.That is the feeling that only his partner can bring him. Even if he is a king, he will not have a three thousand harem, because the reason for his existence is to wait for Lance's arrival.

"Lance, call me by my name."

"Moro..."

"Call again."

"Moro..."

Seeing his lover's ruddy lips uttering his name, Mo Luo felt even more agitated in his heart, so he accelerated his speed again, entered the deepest part of Lance's body fiercely, and then withdrew fiercely, repeating the cycle.

"Wow, I'm about... I'm dying... Slow down..." Lance begged for mercy. Moro's physical strength is always better than him when it comes to doing things like this, and every time he cries for his father and mother If he faints, the other party will let him go.

But he is also a man, and he also has a need for sex. Even if he has to stay in bed for a day every time, when Mo Luo asks for sex, he will still half push and half agree.

However, today is too much, right?At this speed, he even wondered if he would have prolapsed anus...

As if he knew what Lance was thinking, Moro chuckled, grabbed his hand and touched it underneath. Where the two of them joined, the back hole that was pushed in and out exuded high heat, and it was wet and wet. There will be the sound of "pumping, puffing" water, and Moro's non-stop plowing meat stick... Lance wants to hold back, but Moro won't let him back down.

Shy Lance, the bottom is tighter.

An hour later, Moro finally shot out his own essence and completed this round of conquest. Lance was so soft that he couldn't lift a trace of strength, especially the waist and lower parts, which were completely numb.

Sighing that he could finally survive and rest, Lance was turned over by Moro, and a meat stick of no small size was squeezed in again...

"Enough! I'm going to rest!!"

"One more time." Moro kissed Lance's shoulder and twitched again.

"You say that every time!!!!!!!!!!"

Lance's frantic voice still lingered in the palace, followed by bursts of ambiguous moans and panting.

The spirit of spring is blooming again...