Little Master and Little Idol

After listening to his words, the little idol didn't move for half a minute. The young master lay on the bed looking at him, his face flushed and his breathing short of breath.

"Hey, help me unbutton it." The little idol suddenly bent down and licked the young master's earlobe, and whispered in his ear.

The young master was glowing with enthusiasm, he held back the urge to flee from his shame and tremblingly raised his hand to undo the fourth button of the little idol, the fifth...the last one.

The little idol held the collar of the shirt with his arms spread out, took off the clothes and threw them aside. The slightly raised and smooth muscles on his arms, as well as the clearly visible abdominal muscles seemed to be covered with a layer of honey under the light.

He grabbed the young master's hand and put it on his abdominal muscles, and asked him with a smile: "Don't you want to touch it, Xiao Lin?"

The young master's toes were curled up because of shyness, he felt like he didn't know his idol anymore, why did he seem to be a different person when he got on the bed, became... bold and erotic.

But the young master still likes it very much.

No matter what kind of Nannan he likes.

He obediently let the little idol grab his hand and touch his abdominal muscles. The touch from his palm told him that it was a powerful and young male body.

Seeing his obedient appearance, the little idol was going crazy, wishing he could swallow him in one gulp.

He grabbed the little guy's hand and moved it to the belt of his pants, "Untie it."

The young master was stunned for two seconds, pursed his lips and looked at him, his eyes showed a bit of grievance, but he still obediently untied the belt.

The little idol slowly pulled out the belt and pulled the zipper to reveal a bulging mass.

The young master turned his face away with his ears red, his chin was pinched by the little idol, and he turned back with a smile in his eyes, "Doesn't the baby want to look at me?"

The young master was taken aback by that baby call.

His tone was coaxing, and taking advantage of the moment when the young master was distracted, he grabbed his hand and pressed it to his own heat, "touch it for me, huh?"

"Look, it likes you very much."

"You..." The rest of the words were swallowed before they could be said, and the little idol kissed him eagerly. The young master raised his neck to accept his kiss while soothing his desire.

The little idol licked his collarbone and the side of his neck, and unbuttoned his clothes to expose his fair body to the light.

"Nannan..." The untrained young master was a little at a loss, and subconsciously hugged his neck tightly.

"Don't be afraid, baby." He gently kissed his forehead, bent down and kissed every inch of the young master's body, from the red spot on his chest to his lower abdomen.

When the two of them threw off the shackles of their coats and met naked, the little idol stopped.

He separated the five fingers of the young master, and held his ten fingers with an irresistible force, "I won't stop once I start this time."

"It hurts to say it, but I won't let you go." He kissed his cheek and started to move slowly.

.......

A night like a dream.