【狂连】Taiyin

Just as he was about to act, Huang suddenly reached out to stop him.

"Let's have a drink first." As he said, he straightened up and poured two glasses of Heshen wine, one for himself and one for Yimulian.Yimulian sat stiffly, his back straightened like a poplar tree, with no sign of shame or embarrassment on his face, he just reached out to take the cup.

After drinking a cup, Huang casually placed the finely crafted dragon-patterned marigold on the table, and walked towards him firmly and without hesitation.

Perhaps it was because he was used to giving orders, but even though he was a young man who was several rounds younger than him, he was extremely oppressive. This kind of aura didn't seem to decrease much even on the tender wedding night.Yimu Lianyi drank the sweets and sweets in the cup in one gulp, as if half-forced, he raised his head to look at Huang.He tried his best to make his voice sound calm: "...put out the candles."

All three red candles were blown out, leaving only the shadowy lights outside the door, which gently poured down with the moonlight in their mouths.An extra person squeezed in on the bed. It was originally a very spacious bed, but now it feels too narrow.Yimulian leaned in slightly, but was held by his arm.In the dark, those hands rustled and gently unbuttoned the complicated lining, slowly but without the slightest resistance.

When he covered it, Yimulian took a breath of cool air.Huang leaned close to his ear, and there was damp heat in his whisper: "Are you nervous?"

Yimulian didn't respond.At this time, he was suddenly hugged by him, and his hands slid in along the placket that had been parted a long time ago, skin to skin, flesh to flesh, touching the greasy skin.Yimulian felt goosebumps all over his body suddenly, and his whole body trembled unconsciously.The fingertips of those hands were slender, and the tiger's mouth was covered with a thin layer of calluses due to long-term riding and shooting, and the feeling of walking on the smooth skin was particularly obvious.

"Here you are," Huang gently kneaded the two small balls on his chest, "it's all straightened up." Then his hand continued to swim under his body, not allowing the other party to cry out, he stretched out his hand to grab it. Live on that stalk.

Although that place is not too big, it is not too small, but it has never been used, and it is very green.After several manipulations, the comfort had reached its peak, and Yimulian's breathing became more and more rapid. When he realized that he was panting heavily, he bit his lips tightly, suppressing the panting sound forcefully, and replaced it with a nasal sound.As everyone knows, this is even more captivating.

Although the people of the Taiyin clan are called Taiyin, there are very few people in the clan who really have the blood of Taiyin.According to legend among officials and wild people, Taiyin followed the blood of the real dragon of the ancestors. Because the dragon's nature is obscene, Taiyin is also keen on sex in bed.Huang didn't know whether this statement was correct before, but now after some operations, he also believes that it is almost the same.Yimulian was so teased by him that he ejaculated, lying on the bed panting slightly.Stretching out his hand to touch the back of his head, the opening of the acupuncture point has already been soaked, soaking Huang's hand drippingly.

Huang frowned slightly, as if scolding disobedient kittens and puppies: "Why are you so wet? The mattress is almost stained by you." Even though Yi Yi Lian Kong has grown up by dozens of years, he has never In such an embarrassing situation.His body was too honest, honest to the point of embarrassment, the honey hole inside was already hungry and thirsty after several stimulations, just waiting for some rough stuff to fill it.But the strong sense of shame prevented him from doing other actions. After hearing Huang's reprimand, no matter how calm a person was, he couldn't help but blush.

The penis under Huang's crotch had already endured almost, the thick and hot one clamped around Yimulian's lower back, and rubbed the thing towards the center of the buttocks.A little secretion from the genitals rubbed between the buttocks.Yimulian finally spoke, but the tone of the voice changed: "Your Majesty, use your hands..."

Although both of them are newcomers, at least they have gone through some basic training before marriage.Huang Wenyan just remembered the steps of the first night mentioned in the original book. You have to dip your finger in ointment and expand the posterior acupoint before you can enter the real thing.But that is only aimed at ordinary people, and their physique is not as sensitive and emotional as the Taiyin below, so they deliberately asked: "But you are already so wet, maybe you can come in directly without expanding?"

Yimulian was silent for a while.

Ruo dawdled for a while, something poked in from the back acupuncture point, and Yimulian took a deep breath.After the slender fingers fiddled with it a few times, they switched to a few and went into battle together, pressing the tight and wet inner wall without any rules, and trying to expand their sphere of influence.At first, I felt very uncomfortable, but after a few times, I actually got interest from this not very mature caress. Transparent wet liquid gushed out from the hole, and the situation became more and more anxious.

At this moment, Yimulian's whole body seemed to be on fire, and his throat was so dry and thirsty.He has been abstaining from desire for decades, but once the floodgate of desire is opened, the menacing force almost knocks him down.He seemed to be about to be unable to hold back the eager desire in his heart, his straight buttocks moved quietly towards his fingers, instinctively yearning for more and deeper caresses.But at this critical moment, Huang suddenly pulled his finger out.Yimulian felt dissatisfied with his intuition, and just wanted to turn his head away.But next, a thick and long object was slowly pushed in, which was nothing compared to the previous fingers.Just now, half of the glans was squeezed in, and Yimulian subconsciously squirmed to the side to escape, but Huang grabbed his waist with one hand and dragged him into his arms.The object penetrated deeply into the body like an ax chiseling, and smashed into the depths of the inner wall at once.

Yimulian was so stimulated by this violent teasing that he half opened his mouth, but what he spit out was only a hoarse voice.

The two of them made a joint under their bodies, and the meat blade stabbed their back acupuncture points. They couldn't see each other clearly in the dark, only the sound of water splashing.Yimulian was lying on the bed, with his lower back clamped and raised, which made it easier for the people behind him to fuck as they wished.It's clear that the weather is gradually getting colder, but when I breathe, I feel that it's getting hotter and hotter.In Huang Chu's history of human affairs, the rules and regulations are completely out of the question. I just feel that the secret place that tightly wraps him is really indescribable. The whole person feels as if his veins have been opened. It didn't matter how important it was, it went straight into the depths once it was poked, and I wished I could stuff the two pouches next to it, I just wanted to dismantle the person under him to eat and clean up thoroughly.

At first, I could hear a few low exclamations and gasps from the people below me, but gradually the sound disappeared.When Huang realized that something was wrong, he hugged his waist with his penis still in his body, and turned Yimulian's face away.

Huang reached out and touched his face, which was wet.

This person was crying silently.

Yimu didn't even make a sound when he cried, despite the tears pouring out of his eyes continuously, soaking his face like white jade, without stopping.But the teeth were still clenched tightly, and there was no movement at all.

Huang was used to the calm and dignified appearance of this rain envoy, but he didn't expect such a person to cry on the bed with a special style.Thinking of this, an unbearable feeling of compassion suddenly surged into his heart, and he kissed away the big drops of tears that flowed down his eyes.

With a trembling voice, Yimu called out to His Majesty.

Ara clung to his ear, licked the thick and lovely earlobe with the tip of her moist tongue, it was so irritating that she stared and shivered all over.But he could hear him whispering in his ear: "Does it hurt? It's my first time, so I'm afraid I can't grasp it well and it will hurt you."

That voice was unprecedentedly gentle, and at first glance, he almost wondered if he had heard it wrong.Looking up, with the soft moonlight pouring down from the window, I can clearly see Huang's handsome face.A pair of eyes that were about to turn red from the torment of lust, but at this moment they were willing to stop their movements and look at him deeply.

Yimulian felt like the strings of a piano were being plucked in the depths of his heart.

He remained silent and did not answer, but quietly raised his sore arms, embraced Huang, raised his white and tender neck like a grub, and kissed him a sincere first kiss.

Although it was the first time for Huang, his patience was surprisingly better than that of ordinary people.After the first diarrhea, before he had time to withdraw the penis from Yimulian's body, if it was contained in it for a few times, he stiffened again.He was eager to see the other person's face clearly, and while his lips and tongue were entangled in a trance, he raised Yimulian's leg high, half resting it on his shoulder, so that he could straighten his body further.Yimulian's face was full of lustful blush, and he felt that he was unbearable and couldn't hide, so he had to cover his face with his hands, but was pulled away domineeringly by Huang.

"I like you the way you are, don't be ashamed."

After he announced it like no one else, he accelerated the speed of his fucking.The turbulent pleasure kept coming in like a tide, and the narrow hole was biting the huge thing tightly, tempting him to sprint even more vigorously.Yimulian's forbearance is like blowing up bubbles one by one, and the bubbles burst one after another, and the moans of unbearable joy flowed out from the clenched teeth thoroughly.

The giant roots that come in and out repeatedly have the momentum of breaking through bamboo, as if they want to completely open that honey hole, the huge cunt is crushed to a strange sensitive place, the wet inner wall immediately tightens, and there is a sweet moaning sound. Then it turned into a scream.

"shortage……!"

He was like a drowning poor man, he had nothing else to cling to, he didn't even care about his name, he just ignorantly called the name of the only person he could trust.

The meat mouth was already very tight, but the stabbing just now added fuel to the flames, the intestinal wall became more excited and wrapped and squeezed the intruding meat pestle layer by layer, the extreme pleasure was like water ripples It seemed to spread out in circles, and the moan after screaming also seemed soft and sweet.Huang Fu had observed this change in his heart, and advanced several times without any slack in this angle that he had just messed with.Yimulian cried and twisted his body on the bed, but was firmly restrained by Huang, not allowing him to escape.It's not crying, it's not moving, the body's movements are mercilessly repeated at that sensitive point, vigorously stirring the honey in the hole.

Yimulian finally couldn't help but opened his mouth to beg for mercy: "Slow down... please... slow down, slow down... woo."

Huang was driving Yimulian's leg with one hand, and grabbed the smooth, round buttocks with the other hand, kneading back and forth unstoppably.His muscles tensed and bulged, and his face was dripping with sweat.The joy of being about to reach the top made him have no time to care about the cries of the people below him, he could only follow his instinct to sprint, cruelly torturing the deep acupoint over and over again.

Yimu Liansheng was brought to an orgasm by the fuck, his eyes were closed tightly, and a stream of wet fluid flowed out from the depths of his acupoints.The meat stalk at the front end has already spit out semen, but now it is only wet and oozing with liquid.

After the orgasm, the back hole was tightened regularly, and it began to convulse from the depths. His scalp was pinched and numb, forcing the genitals to pour semen completely after the last few large thrusts. full of inner walls.It was a fire-like burning object, but the semen that came out was slightly cold. The contrast between the ice and the fire brought back Yimulian's sanity, which was almost lost.He silently endured the gushing stream of semen that was poured into the deepest part of his body.

The two of them were covered in sweat at this time, and they added a mess of semen and lewd fluid, making it sticky and lewd.The air is filled with the musky scent of ejaculatory men and the unique body odor of lunar estrus.But at this time, I don't bother to pay attention to it.Huang lay back on the bed again, stretched out his arms to embrace his newlywed empress, lifted the long hair next to his sweaty cheek, and gently placed a kiss on her cheek.

He stared intently at Yimulian with those deep and heavy black pupils, and sighed in a low voice: "You are mine at last."

And it wasn't until a long time later, when Yimulian recalled the first night of that year, that he slowly became aware of the other party's state of mind at that time.

Yimulian lay on the bed in a daze for a long time, then he realized that Rushu beside him had put on his clothes and got out of bed.Although he was half asleep and half awake, he also felt some inexplicable emptiness, curled up, and turned his back facing inward.Unexpectedly, after a while, that person turned back again, wrapped him gently with a clean and fresh quilt, and picked him up in the air.Yimulian was so startled that he opened his eyes, but saw Huang comfortingly kissed his eyes: "Sleep peacefully, I'll clean up your body."

He glanced at the red candles in the room being lit again, and the maids who came in to serve stood aside with low eyebrows.The mattresses that had been messed up just now had been replaced with new ones, and cold incense was re-burned in the corner to disperse the odor.Huang saw that he was sleepy, his eyelashes were half-opened and half-closed, he must have been exhausted to the limit, so he softly summoned the maid below to go out, asked someone to bring hot water and wipe him off himself.

Yimulian's eyelids were already too sleepy to open, but his mind was throbbing with incomparable activity.He seemed to instinctively realize that this marriage might not be as simple as he imagined.Like a prey that has been peeped for a long time, a feast that has been missed by the heart, calmly and steadily, taking care of every step, and finally swallowed it into the stomach, licking all the juice.

Yimulian tried his best to open his eyes slightly. The dim light was still too bright for him at this moment. He struggled for a long time before he could focus his eyes clearly and looked straight at the young emperor.

He opened his mouth, his voice was tired and hoarse after a fierce blow to the red.

"Why me?" he asked.