big stutter

I heard that fitness is one of the few things in the world that can be rewarded as long as you work hard.

I deeply agree.

Under the extremely serious guidance and supervision of Dajieba, my muscles have increased significantly in all places.

So I finally understood why those muscular men especially like to show their muscles.

Every time I finish training, I have to show myself in front of the mirror before I can give up. It is obviously the same as yesterday, but I still feel that my muscles have become bigger.

No wonder it is said that men who exercise are the most confident, and they have a deep understanding.

Fortunately, I am rather shy and dare not show off in front of people other than stuttering, let alone post on Moments.

It's just that this still can't stop my growing self-confidence.

I even started to stutter.

After stuttering and drinking water after practice, I was about to hit his arched arm with my biceps, with a confident light on my face.The big stammer would pinch my butt with a suppressed smile, and say, "Fart...butt not...not bad...wrong."

Annoyed that he changed the subject, I slapped his ass hard in retaliation: "Your butt is even better, it's very elastic, and my hand hurts."

"Sooner or later it will surpass you."

This phrase became my mantra at the gym.

As time went on, the shocking feeling of stuttering in my heart became less and less.

I began to plan my counterattack plan.

Although I have always positioned myself as 0, it was based on my laziness and love of muscles in the circle 1 and I was too dry and lacked self-confidence.

It's cool to be 0, but isn't it better to be 1 once in a while?

Imagining the appearance of a muscular man with a big stutter surrendering under me, I was already refreshed psychologically.

I started to explore step by step.

"Have you ever thought about being 0?"

"No, yes." Da stammered with a confused look.

"Why? Is it bad to be 0?"

"Okay, but...it's me...like...like...doing...doing 1."

"Do you like to take care of people? Satisfy your desire to conquer?"

"Yes." Da stammered still ignorant.

"It's good to be taken care of by others once in a while, right? Don't you want to?"

"You...you...to...what do you want...to do?" Big Stutter felt the danger.

I squinted at him and kept getting closer: "I, think, do it, you."

Caught off guard by stuttering and pinching his cheeks, his aura suddenly disappeared, like a dog being carried.

"You...you think...too much."

I broke away from his hand: "Why not?" Then I bent my arms, pulled off the clothes, and showed him the biceps and abdominal muscles, "What's wrong? Are these muscles enough?"

As I said that, I knelt on the sofa and wanted to untie my belt: "Although my dick is not as good as yours, it's not bad."

Stuttering and holding on to my pants, I still didn't give up: "I haven't done 1 yet, I'm considered a virgin, I'll give you a try, you follow me, just once?!"

Stuttering angrily, he pushed me down on the sofa, leaned over and pressed me up: "I...I see you...you...you owe...you owe it."

"I want to be on top!" I was doing the last struggle.

"Okay, for a while...for a while...just let you...you be...on...on top."

Stuttering forced me into the bedroom, announcing the failure of my first counterattack.

Half an hour later, I was literally sitting on top of the big stutter...

One has two.

Never give up easily because of a failure.

So I shot again during a two-person shower.

I stretched out my hand and rubbed his butt, and then drew a line on the seam: "It's a pity that you have such an upturned butt."

Big Stutter glanced at me, and turned my hand to my buttocks: "You...your...more...slipperier."

While stuttering and shampooing, I officially launched the offense.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he pressed his backhand against the wall.

His eyes were captivated by the shampoo, his hands were also restrained by me, and he was completely incapacitated.

I squeezed my right leg between his legs, pressed against his body tightly, and said to him triumphantly, "This time I have to obey."

Unexpectedly, Da Jie used his buttocks to move back, I was immediately bounced away by him, he turned around again, and I was restrained by him against the wall.

He closed his eyes tightly and lowered his head to kiss me. The foam covered my face, and I tasted a bitter essence in my mouth. I struggled desperately, but I couldn't break free. I could only resign myself to being kissed by a big stutter.

"You are too cruel, I just want to fuck you, but you want to poison me to death."

The various counter-offensive plans that were implemented afterwards also failed.

It was only later that I found out that Big Stutter always thought that the "counterattack" in my mouth was the same as my quarrel to provoke him before, and it was just for excitement.

Referred to as "find fuck".

In the end, I had a "kuangkuang" theory with him to let him know how serious my previous "counterattack" was.

So he laid down on the bed with his bare buttocks on his face, and said to me, "Take it easy... Take it easy."

As soon as I thought of the big butt that I had been thinking about day and night, I had no desire at all.

The big stutter lying like a dead fish is almost invisible.

I decided to let Big Stutter keep his pure 1 status.

In the end, Big Stutter happily rewarded me with a big fuck.