Raiders' love strategy

If it is said that the little hooligan's skills are not improved, he is not much better, at least he can breathe through his nose when kissing.

Since I forgot to breathe, of course there will be hypoxia, because of the lack of oxygen, my mind is almost blank.Because of the blankness of his mind, he would let others brutally continue to deprive him of his oxygen and saliva. This was like a vicious circle, but he didn't know how to break it.

And the murderer completely ignored the abnormal reaction of the person under him, but fortunately, under the control of stronger desire, he finally let go of Murong's lips and tongue just before he was about to faint.

Because he wants to undress, his own, and his.

The bathrobe was easily thrown out. Murong Gang was wearing two-piece pajamas, the buttons of his jacket had been unbuttoned just now, and the pants with elastic bands were not difficult to take off.

It's not that Murong Gang, who was finally free and breathed deeply, didn't want to resist, but his life was at stake, so taking a breath first is more important than keeping that fig leaf, right?

So Tang Muyang managed to peel off the prey's underwear and outer pants one by one, and then separated his legs, pushing his already inflated burning desire to them.

Pushing aside the not-too-thick hair, one can easily find the dimple that is different from normal men. Just as his fingers were about to go in for further exploration, the man below him finally came to his senses.

Murong Gang kicked angrily, "What do you want to do? Get lost!"

"Don't be wordy!" The arrow was on the string, and Tang Muyang, who had no choice but to shoot, was a little anxious. He reached out and grabbed his ankle, and pulled it to his waist. He strengthened his fingers to find the flower path of the secret flower.

"Oh!" Murong just shrank back instinctively because of his rudeness, but he was dragged back by his thigh immediately.

He finally sensed that something was wrong, "Tang Muyang, don't act recklessly!"

"I just want to mess around! What's the matter?" The little hooligan who couldn't find Huajing for a long time became more and more impatient, and his voice was also rough, as if he was about to fight.

If it was true, Tang Muyang would quit. His legs were grabbed and he still had hands.

He sat up on his elbows, "Why are you crazy?" He punched out with the sound of wind.

The lustful little hooligan hadn't completely lost his mind, and instinctively turned sideways to hide.He stretched out his hand and grabbed the disobedient fist, and was even more angry because of his disobedience, "Murong Gang, don't think that I can't really beat you, just cooperate honestly, and don't force me to be rough on you!"

"You should try to be rough!" Murong Gang was completely irritated at this time.

This shameless little rascal!At the same time as he threw another punch, the leg on the same side also bent up at the same time, punching him obliquely.

Unable to indulge his desires, Tang Muyang, who had been interrupted several times, became angry. He waved his hand and hit the elbow where he was attacking, and his whole body pressed down to defuse the attack of his legs.In hand-to-hand combat, the side with more physical strength and strength always takes advantage.

Murong Gang, who was suppressed by him again, fought back unwillingly, Tang Muyang was so annoyed by him, he squeezed his arms tightly and yelled, "Didn't you fucking never do it, what are you pretending to be? Wait Someone set up a memorial archway for you?"

Murong just changed his face suddenly, his whole body shook, he stared at Tang Muyang in disbelief, his lips trembled, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Tang Muyang regretted his slip of the tongue, his temper suddenly subsided a lot, and he patted his face with some tenderness, "Be obedient, I will make you feel better later, why bother to suffer?"

Murong Gang seemed to have listened to it, and he really didn't resist anymore, he just turned his head to the side, closed his eyes firmly, and let others do whatever he wanted.

13 Give me a son

Without resistance, a sexual encounter goes much more smoothly.

Tang Muyang easily separated the legs of the person under him, easily found the entrance of his flower path, and then, a middle finger poked in first.

He has tried his best to be as gentle as possible, but the man's slightly callused thick middle finger entered the most tender part of the body, even though Murong Gang did not want to refuse subjectively, but the body still curled up, shrank, and repelled instinctively.

"Relax, you relax a little!" Tang Muyang's voice was a little urgent, and he had endured it very hard.

The fiery heat in the crotch needs to be released urgently, but the road in front of him is still dry and has not been opened for a long time.If you enter by force, you will definitely hurt this person.But if he continues to linger like this, it is really not the style that a young and strong guy in his early twenties can have.

The remaining rationality and instinctive desires are fighting in every corner of the body. Although he is the winner and he is the loser, the process is cruel and invisible to others. The final result can only rely on the most loyal emotions in his heart.

"Gang...Xiao Gang..." The hoarse, deep and gentle call was bewitching in Murong Gang's ear.

The little rascal picked up his hand that was holding the bed sheet tightly, and put it on his own fire.Without further ado, he forced the hot hard object into his palm and told him his desire.

The fiery lips rolled around his ears one after another, "Help me, let me in...let me in, okay?"

The heavy, male hormone-filled panting stroked the sensitive area, bringing a strange feeling, as if awakening the long-sleeping monster, gradually waking up from the bottom of my heart.Countless ants seemed to appear in the blood, crawling around, scratching him so that he could not be at peace.

Murong just began to feel dizzy and suffocating again, but it was completely different from the previous unskilled kiss.At least in this time of suffocation, his mood was clear.

Murong just knew that the man in his body needed an ally to help him perfectly integrate his reason with his desire, and then stir up his own desire and attack his own reason.

What a bargain!

Maybe it shouldn't be said, because it's something countless couples do in bed.But the premise is that they are lovers.

And they are definitely not this kind of relationship.

Murong Gang is not in the mood to analyze Tang Muyang's purpose for doing this, he is just thinking, should he accept his coercion and corruption?

Suddenly, something hot and slightly rough licked the back of his ear, bringing uncontrollable tremors all over his body.What's this?Murong Gang raised his eyes vigilantly, but just happened to meet those dark eyes that were burning with raging flames.

Her heartbeat seemed to miss a beat, she just looked at him so fixedly, completely forgetting how to react.

Tang Muyang lowered his head and kissed his forehead, "Give it to me, okay?"

Murong Gang's heart trembled, he was shocked by the fact that the little hooligan was so different from his usual gentleness.It seems that there is still some affection?

Cheek to cheek, a low voice rang out, "Your body... was originally made for men. Will it be too hard for you to bear it all the time? Hmm?"

The provocative words and the raised consonance are not comparable to the shock that this sentence itself brought to Murong Gang.

A voice agrees in the bottom of my heart, he is right!You are born to be pressured by men, let him do it, let him do it!For a moment, as if thinking of something, Murong Gang's eyes darkened, he turned his head to one side, and opened his body.

The people who were tightly pressed together immediately felt his softness, and without hesitation put their fire dragon against the entrance of the flower path and pushed forward with all their strength.

pain!It hurts!

Despite trying to relax, it is too difficult a task to accommodate such a behemoth in the tight tunnel that is not completely wet.

Unknowingly, both hands grabbed the bed sheet under him again, Murong Gang had to bite his lip hard to keep himself from moaning.

The little rascal was also having a hard time, and it took almost a lot of effort to squeeze a head in.If I knew it, I should have brought a fucking bottle of lube!

But he knew that he shouldn't complain about his partner at this time, and the reaction needed more encouragement, so he kept comforting Murong Gang with both hands, "Relax, I'm coming in soon, you relax!"

Murong Gang tried his best to inhale and exhale, trying his best to forget about his lower body.I thought silently in my heart, it was just sex, nothing, nothing!

But why, there will still be tears slipping quietly from the corners of the eyes?

Pressing his waist, he gritted his teeth for the last time without caring about pity, and as Murong Gang couldn't bear the pain anymore, the little hooligan cheered triumphantly, "I'm in! I'm already in!"

Murong Gang was not in such a good mood. The pain in his lower body made him limp on the bed. The doctor suddenly thought of one thing, would there be a tear?Then how to use medicine?

The proud little hooligan did not forget to take care of his partner, holding Murong Gang's face, kissing it, and praising, "Baby, you are so kind! I will make you comfortable, can I move now? Is it okay?" ?”

Can men listen to what they say in bed?Murong just closed his eyes, still trying to adapt to the huge monster in his body, so he didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Give me a son!" The little hooligan's eyes glowed with excitement, and his expression was shining brightly. "Give birth to a son, and I can take him for a racing car! We father and son are so handsome! I want a son, of course a daughter, but Our husband has a son!"

This is not a negotiation, but an order.

Tang Muyang said that he was drawing by himself, and instead of waiting for the other party's answer, he began to move in a difficult but gentle rhythm.But he didn't notice that the face of the person under him began to turn blue bit by bit.

"Get out!" Murong just didn't know where the strength burst out, and he punched the little rascal who was dreaming of dreams.

This time, the little hooligan couldn't escape because of his excessive excitement.

"Are you crazy?" Tang Muyang, who came to his senses, was startled and angry, and pressed Murong