father - home

Zhao supported the bed with one hand, tilted his head, looked at himself and then at me.Suddenly, he jumped up, rushed over, and unbuttoned my placket without any explanation.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" I immediately understood what he meant, and pretended to dodge while smiling.

Zhao grabbed hold of it tightly and shouted, "Let me see! Let me see!"

"No one like you, this is rape!" Although the voice was lowered, the tone was exaggerated.

Zhao ignored me, and persistently unbuttoned me.

As soon as his head appeared, Zhao widened his eyes even more exaggeratedly, and shouted: "Wow! This is not true!"

Without waiting for Zhao's next reaction, I took off my boots and pants as quickly as possible, and threw myself on him.I folded my arms and hugged his head tightly, his shoulders, and he hugged me too.We entwine, kiss and caress each other.Lips to lips, love juice flowing on the tip of the tongue; chest to chest, hearts beating together; belly to belly, flames burning between the bodies.We twisted our crotches vigorously, squeezed and rubbed each other hard, wishing we could squeeze the fire into each other's bodies.

"Oh! God!"

"what happened?"

"You are too big, I squeezed you to the side."

I wanted to laugh, but the laughter rushed into Zhao's mouth along with the air current.

Zhao broke away from my kiss, determined to finish his sentence. "No wonder, I'm always woken up by you. It turns out that you are so big and so hard."

"Haven't you ever secretly watched it once?"

"Why should I watch... woo..."

I kissed his words back.

Our bodies are getting hotter and hotter. On this early spring night, the fiery passion makes us not know the cold.

"You are so hot, I am almost melted by you."

"You are not ice, how could I melt you."

"That can burn, you almost burn me."

We have the same body, the same heart, I know what to do, and I know how he will react.

Zhao wanted to, and I saw it in his eyes.He looked at me, eyes full of surprise and lust, he gently pressed my head down, lowered his voice, and barely said two words: "Please..."

I leaned over him, my hands on his belly, all around him, my lips so persistent and so hungry.

This is really a new experience, new otherworldly, new groundbreaking.

Desire had exploded like a bomb, shattered and set all my nerve endings on fire.

To be precise, it's not lust, but lust for Zhao.

"Oh, Marty..." Is that Zhao's voice?I can't even hear it, the voice is hoarse and full of longing, as if confessing, come on, come on, come on.

His head was thrown back and his body arched upward.From where I was, I couldn't see his face anymore, just his beautiful, stretched neck and chest pushed up, and those beautiful, perfect rows of abs on his stomach.I heard a suppressed moan, a moan like a suppressed sob.

"Zhao, open your mouth, let the moans come out, stop holding yourself back, let me know how you feel... it's just me and you, baby, it's our time to enjoy love. No matter where we are, no matter where we are Whatever responsibility we take, our hearts are free, let our bodies be free at this moment. We love each other, we are passionate, we linger, we make love, and we do nothing but love. Whether it is Happiness, desire, or pain, happiness, let it be released freely, freely revealed, freely vented..."

I finally heard a low moan, followed by another...

Our eyes looked at each other for a moment, excited and excited, as happy and satisfied as welcoming a new life together.I smiled, kissed his lips, and gently pushed his hand away.I've made it, we've made it.The clarity, confidence and happiness in Zhaoyan.Let me do this for you, the whole time.

I hugged him tightly with one hand and kissed him... Finally, we hugged each other, we shed tears, and we rubbed each other's ears.Sweat, tears, and the milky nectar all over our bodies.

I hugged him tightly, pressing my body against him.It has been rising for too long, and it is a bit numb.I really couldn't bear it, just when I was hesitating, Zhao helped me make a decision.

I stared into Zhao's eyes and said to myself, if it doesn't work, I'll stop right away.

Zhao looked at me, full of love and anticipation, and said mischievously, "You know, I'm very tired from lying like this, so why don't you hurry up."

"If it doesn't work, you have to tell me."

"I know."

I went in, got in a little bit.Zhao's smile did not change, nor did his eyes, which were clear and moist.

I'm still nervous. "Open your mouth! Exhale!"

He opened his mouth slightly and whispered in my ear: "Don't worry."

I went in a little more, both excited and worried.

"Are you really okay?"

Zhao stared at me, opened his mouth wide and nodded.

"Ah!" With a soft snort, his muscles tensed all of a sudden, and his body suddenly fell backwards.I held his back, lowered my head, and could only kiss his neck, below his wound, his delicate collarbone.A new layer of sweat broke out on his skin immediately. "Zhao, how are you? Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!" After a pause, Zhao laughed with tears in his eyes, "It's no wonder it doesn't hurt! But I like it. This way we can be together. You are in my body, I am in your arms, and we finally Together."

"Yes. We are together."

The hands on my sides are pushing me, I understand Zhao's meaning, even if I can't bear it anymore, I will do it, I will do it, the love that only gives is the same as the love that only receives, both are imperfect.

I started...but...but...

I threw myself on Zhao, exhausted.I don't know whether the sweat and tears all over my face are tired, hot, nervous, or depressed.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhao gently shook me.

"It's over!"

"It's over?!"

"Yes."

"Sorry! You are all for me."

I leaned up to kiss him. "It's okay, I just endured it for too long."

I wanted to lean to one side, not to hurt him, but he hugged me tightly. "do not move!"

"What? I'm really fine."

"I know, just stay like this for a while. I want to be like this forever, sleep like this, die like this, forever like this."

"Yes, forever."

We hug each other like this.I am in his body and he is in my arms.That's how we become one.So we sleep, so we die, so forever.I didn't expect that soon, this sentence was almost fulfilled.

I left Akira's body, still gasping for breath, blowing on his wet forehead and chest. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" I asked softly, while gently massaging him, so that the muscles that I had stretched to the limit just now could be relieved and slowly return to their original state.I kiss his eyes. "Honey, tell me you're okay."

Zhao didn't answer right away, and he didn't want to let go of his arms around my neck for a long time.

"I'm fine," he finally said, smiling sheepishly. "And you?"

"I'm fine, too, really." I lie down next to him and run my fingers along the line of his body from his face to his shins, and then slowly back up. "It's never felt better, really." I really feel great, tender, sweet, with happiness in my chest.

Zhao put his face against mine, stroking my cheeks, my chin, and my neck with his fingers.

"Look, how many babies are here, just wasted like this." Zhao licked my face and muttered, "I said, if you have a child in the future, do you want it to be a boy or a girl?"

"I won't have children." I was a little surprised, how could Zhao suddenly ask this.

"I mean if."

"Why do you ask about this?"

"Just want to know." He is still persistent.

"boy."

"really?"

"Yes. Just like you." I kissed his forehead tenderly.

I thought Zhao would go on, but he didn't.

We stopped talking.

Zhao's hand stopped moving, and he placed it on my chest, resting his head on my arm. After a while, he asked, "Are you asleep?"

"No."

"Want to sleep?"

"Do not."

Akira's fingers groped all over me, sliding between my breasts and belly.There were only three candles burning, and his face was above me, with an orange glow on his cheeks and bridge of nose, and his eyes were brighter than the candlelight.

"What are you doing?" I whispered. "You'd better stop now. What are you doing to me?"

Zhao just laughed and didn't answer.His smile was affectionate and malicious, and he looked at me without blinking.

"Be obedient and stop making trouble."

Zhao smiled stubbornly and shook his head. "Can't you sleep? I want you to do it again. That feeling is so unimaginable, so absolute."

"Stop it, baby, you will hurt yourself like this, and your body will be better."

"I know you're not happy, I want you to be happy." Saying that, Zhao retreated to the end of the bed just like I did just now, and bent down.