no heaven

Summary: uncle's gift, master and slave, fine-tuning SM, placing play

"Bao'er, I want this too."

When Ning Chen returned to school the next morning, he received a message from Qin Ji. It was a photo of him in women's clothing when he was asleep, and it could only be taken by Fu Zhengyan last night after fucking him unconscious.

In the thick warm orange light of the wall lamp, Ning Chen slept deeply with his eyes closed. His long black hair was messily scattered on the white pillows in the hotel, like a black dahlia. Because of sweating, many strands of hair stuck to his fair face. On the side, a man's finger was hooked on the choker around his neck, as if Ning Chen was a pet bound by a collar.

The photo ends at the collarbone, and there is no more exposure, but the little red marks on the skin of his neck and shoulders undoubtedly hint at the situation under the photo, revealing an air of sex that is trying to hide.

At that time, Ning Chen was in a professional class, and unknowingly opened the picture Qin Ji sent him, but was so scared that he almost threw his phone away. The classmate sitting next to him glanced at his screen and laughed at him for looking at the color picture in class.

Embarrassed and angry, Ning Chen first asked Fu Zhengyan how he could take such a photo while he was sleeping, and then warned the two to delete the photo as soon as possible.

Mr. Fu, who stated that it had been deleted but hadn’t deleted it, replied: Sorry, I will ask for the baby’s opinion before shooting again.

And Major Qin is more straightforward: I won't delete it!Where can I find such a good thing?We can't see each other twice a month, what can I do at night when you're not around?You won’t even take off your shirt when you’re videoing with me...

Ning Chen was so angry that he blocked him for three seconds.

Half a month later, Qin Ji came back from her monthly leave and was still on the way, so she called Ning Chen to hurry back to the villa, saying that she had something to give him.

Ning Chen also jumped up when he thought of the Iron Man armor that Qin Ji had given him before, and went to Qin Ji's villa full of anticipation.

When Ning Chen arrived, Qin Ji had just arrived, and his military uniform was still on. There was a big black backpack on the coffee table of the sofa, it was bulging, and he didn't know what it contained.

"Ning Xiaochen," Qin Ji walked quickly to the entrance, and opened his arms to Ning Chen, "Hurry up and give uncle a hug!"

Ning Chen hadn't seen Qin Ji for a long time, and couldn't help thinking about it. He dropped his schoolbag and threw himself on Qin Ji, habitually wrapping his legs around his waist, and sucked a few times on his face.

"Miss me so much?" Qin Ji's face was drooling from his kiss.

"I want to die." Ning Chen went to look for his mouth after kissing his face, and very actively put his tongue into Qin Ji's mouth.

The two breathed heavily and leaned against the wall, entangled with each other. As soon as they were about to strike at the entrance, Qin Ji stopped on his own initiative.

Ning Chen raised his head to look at him suspiciously, his cat-like eyes were filled with mist of desire.

Qin Ji brushed aside the bangs on his forehead and gave a kiss, then said: "Don't worry, we have a whole day, let's take a look at the present I gave you."

Ning Chen was not happy anymore, his bottom was hard, he was looking at some gift at this time, so he purposely leaned against the wall and refused to go, when Qin Ji came to pull him, he gnawed Qin Ji's chin, and took his hand to his waistband Rise.

But to Ning Chen's surprise, he took the initiative, Qin Ji was still thinking about the gift, and even carried him on his shoulder like a sack, and forced him to the sofa, just to give him a gift.

Ning Chen lost his temper, and deliberately closed his eyes so as not to look.

"Okay, it's okay if you don't look at it." Qin Ji didn't force it, and started to fiddle with black bags.

Ning Chen heard Qin Ji open the zipper of the bag, tear off a few plastic bags, and then there was the rustling of some fabrics. He didn't know what he was doing. He was about to open his eyes and take a peek, but suddenly It feels like something is covering the eyes.

"What is this?" He stretched out his hand to touch it. It was a thin layer of fabric, a bit rough to the touch, and there were hollow patterns on it. "Lace? Why did you use lace to cover my eyes?"

Qin Ji didn't know why he suddenly laughed, laughing so hard that Ning Chen's neck got hairy, he said, "If you don't want to watch it, don't watch it, just use your body to feel it."

Ning Chen felt something was wrong, and was about to take off the lace on his face, when Qin Ji beside him grabbed his hand: "You don't want to see it, don't take it off."

"Let me see!" Ning Chen struggled, but it didn't take long for him to be countered by Qin Ji and pressed his hands on the sofa. With the sound of metal crashing, Ning Chen felt a familiar coldness on his wrist , he was shocked for a second, and then started to yell loudly, "Uncle, why are you handcuffing me again?!"

"Because you're disobedient." Qin Ji replied bluntly, and then amidst Ning Chen's scolding, he quickly stripped off all his clothes, not even his underwear.

"What are you doing?" Ning Chen lay on the sofa aggrievedly. Between him and the sofa, little Ning Chen was squeezed to one side, very uncomfortable, so he raised his buttocks slightly so that his lower body would not be so pressed. uncomfortable.

He didn't know that this movement made Qin Ji more convenient. Qin Ji was able to reach out and stuff something in from the height he raised it up, and then went around between his thighs, and finally tied a knot in his lower back. It seems to be wearing underwear for him, but for some reason, it still feels empty under the buttocks, and even the genitals are not covered.

Ning Chen was a little uncomfortable, and his limited vision gave him more room for imagination.

He listened to the movements around him, and he had already imitated in his mind the appearance of Qin Ji standing aside and looking him up and down. His gaze seemed to be burning with a fiery temperature, roasting Ning Chen inch by inch, until he reached a certain fixed position. The temperature will be eaten into his stomach.

Ning Chen was a little hot.

The air conditioner was not turned on in the villa, and there was already a hint of summer in mid-June, coupled with the struggle just now, supplemented by Qin Ji's gaze, he was sweating profusely.

Sweat glistened on his white back, like fine white porcelain with a layer of glaze.

But no porcelain is so soft.

Qin Ji stared at Ning Chen's two protruding buttocks, and couldn't help rubbing them vigorously with his hands to form different shapes. Watching the buttocks squeeze out from between his fingers, kneading them until they turned red, turning them into Picked two half-ripe peaches.

Ning Chen twitched uncomfortably: "What are you doing, Uncle? I'm so hot, I'm sweating all over, I want to take a shower first."

"Wash it after you're done." Qin Ji's tone was very lenient.

"Then hurry up." Ning Chen turned his head to Qin Ji's direction, he opened his eyes, and vaguely saw Qin Ji take out a short black belt from his bag through the hollowed-out pattern of lace.

"No hurries."

How can you not be in a hurry, it's uncomfortable to be stubborn down below, but Ning Chen is too embarrassed to say it.

In the past, Ning Chen would not have needed to take the initiative at all. The first thing Qin Ji did after holding Ning Chen into his arms was to take off his pants and fuck hard. It was useless for Ning Chen to cry and beg him, but today he was abnormal calm down.Ning Chen didn't know what Qin Ji was going to do, he was a little bit looking forward to it, but also a little scared.

Ning Chen didn't wait long before Qin Ji picked him up from the sofa and sat on his lap.

At this time, Ning Chen was wearing nothing but a pair of underwear that couldn't cover his butt. He was a little shy, so he chose to close his eyes, and then he felt something leathery around his neck.

Ning Chen immediately remembered the message Qin Ji had sent him earlier, that what he was wearing around his neck was probably a collar.

Sure enough, after fastening the collar, Qin Ji pinched the back of Ning Chen's neck and said, "Bao'er, do you know SM?"

Ning Chen's throat felt a little dry: "...I don't know."

Qin Ji smiled, and squeezed the hand that was stuck on the back of Ning Chen's neck: "I really don't know? Didn't I see it when I searched for small movies on the Internet?"

Under the black lace belt, Ning Chen's cheeks were flushed with naked eyes.

The answer is self-evident, but Qin Ji didn't expect him to be frank and honest, he kissed the black lace, and then kissed Ning Chen's hot red cheek: "Bao'er, let's play SM, I bought you a lot A little gift, you'll like it."

It turned out to be this kind of gift.

Qin Ji's deep and hoarse voice seemed to be soaked in lust, and Ning Chen had already softened his waist after hearing a few words, compromising both body and heart, but he still made a symbolic final struggle.

"I do not know……"

He didn't know that his voice had become soft and soft, as if he was already looking forward to the sweet punishment of the whip.

"It's okay, my uncle will teach you." Knowing that Ning Chen agreed, Qin Ji's voice became more cheerful. He inserted his index finger into Ning Chen's collar along the slit and pulled him closer to him. Should you call me something?"

Ning Chen's Adam's apple twitched: "Master..."

"Hey, my little slave."

From this moment on, the SM mini-game officially begins.

"Kneel down with your back straight and your knees shoulder-width apart."

According to Qin Ji's training, Ning Chen knelt on the blanket in front of the sofa. Because his hands were handcuffed behind his back, his shoulders and neck were fully opened, and the lines of his shoulders and collarbone were particularly stretched.

The body between a boy and an adult has a special kind of toughness. Qin Ji took out the black horsewhip that he had prepared in advance, and used the head of the whip to stroke the muscle lines on Ning Chen's lower abdomen. .”

Ning Chen felt itchy, so he shrunk his waist to hide, but he didn't expect that Qin Ji's whip came down suddenly and hit him on the left chest, and the bright red breast immediately stood up.

"Ah! Uncle, it hurts!"

Qin Ji hit Ning Chen on the right chest again with a whip: "Kneel down, what did you call me just now?"

Ning Chen trembled impatiently, straightened his back with his mouth curled up: "Master..."

The soft leather at the top of the horsewhip hit his body more numb than painful, which made Ning Chen tortured. Through the lace, he saw a piece of lace fabric sticking out of his penis, and the original pink color had swelled into deep red. Qin Ji Every time the whip was whipped, it would jump uncontrollably a few times, Qin Ji must have seen it.

"Why are you distracted?" Qin Ji's whip hit Ning Chen's butt this time, leaving a light pink streak.

Ning Chen couldn't take it anymore, and begged Qin Ji in the way Qin Ji wanted: "Master, I feel so uncomfortable down there, can you help me?"

"You want this little thing so soon?" Qin Ji slid his whip down Ning Chen's back joints, poked it between his separated thighs, rubbed it a few times, and then patted it lightly.

"Hmm... I want Master to come in..." Ning Chen gritted his teeth and endured, the sweat on his forehead slipped from his temples, dripped on his shoulders, fell on his back and slid down, and finally stopped on his waist.

Qin Ji stared at the waist, and slapped it with a whip: "Without the master's consent, the slave cannot make demands on the master."

Just as Ning Chen was about to refute, Qin Ji said again: "But if you really want it, it's not impossible."

Ning Chen waited nervously and expectantly for his next words.

He only heard Qin Ji dig something out of his bag, and after a while, the buzzing sound of the phone vibrating rang in his ears.

Ning Chen was still guessing what it was, and his mouth was blocked by it.

"Open your mouth, use your little tongue to feel what this is." After Qin Ji finished speaking, he opened Ning Chen's mouth mercilessly, and stabbed the thing in his hand.

Cool, with a smooth surface, a cylinder with umbrella-shaped protrusions on the top, and it can vibrate.

It's a massage stick!

Uncle actually bought this kind of thing? !

Ning Chen couldn't speak, and could only hum in a nasal voice in protest.

Qin Ji fiddled with the dildo in his hand, thrusting it, turning it, staring fixedly at Ning Chen, that gaze seemed to materialize into a tongue, licking his whole body inch by inch, taking every reaction of him into his eyes.

Qin Ji was sure that Ning Chen liked this gift, the muscles on his little butt kept contracting, it seemed that he had already felt it.

Black really suits Ning Chen very well, so Qin Ji bought him a black collar, black erotic lace panties, black riding whip and massage stick.

After seeing the photo that Fu Zhengyan deliberately sent to show off, Qin Ji's animal blood burned all night. He masturbated at the photo, imagining in his mind that Ning Chen was kneeling in front of him with a collar around his neck, his whole body Bonded with a rope, with a vibrator, crying and begging him to fuck him...

Qin Ji's breathing became heavy.

He pulled out the massage stick, replaced it with his own tongue, and kissed him hard and hard, intentionally making the sound of water in Ning Chen's mouth that made people blush and heartbeat. , was licked off by him again.

"Do you like this gift?" Qin Ji asked on his lips.

Ning Chen replied without thinking, "I don't like it!"

"Look, you lied again, how should I punish you?" Qin Ji's voice sounded extremely happy, as if he was waiting for Ning Chen to say he didn't like it, so that he would have more opportunities to punish.

Ning Chen obviously thought of this, and immediately changed his words: "No, no, I like it, I like it!"

"Really?" Qin Ji asked casually, he walked back to the coffee table, took out a bottle of lubricating fluid and squeezed it on the massager, and then went back behind Ning Chen.

"Really..." Listening to the movement around him, Ning Chen swallowed dryly, feeling a little thirsty, "Master, I want to drink water."

Qin Ji raised the corners of his mouth maliciously, pulled the string of his underwear, and pressed the dildo against his back hole: "Then you eat it yourself, and I'll give you water to drink."

Ning Chen had no choice but to reach for it with his buttocks up, swallowing the massage stick bit by bit with his back acupoint.

Qin Ji bought a small size, which was used to expand Ning Chen's body. It was not thick and long, so Ning Chen swallowed the massage stick without much effort, leaving only the handle stuck between his thighs.

"Hmm..." Ning Chen shivered from the cold of the massage stick in his butt. He shrank uneasily, turned his head and asked Qin Ji behind him, "Can I drink water now?" After speaking, he thought After thinking about it, I consciously added a "master".

"Okay, wait obediently, little slave."

The sound of Qin Ji's footsteps moved away, Ning Chen heaved a sigh of relief and relaxed his back. He was about to call Qin Ji a big bastard in his heart when the thing in his hole suddenly vibrated crazily, as if he heard Ning Chen's actions. The slave is disrespectful to the master, so it seems to punish him.

"what--!"

Ning Chen yelled uncontrollably, the massage stick was neither long nor short, and the protruding crown just touched Ning Chen's sensitive points and vibrated at a high frequency.His strength was emptied in an instant, his thighs softened, and he sat down on the ground, completely forgetting that there was still something stuffed in his back hole, so he sat down and pushed the massage stick deeper, even with the thick handle. A small knot was inserted into the hole, and the pain and pleasure were thrust into the back like two steel knives at the same time, successfully forcing out Ning Chen's tears.

As soon as Qin Ji came back, he saw Ning Chen lying on his side on the ground sobbing. He suppressed a smile and turned off the remote control in his hand, then helped Ning Chen up, and gave him a sip of water mouth to mouth.

"What's wrong? The lace is wet from your tears, so comfortable?" Qin Ji asked him.

Ning Chen didn't want to talk about the embarrassing scene just now, and was ashamed and angry, crying and shouting: "I won't play! I won't play, you quickly show me!".

"Okay." Qin Ji pulled out half of the vibrator and stuffed it back, "As long as you can hold on for a hundred shots."

Ning Chen immediately understood what Qin Ji meant. He knelt down tremblingly, thinking that it would be a hundred times, at most 5 minutes, and it was impossible for him to last for 5 minutes: "Then hurry up."

Qin Ji turned the handle in dissatisfaction: "The title?"

Ning Chen pouted: "Please hurry up, master."

However, Qin Ji's [-] strokes are the [-] strokes of the hard mode, which is completely different from what Ning Chen imagined.

The massage stick vibrated again, and Qin Ji adjusted it to the highest gear, as if there were countless ants crawling over the hole, itching and numb, Ning Chen clamped his buttocks to relieve the intense pleasure, but he just sucked the massage stick deeper That's all.

"It's started, little slave. I've counted how many times I've plugged it in. Not a few." Qin Ji sat beside Ning Chen, fiddled with the massager, changing the vibration mode constantly, observing him greedily. every reaction.

So Ning Chen spoke with tears: "One time, two times, two times, three times...25, twenty...eight...haha..."

Qin Ji skillfully found the piece of soft flesh in Ning Chen's acupoint, and pushed the massage stick there with force: "It's less, start over from 25."

Ning Chen was trembling all over, he couldn't kneel at all, he was lying on the carpet, all the senses in his body stayed on the back acupuncture points, but he had to concentrate on remembering where he had counted.

He hoped that Qin Ji would hurry up and end the torment as soon as possible, but also hoped that he would slow down, he could hardly bear the turbulent pleasure.

The back was so comfortable that prostatic fluid flowed out of the front uncontrollably, as if incontinence.

"Seventy...uh, 71, 72...uh-"

When the massage stick was pulled out of the acupuncture point, and the dense meat of the acupuncture point was crushed again to press the sensitive point, Ning Chen couldn't help it anymore, convulsed and climaxed, spit out a small jet of water together, staining the carpet and Qin Ji's body hand.

"Bao'er, you're too fast, it's only been 3 minutes, can't you last for [-] strokes?" Qin Ji mocked, he turned off the vibration, kissed Ning Chen's shoulder, and didn't pull out the massage stick.

Ning Chen shivered sensitively, first retorted that he was unhappy, and then hiccupped and said, "I won't play anymore! Kneeling is so tiring, please untie it for me."

"Then lie down." Qin Ji was having fun, didn't even eat the main course, how could he agree to end, he deliberately pumped the massage stick vigorously, and held Ning Chen who almost jumped off the carpet into his arms, Whispering in his ear like a demon.

"The little slave is disobedient, and if he doesn't persist for a hundred times, he must be punished."

"What is it this time?!"

"title!"

"Woo... please forgive me, Master..."

Of course the master will not spare him.Qin Ji rummaged through the black bag for a while, pulled out a long leather rope, let Ning Chen lean on his body, and wrapped it around Ning Chen's body as he imagined that night.

First, loop around the neck, cross knots on the chest, pass through the armpits, go back, pass through the knot on the chest, and then pass around the genitals and through the thighs, back and forth several times, completing a simple Tortoise shell binding.

The black leather rope was sunk into the soft skin, deliberately squeezing Ning Chen's two tender nipples, as long as Qin Ji pulled it from behind, Ning Chen's sweet moans could be made.

This is the net of lust that Qin Ji wove especially for Ning Chen. He started weaving it 12 years ago, and now, 12 years later, he finally netted him in it.And Ning Chen was the butterfly trapped by the spider web, unable to even flap its wings, and could only wait for Qin Ji to suck him up and eat him dry.

"It's too tight, master, I don't feel comfortable..." Ning Chen finally remembered to add the title this time, the feeling of being tied up on the upper body was very uncomfortable, especially between the buttocks.

"It's punishment." Qin Ji held Ning Chen's half-soft penis and rubbed it, "Until I come back, you are not allowed to come, do you hear? Otherwise..." Qin Ji threatened, as if to push that Delicate little things crumble.

"Ah! Don't..." Ning Chen fell back in fright, and was pulled back by Qin Ji's knot on his chest. The rope between his chest and buttocks suddenly tightened. It's amazing.

Qin Ji turned on the vibration of the vibrator again, and let Ning Chen roll on the carpet: "Little slave, remember, you are not allowed to ejaculate until I come back."

"Where are you going, master, come back! Don't whine..."

Before Ning Chen could finish speaking, a mouth ball was stuffed into his mouth.

Qin Ji went to take a shower, and turned on the air conditioner before leaving, fearing that it would really make Ning Chen so hot.

Qin Ji, who used to be able to take a shower in 5 minutes, purposely waited until 10 minutes before coming out of the bathroom this time. When he walked into the living room, the buzzing of the massage stick and Ning Chen's nasal breathing entered his ears, and then Rushed into the lower body, he couldn't wait to see the result of placing the play.

Bypassing the spacious sofa, an extremely obscene scene came into view.

The big boy, who was blindfolded by black lace, was kneeling on the ground with his buttocks up, his whole body was pink with sweat.

Because he couldn't close his mouth while biting the ball of his mouth, the saliva that was too late to swallow remained along the corners of his mouth, making his lips and chin wet and shiny.The black leather cord is like an erotic underwear, covering the unnecessary parts, but revealing the breasts and lower abdomen.And his hands cuffed behind his back are trying to reach the massage stick in the back hole, and he is thrusting and stirring at the angle and speed he likes.

The first thing Qin Ji saw was Ning Chen's raised buttocks. There were a few pink whip marks on her fair skin. Between the two snow peaks, there was a black massage stick, which was constantly vibrating. The dildo is bringing Ning Chen infinite pleasure, he doesn't even realize that Qin Ji is back, he only thinks about comfort.

Qin Ji's lower body swelled in an instant, his eyes were burning red, he quickly walked up to Ning Chen, grabbed the knot on his back and threw him onto the sofa, and then pressed himself on it: "Who allows you to play with your own? ?”

"Woooooooo..."

Qin Ji picked off his mouth ball.

"I'll play with the back softly, so that the master can fuck it better."

Ning Chen spat out these words from his bright red mouth, forcing Qin Ji to grab his hair and kiss him eagerly.

Ning Chen seemed to be completely steamed, his body was soft and wet, and he had no strength at all. He obediently raised his head to respond to Qin Ji's kiss, and hummed a sticky moan from his nose.

There is also a vibrating massage stick inserted in the small hole, and the pleasure accumulates to the point where it can't go up or down.

Ning Chen knew that Qin Ji had reached his limit, so he deliberately raised one leg and used the most tender inner thigh to grind Qin Ji's waist, but he soon realized that the touch was not right.

Rough fabric, this is not a bathrobe or pajamas, through the lace belt, Ning Chen saw that Qin Ji was dressed in black, he couldn't help but wonder why he was dressed so neatly after taking a shower?So he asked, "What are you wearing?"

Qin Ji raised the lace belt a slit so that Ning Chen could see the clothes on her body clearly.

It was a pure black military uniform, with a belt and tasseled epaulets, and Qin Ji even wore long boots, but this was not the uniform of a serious soldier. On Qin Ji's body, his shoulders were wide and his hips were narrow, and his legs were as long as heaven.

Under Ning Chen's almost obsessed gaze, Qin Ji sat on the coffee table opposite him, with his legs spread wide, one foot on the sofa, a horsewhip in his hand, his stern and profound facial features were full of disbelief A good evil smile.

"Little slave, do you like this suit?"

Ning Chen didn't speak, he supported his body, knelt down on the ground, took a few steps on his knees and squeezed between Qin Ji's legs, lowered his head, kissed the protrusion of Qin Ji's crotch through his outer pants, and told Qin Ji that he was like.

"Fuck! Ning Xiaochen, you were born to beat me the fuck up."

Qin Ji gasped for breath, took the rope on Ning Chen's body and asked him to sit astride him, pulled out the massager from his buttocks, unzipped his pants chain, pinched Ning Chen's slender waist and straightened it up, all the movements were done in one go.

Ning Chen's acupuncture point was filled again before it even had time to close.

Different from the cold massage stick, Qin Ji's penis is hot, thick and long, with Qin Ji's unique sense of aggression, he can clearly feel the shape of the protruding crown on the fleshy blade, it beats and stabs into Ning Ji's body. Chen's body seemed to want to pierce him through.

Ning Chen subconsciously raised his waist and wanted to escape, but Qin Ji fastened a leash to his collar and pulled the leash to force him to sit down.

"Ah... um... master, handcuffs, untie...untie them, I want to hug you..."

"As I said before, slaves cannot give orders to their masters." Qin Ji continued to push his hips, while pulling down on the rope forcefully, forcing Ning Chen to lean back. Qin Ji took advantage of the situation to grab one of his nipples and sucked and gnawed. Bite, "Disobedient slaves will be punished."

Ning Chen was being rendered powerless by Qin Ji's attack, when he heard a slap, his buttocks were suddenly slapped hard, Ning Chen flinched in pain, his acupoints immediately bit down on the bully The meat column was so tight that Qin Ji couldn't move an inch.

Qin Ji let out a low growl, the extreme pleasure was like an electric current, extending from there to all the limbs, so he slapped Ning Chen's butt several times one after another, and at the same time he quickly pushed it up.

"Uh...it hurts! Well, don't hit...no..."

Pain and numbness climbed into the brain at the same time, as addictive as drugs, Ning Chen shrank his buttocks in resistance, but secretly expected the next slap.

Qin Ji clasped his waist with one hand, and pulled the lead rope of his collar with the other, slamming into the depths fiercely every time.When it was sent to the root, the pouch slapped the buttocks and made a slapping sound, together with the sizzling sound of water stains when the pussy was inserted, it heated up the air in the living room together. Even with the air conditioner, the two of them were still sweating profusely.

Ning Chen's groans gradually changed in Qin Ji's speeding up lane, Qin Ji knew that he was coming soon, so he held his front end and rolled it, attacking back and forth at the same time.

"Ah! Master, don't do it... don't, ah... it won't work there..."

A white light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, Ning Chen let out a long and coquettish moan, leaned back his slender neck, and tremblingly climaxed.

But this is by no means the end.

In a daze, Ning Chen's handcuffs were undone, and he was carried to another place. When he touched the soft bed behind him, Qin Ji's heavy body followed suit.

Before Ning Chen recovered his senses, Qin Ji pulled his legs apart, removed the underwear and rope stuck between his buttocks, and pushed in again.

At this time, Ning Chen was tied with a leather rope and a collar, and his body was covered with signs of being abused, as well as his own semen, while Qin Ji was fully clothed, with only the chain of his trousers unzipped.

The lace that was blindfolded had been removed, and Ning Chen was able to see the man on his body clearly.

Qin Ji's face was full of lust, his straight eyebrows were furrowed, his wolf-like sharp eyes fixed on Ning Chen, his sharp lips parted slightly, exhaling bursts of moist heat.

The look of him enjoying sex was like an aphrodisiac to Ning Chen, his genitals that had just softened not long ago stood up tremblingly again.

Qin Ji noticed the change in him, and laughed teasingly. Under Ning Chen's gaze, he raised his legs, bit the soft flesh on the inside of his thighs, and pushed harder.Every time the submerged cock is pulled out, the tender meat of the hole is brought out, and then it is pushed back hard, and the room is filled with lustful sounds.

"Ah... uncle, husband, master... um... hurry up..."

Ning Chen went crazy with joy, calling Qin Ji indiscriminately.The leather rope on his body bound him tightly, and every time Qin Ji pumped and rubbed against his skin, it brought an indescribable numbness.These ropes are like Qin Ji himself, tying Ning Chen without leaving any gaps, suffocating him, but at the same time giving him enough sense of security, Ning Chen even hopes that these ropes can be tighter, tighter.

Qin Ji tensed all his muscles, and focused all his attention on his lower body. Ning Chen's pussy sucked him to death. Every time he thrust and thrust, the string stuck between his thighs rubbed against Qin Ji's genitals. bring strange pleasure.

He turned Ning Chen over and over again and changed several positions, and finally let him sit on him, held him firmly in his arms, and shot deep into Ning Chen's acupuncture points a few times.