Lian Jue used his fingers to stumble in his body for a while, and Chen Tingwei couldn't stand it anymore and lay on the kitchen table begging him: "Come in..."

Lian Jue slid down his hand on Shen Tingwei's back, held his soft buttocks and rubbed them hard, and pinched a red mark on his snow-white buttocks.

His butt was sticking out and he looked so hard that he looked like an animal dominated by physiological desires. He felt rebellious.

The more Chen Tingwei was anxious to rub against himself, the more Lian Jue rubbed his fingers deliberately. He slowly shook his fingers inside, and his slightly protruding knuckles became deeper and deeper. His finger belly slowly rolled over the bulge in his inner wall until his two fingers were completely eaten by his soft hole.

Chen Ting's thin sweater hem, which was not in the way, was pulled onto his back, and his slender waist was arched in a beautiful curve. The voice squeezed out from his throat was not satisfied, and he was humming with a crying voice.

Lian Jue's big hand held his butt, pinched the soft flesh on his fingertips and spread the buttocks with his fingers pressed the soft tender flesh and thrust inside, and fucked the transparent and tiny foam at the mouth of his red hole.

His slender fingers were swallowed and spitted unroutedly by Chen Ting. His fingers were like a layer of transparent film, and wet water flowed down his fingers, making even the cuffs of Jue's shirt wet.

Chen Ting was about tortured by him, so he grabbed his hand with his back, and was tied up by Lian Jue and locked his arm on his back and could not move.

Lian Jue leaned over and pressed his back, looked at Chen Ting's face, which was not steeped red by desire, and his lips slightly separated. He deliberately tortured him, pulled his fingers out and retreated to the hole of the hole, and gently rubbed the wrinkles with his vaginal fluid.

Chen Ting moaned in a daze, and then opened and closed the back as if he was breathing. Lian Jue's fingertips were kissed there as soon as they touched them. He sucked them in and pulled them in. Lian Jue made half of his fingers in and pulled them out again. Chen Ting was fucked by his fingers, and finally squinted his eyes and let out a breath.

Lian Jue's lips pressed against the small red mole on the tip of his ear, and his voice was low and sexy: "I still want it?"

"Well..." Chen Tingwei pursed his lips and slowly licked the piece of his mouth. The tip of his red tongue did not quickly retract it, and he held it a little bit in the crack of his lips.

It was so slutty that Lian Jue annoyed.

Lian Jue's lower abdomen was lit with a fire due to his appearance, and he lowered his head and kissed his mouth hard. His three fingers squeezed into Chen Ting's unsexy hole without any warning.

Chen Tingwei's moan was blocked by Lian Jue. Lian Jue's fingers bent, digging his wet and hot inner wall, and sucking Chen Tingwei's tongue in his mouth, licking and kissing, as frizzy as if he had never had sex.

Lian Jue was too rude. Chen Tingwei's tongue was so painful and numb that he sucked, and his fingers were filled with him. He was comfortable and uncomfortable, and his eyes were closed tightly.

Lian Jue looked at his trembling eyelashes and inserted his hard and swollen genitals between Chen Tingwei's thin white thighs. He touched his hands from Chen Tingwei's clothes and held his chest tightly.

Chen Ting was not held by him and supported himself with his upper body. He turned his head and was kissed fiercely by Lian Jue. The hot genitals buried in his thighs rubbed against his sensitive perineum. The slippery glans hit his tightly tight bag from time to time, making his body numb as if it had been electricity.

Chen Tingwei's hand climbed the faucet pillar beside the dishwasher, and his breath became more and more urgent. Before Lian Jue could push twice, he suddenly straightened his legs and groaned, and his mouth was blocked by Lian Jue and he moaned in a different tone.

Lian Jue's fingers were unable to move by the soft flesh that suddenly contracted inside him. The arm that was holding his chest stretched down and touched it, only to find that Chen Ting had not ejaculated, and his penis trembled and half erect in front of him.

His kiss left Chen Tingwei's lips. The flesh inside Chen Tingwei still sucked his fingers flatteringly. He slapped his fingers lightly and heavily on the tip of his butt before he successfully pulled out his fingers.

When the fingers left, the soft flesh sucked his hand and let out a "pop" sound, which was a bit funny.

Chen Tingwei's semen was covered with his hands. Lian Jue frowned and wanted to rub against Chen Tingwei's clothes. When his hand touched Chen Tingwei's clothes, he suddenly changed his mind and still touched his lower abdomen along the clothes.

His fingers with semen were slightly cool, rubbing against Shen Ting's small nipples that were still standing. The after-warm temperature of the climax had not passed yet. Chen Ting was extremely sensitive, and his spine was leaning against Lian Jue's chest. Lian Jue could clearly feel his body trembling.

It was that kind of tiny trembling, trembling with the teasing in Lian Jue's hands.

He casually tweaked his hand on his chest a few times before stretching it out along the collar. Lian Jue kissed his temples, and the things smeared on Shen Tingwei's face had a very light fishy smell. Lian Jue's fingers stroked his lips and said in his ear: "Hold it."

Lian Jue was too fierce to Chen Ting in love, so he always felt a little gentle when he heard these soft words, and Chen Ting subconsciously did what he said.

His hot mouth wrapped around Lian Jue's index finger, and his soft and wet tongue gently licked his fingertips.

Lian Jue bit his ears, itchy, and breathing very hotly, and unexpectedly gave Chen Tingwei an illusion of being rubbed against his ears in his lover.

Before Chen Ting could come to his senses, Lian Jue's penis suddenly stepped into his anus and started fucking without any transition.

Chen Tingwei opened his mouth and was about to scream, but another finger was stuffed into his mouth. He put two fingers into his mouth, pulled out his tongue, hugged him in his arms and fucked his hole hard.

Lian Jue didn't wear a condom this time, Chen Ting was shocked and subconsciously struggled. Lian Jue's hand that was wet from behind reached out to pinch his half-soft genitals.

"Don't fucking move."

Lian Jue was breathing heavily. Chen Tingwei's hole was too wet and soft. It was a completely different feeling than yesterday when he was wearing a condom. He could even feel more and more water inside Chen Tingwei, and his tight and sensitive tender flesh was slightly contracted by him.

While fucking him, Lian Jue asked in his ear: "Didn't you ask me to come in just now? Why are you pretending to be a pure slut now?"

Chen Ting was sobbing that he couldn't speak, and the saliva secreted from his mouth flowed along the back of Lian Jue's hands.

The flat floor on the first floor had a wide view, and the bright lights were hanging on his head, making Chen Ting dizzy. He closed his eyes and felt even more embarrassed. His ears were filled with his moans, Lian Jue's breathing, the crisp sound of the bag hitting his butt and the sound of water when the penis thrust in his body.

Lian Jue fucked him from behind for a while, and his pants were half hanging in his knees, which was in the way.

Lian Jue pulled out his cock from Chen Tingwei's body. He knocked Chen Tingwei's thighs into red, and there was a piece of water hanging on it. Lian Jue couldn't help but slapped him.

"It's so much water if you insert it twice."

Chen Ting was so painful that he was beaten by him. He bit his tongue without control and tears fell down immediately.

Lian Jue turned the person around and saw the tears on his face, frowned again: "Why are you crying?

Before Chen Ting was picked up by him, the tingling sensation on the tip of his tongue had not passed, and he couldn't hold back his tears, so he rubbed against Lian Jue's collar.

Lian Jue put the man on the marble table, unbuttoned the two shirts on the collar, took off his clothes from the top of his head, and wiped his face twice with the shirt.

Chen Tingwei's pants were pulled off by Lian Jue, and his thin waist and hips were embedded between his legs. Then he pulled Chen Tingwei's white and thin calves and took them forward.

Chen Ting didn't see any dizziness in front of him, and his whole back fell on the kitchen counter. Lian Jue's palm placing a little behind his head, not letting him hit the marble surface firmly.

It’s not that Lian Jue is so considerate. If he really gets kowtow, he will have to cry for a while. It’s a problem. For the first time, he saw a man who is not as coquettish as Chen Ting, he would cry even if he had sex, and even if he had a pain.

The width of the kitchen counter was not enough, and half of Chen Ting's body was hanging down from the air. He was startled and worried that he would fall down. His legs subconsciously wrapped around Lian Jue's waist to maintain balance.

Lian Jue inserted it in this position. After moving twice, Chen Ting did not act like a demon again. He stretched his legs on his waist forward, and pushed him out with his knees against his hips.

"What do you want to do again?" Lian Jue stopped impatiently.

"set……"

"You are so fucked so much and are still afraid of getting sick?"

Chen Ting's eyes were red and his eyes were so pitiful that he looked at him with a hint of pleading.

Lian Jue was seen harder by his eyes, and he just wanted to fuck him to death. He pulled his legs apart and held them with his arms, and pushed them hard inside.

"Don't worry, I'm not sick."

Chen Tingwei's voice was broken by him, and he couldn't speak later and he could only frown and moan.

Chen Ting was really spoiled without success. Lian Jue played him for a long time. When he fucked him hard, he cried and shouted, saying it was too deep. Please Lian Jue be gentler.

Lian Jue looked like he was crying so uncomfortable, and he had no choice but to let him go. He thought that there was at least something to do next time to stick to his mouth.

Later, Chen Tingwei ejaculated again, and shot tremblingly on Lian Jue's abdominal muscles.

Lian Jue lifted up his clothes and smeared the things he had ejaculated back on his nipples. Later, he wanted to ejaculate, so he simply picked up the person from the kitchen counter and fucked him with his thighs.

Chen Ting was not so weak that his whole body was so weak that he ejaculated twice but he had no strength, but he only had the tailbone on the edge of the platform. The focus point was too small, so he couldn't hold on to his body, so he had to hug Lian Jue's neck nervously.

His soft lips were pressed against Lian Jue's neck, and his movements were rubbing against his neck as if he was fucked by Lian Jue.

Then his lips were kissed, and the force of his impact was heavier and heavier every time, and Lian Jue's breathing was also heavy.

Chen Tingwei's eyes suddenly opened wide, and he struggled to push Lian Jue. Lian Jue felt annoyed, hugged the person and left the kitchen counter, kissed his lips and refused to let him speak.

The only support point was gone, and Chen Ting didn't fall down due to his struggle, and Lian Jue's genitals suddenly went deeper due to his movements.

Chen Tingwei shook a little, and even Jue was stunned.

"No..." Chen Ting grabbed his shoulder nervously and shook his head hard, his eyelids as red as if they were dyed with rouge, "No..."

The glans pressed against the wet and hot place, as if it was pushed to the head, and it seemed that it could go deeper. Lian Jue frowned and tentatively bumped into it.

Chen Ting closed his eyes in pain: "Well..."

Lian Jue's breathing suddenly became thick and heavy. The glans was wrapped in a tight and wet narrow gap, and it quickly contracted inside to suck him tightly, as if a small mouth was sucking him hard. The unprecedented pleasure suddenly broke through all his reason.

He hugged Chen Tingwei tightly, put his forehead on Shen Tingwei's hot shoulders, panted and quickly pushed it in for more than a dozen times, and finally injected a large stream of semen into Chen Tingwei's body.

Chen Ting was not shivering by his hot semen, his head was buried in Lian Jue's shoulders, his hands climbed on his arm, trimmed his smooth nails and clenched on the tense muscles on Lian Jue's arms.

It didn't hurt much, Lian Jue just thought he was happy, and hugged Chen Tingwei for a long time. The inside of Chen Tingwei still bit his cock and refused to let go.

Lian Jue felt comfortable, so he didn't rush to leave, and walked to the sofa with the person in his arms.

Chen Ting had not straddled his body, his head was buried on his shoulders, and his body was still shaking gently.

Lian Jue was fun in sexual matters, and he was a little more patient than before. He hugged his back and slowly followed his spine that was prominent due to his thinness, and said funny: "You are so happy?"

The person in his arms did not speak a word or move.

After a while, Lian Jue felt something was wrong. He grabbed Chen Tingwei's neck and lifted the person from his shoulders. He realized that Chen Tingwei could not open his eyes because of crying, his eyelashes were wet with tears, and his expression seemed to be inseparable from Shuang.

Before Chen Ting was pulled up by him, he frowned and raised his hand and slapped him away the hand that he was pinching on the back of his neck.

The force is quite strong, the slap is crisp, and the back of Lian Jue's hand is a little numb.

Chen Tingwei's voice was hoarse and his voice was trembling, but his tone was fierce: "Go away!"

Lian Jue didn't understand what he had suddenly had a temper. The tenderness just now disappeared in a blink of an eye. He pressed his waist and pushed it hard inside him, with a strong displeasure between his eyebrows.
Chapter completed!