Those Days of Hunting Demons and Devils

Why did this happen? Ji Yan originally wanted to go home if he was injured. If Buddha did not leave today, and if he returned to the house early today, such absurd things would not happen, and he has not yet known the identity of the other party.

Ji Yan's heart was full of guilt. On the one hand, he felt guilty about his own maiden, on the other hand, he hated that his aura could not be recovered. He just wanted to end everything soon... The lions in "mating" would stop so easily Moreover, he is still in estrus, and he can’t stop it, even the Nine Emperor can’t control himself... The Nine Emperor screams from the beast, his body stiffens, and his fiery desire pushes harder into the man’s body. , Directly into the depths, the melted liquid slides down the man’s thighs, and the place where the two are connected rubs, and with the constant friction, the obscene water sounds of “squeak” and “squeak” are issued, as each time the desire The inner wall was brought up with a strange and shameful feeling... There was heat on the man's face, the man's chest was against the man's body, and the lower body was pushed forward with force to make the man's body move up, Until the man was squeezed to the head of the bed, his back against the hollow carved head of the bed, the depth of the inside made his legs cramp, the man's hips were lifted, separated, squeezed, kneaded.

This series of movements made the man's breathing messy, and he kept panting. The other person's naked chest seemed to touch the man's chest as if the man's honey-colored skin was covered with thin sweat... .

The clouds covering Haoyue outside the window gradually dissipated, and the moonlight slanted into the room through the hazy light of the paper window. On the big bed, the two people who were intertwined could see each other's appearance... Frowning, he couldn't believe that the man who was hugging his waist, squeezing his hips, and forcing his desire into his body, was... actually... a little lazy in his eyes. The white-haired young man, his snow-white hair, wobbled slowly with his shaking movements, and the handsome face, which was not as delicate as ordinary people, made the man ashamed of himself, and seemed to be aware of the man's disappointment and consternation. The Nine Emperor stretched out his slender fingers and pinched the man's chin... He stretched his hand gently and pulled the man closer.

On the one hand, he squeezed the man's buttocks gently, and pushed that fiery desire into the man's hot and wet interior; on the other, he used his white and delicate nose, and the ambiguous outline was the silhouette of the man's profile... Suspense and confusion began again: "What are you... what are you? Who are you?" He was not sure if the nine emperors could hear the intermittent interrogation sound, he was almost bitten to the tongue, his body was in This continued to thrust in, getting more and more uncomfortable, he was almost forced to sit on the Nine Emperor.

This disgraceful gesture made him suffer.

It was at this time-the Nine Emperor couldn't control his desires, and overwhelmed the man in the messy bedding. Hearing the man's unbearable muffled sound, he hugged the man all over, and the man wrapped his bandaged arm around it. Nine Emperor's neck.

Soon, the man was taken off the bed.

The sound of the big bed was too loud to be heard in the next room. The Nine Emperor tore off the sheets and threw the man on the ground, starting a new round of offensive...