Chapter 11

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The blush on Shen Tingwei’s face has not faded yet. He brought on the anger of being humiliated by Lian Jue. He glared at Lian Jue with tears in his eyes. The red eyes didn’t seem to lose his temper but he seemed to be pampered and arrogant as soon as he got a little sweetness.

With his temper, he wanted to get up from Lian Jue’s legs but he refused to climb Lian Jue’s shoulders and propped himself up on his knees.

The tight and hot genital cavity sucked up Lian Jue’s penis. Lian Jue gasped. When he got up, Lian Jue grabbed Shen Tingwei’s narrow waist and pressed the person back to his crotch.

Shen Tingwei’s knee didn’t have any strength and he took him to half fall back. The thing in his body slammed back into the depths of his genital cavity.

Lian Jue’s entire penis was inserted very deep. The head of his penis was mixed with hot semen against the genital cavity that he was fucking open. He leaned on the back of the sofa and looked down at Shen Tingwei’s waist that was being fucked slowly by him. The slowly erected penis pressed harder on Shen Tingwei’s waist pressing his ass to grind on his own crotch.

His glands rubbed against the deep inner wall of Shen Tingwei and the genital cavity that had been forced into it was like a fragile mimosa. After he rubbed it lightly twice, it closed and the tighter it became.

The intense numbness has been spreading from the crushed genital cavity to the caudal vertebrae. Shen Tingwei’s waist was so soft that he could hardly straighten up. He was pressed into his arms by Lian Jue, half shoving and half connivance for a long time.

This time when Lian Jue shot inside. Shen Ting didn’t resist anymore, maybe he was out of strength. Lian Jue put one arm around his back and reached out to help him out with the other.

Shen Tingwei ejaculated several times in the night and what came out was light and thin in color.

Lian Jue dragged his sweater to wipe his hands and laughed at him at the same time: “I was fucked.”

When he exited from Shen Tingwei, it brought out a sticky string of fluid, the semen was mixed and inserted. The fluid dripped down the stem and roots, moistening Lian Jue’s curly and lush pubic hair.

He wanted to say that Shen Tingwei should lick him clean but when he raised his eyes. He saw Shen Tingwei sitting next to him with his body curled and his knees tucked. He got up and went to the bathroom of the guest bedroom on the first floor to take a shower.

He didn’t take a change of clothes, and only came out wrapped in a bathrobe after taking a shower with a strap loosely tied around his waist.

Shen Tingwei was still in the same posture sitting on the sofa with his legs folded, his chin resting on his knees, his eyes drooping and not knowing what he was thinking.

Lian Jue glanced at him and went to the sink to get a glass of water.

The direct drinking machine has not been used for a long time. After turning

it on, there is a gurgling sound and after a while, the water came out.

Shen Ting’s hoarse voice was mixed with the sound of flowing water: “I want to take a bath.”

The sound of water stopped.

Lian Jue turned his back to Shen Tingwei, took the cup and sipped: “Wait for me to hug you?”

Shen Tingwei got up from the sofa, stretched out his sweater. The slightly longer hem could barely cover his hips, semen mixed with his fluid is slowly dripping on his thighs. There are dark red finger marks on his white legs.

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