The Prisoner (Imprisoned High H)

rewarded to you by the owner (H)

The person outside the door looked inside vigilantly, holding the mobile phone with trembling hands, and walking towards the end of the corridor. The alarm phone stopped on the screen. Startled, he turned his head to look.

　It was the man who was on guard just now.

　In the shady corridor, the rain and wind blew from the window, the water droplets hit the back of his bare hands, goose bumps all over his body, and the man looked at him coldly.

　"Give me your phone," he said.

　Zheng Cheng put the phone behind him and smiled at him, "Mr. Ning, what's the matter? There is a public phone at the front desk of the hospital. If you need it, you can go there."

　"I asked you to give me your phone, but I can't listen. Understand!"

　The decibels increased, the man raised his foot and walked towards him, the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground was deafening, and the background software had been quickly closed between his fingers, clearing the record just now.

　When he walked in front of him, he had already taken out the phone from the back, pinched it with his fingers and handed it to him.

　Ning Hesheng had a calm face, took his mobile phone, and completely dispelled his thoughts. 　"I know what you're thinking now. You definitely want to call the police and accuse

　me of child abuse by pressure. It's a pity that you won't get what you want."

Press quickly.

　In just one minute, he had placed the screen of his mobile phone in front of him, with two strings of familiar phone numbers on it.

　I just heard the man's gloomy tone, "I have written down your family's phone number. If you dare to call the police, I will be the first to harm them. If you have the ability, you can try and see if the police catch me first or You go to the funeral first."

　Zheng Cheng's hands were shaking, and in panic, he just pretended to have a calm, ugly smile, "First, sir, if you think too much, I won't call the police."

　"Heh." He sneered, pinching his long fingers. He turned the phone around and put it on his palm, "I hope so."

　Ning Hesheng put away the phone and turned to go to the ward. The fingers of the people behind him were trembling, and the firm and righteous thoughts just now disappeared.

　

　

　

　

　It was the second night when Ning Li woke up. She had been in a coma for more than a day and her fever had subsided. Her whole body was covered with a lot of white gauze. Even moving it was painful, especially her thighs. out.

　The curtains of the ward were drawn. She had long been used to this kind of darkness, but she had seen the light and began to yearn for it again.

　The door of the ward was pushed open. It was a familiar person. Under the warm quilt, his small body began to tremble.

　The door was closed and locked, and Ning Hesheng had already come to her side again. The big hand attacked her, causing her to subconsciously shrink her shoulders and close her eyes to avoid it.

　But those hands just fell on her forehead, feeling her temperature.

　The most gentle way made her vigilance just now shattered into a mess, "Lord, Master..."

　She missed him so much and how gentle he looked to her.

　"Since you don't have a fever, then serve me." He

　grabbed her hair and lifted it up, ignoring the pain on her body, and put her face close to his crotch, in a commanding tone, "Hurry up!"

　Ning Li was wronged again . She didn't want to cry, her legs trembled softly, she knelt down on the bed slowly, the pain still forced her tears out.

　Looking at her movements, Ning Hesheng suddenly bent down and stroked her face gently and delicately. His voice changed from serious and suddenly soft.

　"Damn, I haven't fucked you for a day. It's very uncomfortable down there, and I can't fuck you. Help me out."

　She hadn't been exposed to such tenderness for a long time, and her tears kept falling, calling her, "Master ."

　His fingers wiped away her tears, the corners of his lips smiled warmly, and he saw the original love in his eyes again.

　So she endured the pain, knelt on the bed obediently, pulled down his pants and underwear, and licked him hard.

　The male on the tip of the nose has a strong smell and a faint pungent smell. It seems that he has not taken a bath in a day.

　The soft meat cock swelled more and more in her mouth, and she couldn't hold it anymore. Just as she was about to step back, the hands pressed down on the back of her head again and pressed hard.

　The man said in a comfortable hoarse voice, "Tighten your throat, yes... Deeper it!"

　Ning Li endured the discomfort of vomiting, trying to make him more comfortable, he inserted the cock into his throat, opened his mouth wide, the corners of his mouth opened. It has been torn apart, and the pain has stimulated tears.

　He patted her on the head, "move by yourself, hurry up."

　"Hmm." The

　little hand held his balls softly, opened his mouth wide, moved his head, twitched and poked, the head of the penis went in and out of the throat, from His gaze saw her head swaying, swallowing the giant under him, and smiled contentedly.

　Enjoying this comfort, she picked up her hair, "Good, this is right, go deeper, don't force me to press your mouth." The

　head of the penis poked into the soft throat, trying to stuff the whole cock into his own. The esophagus, the tip of the nose rubbed against the hard pubic hair, itchy, and the taste became stronger.

　Ning Li closed her eyes and shoved her cock into it desperately. Even if she wanted to vomit instinctively, she wouldn't dare to spit it out. This would make him very comfortable.

　The person he trained by himself is so obedient now that he can be his own crotch slave obediently by coaxing him, but he is so obedient.

　Her life and thoughts are all in her own hands.

　After all, she couldn't help it, her speed was too slow, she grabbed the hair at the back of her head, stabbed her desperately into her esophagus, slapped her head back and forth, and poked in again and again, without giving her any breathing space, herself. He was so comfortable that he raised his head and breathed hastily, so comfortable that it was like an explosion, and a flush appeared on the man's face.

　"Uh... Deeper, deeper!" I want to puncture her throat!

　The corners of Ning Li's mouth began to tear again, she didn't dare to close it, she was about to roll her eyes in suffocation, and a pair of small hands quickly kneaded his balls, trying to make him come out quickly, she was about to die.

　He only heard a muffled roar in his ears, knowing that his hope was coming, the meat cock slammed into the esophagus, and with a shake, a large amount of semen shot into his throat, retched out his tongue, and suffered. Sticky semen.

　Ning Hesheng pulled out his cock violently, giving her enough room to breathe.

　Before she could relax completely, he put the cock into her mouth again, sobbing and holding onto his thigh, the scalp's hand was tightening, he smiled grimly, "Take it, slut, the master rewarded you urine."