Perfect Insect Life [Zerg attack] MTL

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26. Artest's bedtime night releases wings and worm patterns

After Vera came to Bai's house, she shared part of Artest's work, which also included "serving the bed". If there is no special explanation, the two worms usually serve the male worm alternately, and today is Artest's turn. Paleo tucked into the quilt and lay down, and saw his little bugs tidying up this one, groping for that one, hesitating for a long time but not planning to leave, he couldn't help snickering in his heart: Humph, I can't hold back anymore !

"Master... I, I'm going to sleep next to you, call me whenever you need." After everything was cleaned up, the master still didn't call him, it seems that he won't be asked to stay overnight tonight. Artest was disappointed in his heart, but finally opened his mouth and planned to go out.

He has been with the male for many years, and Vera has only been here for a few days, the male is very interested in him, and it is inevitable that he will love him more. Intellectually, Artest thought all these things clearly, and he was tolerant and gentle towards Vera, but he still felt unavoidable in his heart. He is the personal servant of the master who has passed Ming Dao, and the future female servant can live in the living room of the master. Whenever it was Vera's turn to serve, Artest's heart trembled and yearned for the female's tangled moaning and moaning, which was tangled in comfort and pain. Recalling the male worm's play with his body, Artest didn't need to watch, just by the female yell, he could guess how the male worm fucked, whether it was light or heavy. These days, the male worm occasionally invites him to sleep, but he will not be as wild and unsatisfied as before. He must have vented enough, which makes Artest feel more and more uncomfortable. how long.

"Oh, I need it right now..." Paleo rolled in the quilt, rolled himself into a chrysalis, and murmured coquettishly to the lonely war worm.

"Master!" Artest turned around almost immediately and ran to the bed, the excitement and joy on his face was so obvious.

"Come up soon and give me a hug."

As soon as Paleo finished speaking, Artest quickly stripped himself naked, climbed onto the bed, and then was tangled in thinking about how to get into the quilt tightly occupied by the male worm.

"Oh, I can't wait!" Paleo teased with a playful look in his eyes, and rolled to the side, revealing the corner of the quilt that was pressed down, and signaled the little attendant to come and get under the quilt.

"Master... Master... Artai misses you so much." Artai, who was so eager to get close to the male, could no longer care about being shy when being teased. He really hasn't been satisfied for a moment for so many days. It's not about his body, but It's because my heart is empty and panicked, and I have nowhere to go. Finally, the male returned to teasing him again, and Artest got into the quilt very quickly, heaved a sigh of happiness in his heart, hugged the male in his arms, and let the male lean on his strong and full chest muscles .

"I see you every day and still think so? Is it because the ass is thinking?" Seductive! This is absolutely seduction! Damn, who said that Artest is simple and honest, this guy must have known his Achilles' heel, and pressed him on his strong big chest when he came up, making his nose itchy. Paleo secretly took a sip of saliva. He has indeed doted on Vera more recently. On the one hand, it is to strengthen Vera's sense of belonging, and on the other hand, he also intends to be jealous of his caring little servant. It's just that it seems that he has played too much, and Artest has been made to wilt. It's poor, but in the end it's not his own love.

"I think, I think about it all the time, I think about it everywhere, in my heart, in my body, in my ass...I also think about it." Artest's face was hot, and he could still deceive himself with those obscenities he said when he was held down and fucked by the male. The bully treats it like fucked-up gibberish. At this moment, they are just chatting under the quilt, each word of such provocative words seems to bite insects, and Artest can't stand the irritation.