After Beta rebirth

5 legjob

The moan just now seemed to be Yan Zhi'an's reaction while he was half asleep. Xu Yanzhao waited for a long time, but could not wait for any more movement from the other party.

He didn't seem to wake up from what just happened.

But Xu Yanzhao finally woke up a little and didn't dare to continue torturing the soft flesh that was almost branded with marks. He just buried his face in Yan Zhi'an's neck, greedily sniffing the other person's scent.

However, some of the body's reactions were obviously beyond the control of his consciousness.

He felt that the shape of the thing pressing against his butt became more and more obvious, and the temperature transmitted through the fabric became higher and higher. Yan Zhi'an's body couldn't help but feel a little stiff. He could clearly feel Xu Yanzhao's breath spraying on the back of his neck, becoming rapid and heavy.

"What should I do," a low and hoarse voice with obvious lust sounded next, and Yan Zhi'an could hear the strong suppression and patience in it, "I know I shouldn't..."

The thing poking at Yan Zhi'an's butt moved slightly and squeezed into the crack of his buttocks through the fabric, making its presence known by jumping.

Xu Yanzhao opened his lips slightly, carefully avoiding the position of the glands, and took the skin on the side of Yan Zhi'an's neck, nibbling and licking it with force that would not leave any traces, and the things under him also poked at him slightly. , as if to relieve his unquenchable thirst in this way. But it is obvious that this kind of behavior has no effect except making the desire to restrain more intense. Yan Zhi'an felt the breath falling on the side of his neck, so hot that it almost set him on fire. Where his lower body was touched in an obscene way, waves of numbness spread uncontrollably.

Finally, Yan Zhi'an took a deep breath when he heard that Xu Yanzhao's patience had reached its limit. Then the hand that was on his lower abdomen moved away, pulled the edge of his pajama pants, carefully moved down, and pulled the clothes on his lower body bit by bit to the base of his legs. Immediately afterwards, the frighteningly hot thing came up from behind, pressed against the base of his legs, and slowly pushed into the space between his legs.

Xu Yanzhao's penis was very long. When his strong buttocks pressed tightly against the tip of Yan Zhi'an's buttocks, the slightly upturned and huge glans had already poked into Yan Zhi'an's peacefully sleeping soft flesh. The Qiujie meridian beats vigorously, giving vivid stimulation to the sensitive skin on the inner thigh.

Yan Zhi'an couldn't help but be in a daze, and for a moment he couldn't realize what he was doing. But soon, his ability to think, which he had not lost, made him understand. While his cheeks were burning, he felt a little relieved in his heart. Immediately, Yan Zhi'an couldn't help but spit on his reaction in his heart.

Just because Xu Yanzhao didn't do the most unacceptable thing, he felt that the other party was not that excessive. This was simply--

"...Hmm..." A slightly soft nasal voice came out unconsciously. Yan Zhi'an was so shocked that his own body froze uncontrollably, but the person behind him seemed to have experienced a similar situation before. There was only a slight pause, then he continued to move his hips, taking his sore-hard penis and pumping it between Yan Zhi'an's legs.

Perhaps he was worried that he would wake up the sleeping person, so he did not move quickly. With each stroke, he retreated his cock to the very back, leaving only the glans slightly stuck between his legs, and then moved it inch by inch. Insert it again until the round and hot tip is just a hair away from being able to penetrate the opponent's testicles without any obstruction.

"Uh, uh..." A moan that couldn't be swallowed in time escaped from between his lips. Yan Zhi'an suddenly clenched the sheets under his palms. It took almost all his willpower to avoid curling up and making an evasive move. move.

--He has never engaged in similar behavior with others.

Every intercourse in his memory was crazy and passionate. The person who violated him never gave him any chance to refuse or escape, and pushed him to a desperate situation with stimulation beyond his tolerance threshold. Yan Zhi'an sometimes even has the illusion that it is not sexual intercourse in the physical sense, but biting in a special sense, eating that belongs to the other person.

So he didn't know that this kind of behavior that didn't involve actual penetration, or even actual touching of his sexual organs, could produce such real sexual pleasure.

With difficulty, Yan Zhi'an suppressed the moan that almost overflowed from his throat. He did not dare to "wake up" at this time. He could only tremble and clamp his legs together, patiently waiting for this unexpected situation to end, but the excessively tight Instead, his senses became sharper. The touch of the cock with bulging veins brushing against his skin was too vivid. The kisses that landed on the side of his neck and glands from time to time were even more vivid. It constantly evoked strands of tingling electricity, making his body even more sensitive.

The breathing that fell on the back of his neck gradually became thick and rapid. The teeth biting the skin could not control the force for a few times, which even made Yan Zhi'an feel a little pain. He felt that the things pumping between his legs were getting stronger and stronger. Quickly, the skin on the inner thighs was hot and numb. He couldn't hold back the castrated penis in time several times, and it hit his testicles with great force. The suddenly intensified pleasure made his whole body feel a little uncontrollably. trembling.

"Zhi'an..." A low, hoarse voice full of lust fell into his ears. The vibration of his eardrums alone gave Yan Zhi'an an unbearable illusion.

"...Zhi'an..." The person behind him shouted again, his soft lips caressing and kissing the glands back and forth. The strong smell of tequila in the air made Yan Zhi'an's head dizzy, as if he were really After drinking, they usually feel a little tipsy. He could clearly feel Xu Yanzhao's violent desire to mark - he even felt that the next second, the other party would bite the skin on the back of his neck and forcibly inject his own pheromones into his incomplete glands. among.

Just like the other party has done countless times.

However, in the end, Xu Yanzhao just bit the collar of his pajamas hard, gasping and ejaculated on his legs. The thick and viscous liquid slowly slid down against the hot and numb skin. While it caused a slight itch, it also brought out a little shame that he had never experienced before and didn't know how to describe it, which made Yan Zhi'an involuntarily. He curled his toes and clamped his legs tightly, enduring the heat that swept over him little by little.

Xu Yanzhao buried his face in the crook of Yan Zhi'an's neck, greedily sniffing the fragrant citrus scent of the other person's body. It took him a while to get out of this unprecedented satisfying climax, and slowly and reluctantly pulled his penis out of Yan Zhi'an's neck. Yan Zhi'an pulled out from between his legs and gently lifted the quilt covering the two of them. He couldn't just leave what he got on the other person's body like this.

Reaching out for a pack of tissues on the bedside table, Xu Yanzhao did not dare to turn on the light. He carefully spread Yan Zhi'an's legs and carefully wiped the areas he had soiled. The other party seemed to be sleeping deeply and still showed no sign of waking up. However, his breathing was no longer even as before, telling Xu Yanzhao that he was not really unaware of what had just happened.

Accurately throwing the balled up tissue in his hand into the trash can not far away, Xu Yanzhao hesitated for a moment before tentatively touching Yan Zhi'an's crotch.

...hard.

This is a reaction that anyone with normal physiological functions would have.

Thinking of this, Xu Yanzhao couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

--This is Yan Zhi'an's reaction because of him.

Xu Yanzhao raised his head and looked at Yan Zhi'an, but he couldn't see his face clearly in the darkness. But this obviously does not affect what he will do next.

The large and warm palms wrapped around the meat tool that had raised its head under the previous stimulation, and rubbed and twisted it with less force - a sudden and more direct and intense pleasure than before suddenly surged up, making Yan Zhi'an's back tremble. Somewhat numb.

It's... damn.

Opening his mouth and biting the corner of the pillow, Yan Zhi'an struggled to suppress the moans that were about to come out. He felt that his behavior of pretending to sleep just now was simply the worst choice he had ever made.