General Attack] Daily routine of cannon fodder drilling (high H, np)

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"Damn it... haha... bastard... don't let me catch you."

Even at this time, Mitchell did not intend to give in. Under Han Changfeng's manipulation, he uttered harsh words, only accompanied by moans. To Han Changfeng's ears, these words sounded more like flirting.

"Your cunt is so tight and a lot of water comes out. You're excited too, aren't you?"

Han Changfeng stroked his long, silky hair and fucked Mitchell's pussy until it made a popping sound.

"Shut up...haha..."

Waves of pleasure hit Mitchell, making him unable to restrain himself, and he let out small moans from time to time from his tightly biting mouth.

Mitchell never knew that the thing more unbearable than pain was lust.

"Haaaaah... let go... ahhh..."

Mitchell twisted around weakly, trying to break free from Han Changfeng's restraints. As his glans brushed across Sao Xin, Mitchell's whole body trembled, and he fell heavily into the clouds.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Most of Mitchell's steadiness that did not suit his age had disappeared, and the fragility between his brows and eyes made him feel a little more broken, making him look so lovable.

Han Changfeng grinded Mitchell's nipples, wanting to see his expression so happy that he cried.

"Haaahhhh... so... haaaaaa..."

Mitchell's body became softer and softer, her vagina was faintly red and swollen, and white foam began to gather on it.

"Is it about time? It sucks so hard."

Han Changfeng grabbed Mitchell's waist and violently penetrated the tighter and tighter cunt. It didn't take long before the inexperienced Mitchell couldn't control himself and leaked.

“Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…bastard aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…”

There was a hint of crying in Mitchell's voice, and he reached climax under Han Changfeng's body. The cock in front of him spurted out stream after stream of semen without any stroking, and fell on Mitchell's white body. It looked like So tempting.

"Comfortable?"

Han Changfeng chuckled, and Mitchell opened his red eyes and stared at him angrily.

Han Changfeng anticipated this scene and did not continue to ask further questions. When Mitchell still had time to react, he moved again.

"Wait haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaah...How could aaaaaah..."

How could someone get so hard so quickly? Mitchell was forced to shake his body, his cock swaying in the air.

Han Changfeng pinched his cock and grinded it wantonly, making Mitchell's moans even more unbearable.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

Knowing that his resistance was futile, Mitchell temporarily gave up his struggle. Looking at the man moving on his body, something strange quickly flashed through his heart. Before he could react, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Han Changfeng leaned down and left marks on his body. Although he would not be taken out of Mengjing, it gave Mitchell the illusion of being marked.

"Ahhhhhhh... don't suck... haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa but a