Taming the Enemy (Bisexual)

10

*The enemy's lewd juice leaked all over the chair, and he was punished for being stubborn and hit by the corner of the table.

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After Yaheng left that day, Baldwin fell asleep until the afternoon. Fortunately, he had no classes all day. When he opened the door in the evening to prepare for the takeaway, he noticed the private swelling-reducing ointment he ordered yesterday at the door.

Baldwin touched his nose. Even though the person who needed it had long since run away, for some unknown reason, Baldwin still chose not to throw away the tube of ointment - it was not that he looked down on Yaheng, but that idiot probably wouldn't know how to apply medicine to himself. Even Yaheng might not know what medicine to apply to his two little mouths below.

Although the two of them didn't get along, they still had a friendship as they grew up together. Baldwin thought about it and put the tube of ointment into his backpack, ready to bring it to the troublesome and delicate kid during the public class the next day.

What is his enemy who cannot take care of himself doing now? He should get naked as soon as he gets home.

Maybe Yaheng was at a loss as he spread his legs, hugging his two swollen holes, but he couldn't show his broken pussy to others, so he could only cry.

Yaheng would definitely not squeeze his thighs together because it would be too painful. Being as delicate as a little girl, he would definitely not choose to endure that pain.

Maybe he was crying on top, and the bottom would cry too, all three mouths crying together... Baldwin thought, his eyes dark and unclear. He wiped his face hard, trying to drive out the sexual fantasies that almost made him hard from his mind.

——He is really crazy. Is he thinking about Yaheng and getting horny now?

Baldwin went to the bathroom to wash his face, trying to sober himself up with cold water. When he passed by the lost vibrator controller, Baldwin remembered the little thing that was eaten by Yaheng's soft buttocks.

He didn't think that Yaheng would keep it in his mouth. Yaheng, who was a rebellious person, would probably take the vibrator out of his anus and throw it into the trash can as soon as he got home.

Thinking of this, Baldwin inexplicably felt a little regretful. He stared at the small switch, fiddling with it with his fingers out of boredom, and pushed the vibrator directly to the highest level.

Next time, I must make Yaheng cry with the vibrator in his mouth, Baldwin secretly vowed in his heart.

The public class on the second day was in the second period in the morning. Baldwin put the tube of ointment into the pocket of his windbreaker and rushed to the classroom early. He couldn't explain why he was so concerned about Yaheng's health, but there was no doubt that he wanted to do it, so he did it.

He propped his head up on the table, fiddling with the switch of the vibrator that no one could control, and completely treated the little thing as a toy to kill time: sometimes he turned it to the maximum gear, and sometimes he turned it off - Baldwin even thought maliciously that he wondered where Yaheng had thrown the vibrator. If it was in the trash can at home, he wondered if the loudly vibrating vibrator would be discovered by the maid who was cleaning.

Thinking of this, he deliberately did something naughty again and turned the vibrator to the maximum.

After a while, some classmates came into the classroom one after another. Baldwin noticed that the girl in the same major who usually stuck with Yaheng had also arrived, but today she came alone, and Yaheng was not around.