Taming the Enemy (Bisexual)

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*Flower insertion on the clitoral ring, Baldwin's confession, instant orgasm

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Both of them were completely lost in desire, overlapping each other on the cramped sofa.

Baldwin's thick penis was thrusting rapidly in and out of the pink and plump little pussy of the girl beneath him. The hideous shaft was pulled out of the hole and then fiercely inserted again. The scrotum slapped heavily on the soft flesh around the pussy, fucking Yaheng so hard that he couldn't even scream.

Because of being raped for a long time, the female vagina had been stretched into an almost transparent little sheath of flesh, and the uterus had been pierced mercilessly, making Yaheng think that his stomach was going to leak. He grabbed Baldwin's hand and put it on his stomach as if asking for help, asking the man to help him repair his body.

Seeing that the young master beneath him could no longer bear it and began to spasm, Baldwin felt his lower body getting harder and harder, and he pumped it so quickly that it seemed like it was on fire. Amid Yaheng's fragmented screams, he fiercely bit his lips, and with amazing willpower he pulled his penis out of the pussy, then ejaculated fiercely towards Yaheng's open thighs and soft belly.

"......Ah!" Yaheng screamed with his head raised. Even though the penis was pulled out, he still had the illusion that the ugly thing was still inside his body, poking at the fragile center of his hole. He opened his mouth wide and obediently opened his body under the cock, letting Baldwin's semen pour between his white legs.

Baldwin leaned over the blond young man, breathing heavily. He looked at Yaheng's confused face, and reached out to touch Yaheng's flat belly - which had just been bulged out by the rough cock. The thin belly obediently showed the shape of the penis, just as hard as Yaheng's little mouth.

Baldwin thought about it and watched with fascination. He used his fingers to separate Yaheng's slightly trembling labia. There was a transparent juice hanging on the labia, which disappeared with Baldwin's movement.

It would tremble as soon as it was penetrated, and the narrow cavity would always wrap around the penis and suck it, which made Baldwin love it so much.

Yaheng was still shivering with his hands covering his eyes, immersed in the afterglow of the climax and unable to break free. Baldwin pulled the blond fool's hand and pulled his arm to sit up. The man hugged him and used bottled mineral water and a towel to help him clean his lower body.

Yaheng had his thighs exposed from beginning to end, like a naked frog, and Baldwin used the rough cloth to scratch his clitoris which was tied with a ring. He groaned and clenched Baldwin's collar, tears streaming down his face.

The pants that Yaheng was wearing when he came were already dirty, with two men's semen and Yaheng's vaginal fluid on them. So Yaheng simply wore black socks. So Baldwin didn't let him wear pants, but just gave his knee-length windbreaker to Yaheng.

Baldwin was taller than Baldwin to begin with, and the windbreaker was known as the robe of an "artist", so it completely covered Yaheng's naked lower body.

The blond young man's cheeks were red and swollen, and the corners of his eyes were also very red. The snot and tears on his face had been wiped clean by Baldwin. At this moment, he was unconsciously pursing his lips slightly and staring at the floor, belatedly realizing that he felt awkward and ashamed of his behavior.

Baldwin could see that Yaheng, who was completely wrapped in his windbreaker, was hanging his head in frustration, with a small whorl hidden in the middle of his golden hair - he wanted to stick his dick on it, and wanted to stain Yaheng's silky hair with his semen.