Taming the Enemy (Bisexual)

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*Extra: Some shame 1: The enemy with swollen holes and a vibrator in his arms went home with difficulty

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After experiencing an extreme climax all night, Yaheng felt pretty bad.

When he woke up in the morning, what he saw was not the ceiling he was familiar with, but the silver-gray ceiling. He was familiar with his bed, and he always felt that the mattress under him was too hard, which made him extremely uncomfortable. Just when Yaheng wanted to turn over and sit up, his entire waist and below made a silent groan, as if he had been run over by a car and felt sore and painful.

Yaheng's drowsy brain finally realized that something was wrong. He suddenly pulled back the quilt and found that he was naked, with bruises and kiss marks all over his body. There were also several teeth marks on his chest, nipples, thighs, and even around his vulva. All of them were the worst affected areas.

Because of overuse, his two little holes were soft and opened outward, and his thighs subconsciously remained wide open. Yaheng clenched his teeth and secretly exerted force for a long time before closing his legs - but this would squeeze the swollen and painful labia between his legs. Yaheng forced himself to swallow the moans in his throat.

Yaheng turned his head with difficulty and suddenly found that there was someone lying next to him. The man was lying in the quilt with his back to him, shirtless, and his breathing was long and steady.

Yaheng looked at the man's exposed muscles with a complicated expression and immediately recognized that the man was his mortal enemy Baldwin who had humiliated him yesterday.

This bastard seemed to be very interested in the extra hole between his legs. When they were in bed, he wanted to pull the little flower off with his teeth and eat it. Yaheng didn't want to recall how Baldwin tortured him. He was like a broken sex doll that he would only toss over and over again. It was fine if he ejaculated, but he wanted to squeeze out every drop of juice in his body from that hole that shouldn't exist and present it to the man to please him.

It's really despicable. Yaheng frowned, looking at Baldwin who was still sleeping, holding the pillow tightly in his hands, and even thought: If Baldwin wakes up and threatens him with the hole below, he will kill him now.

Yaheng's teeth were chattering as he thought about it - but the submission that the man had caused last night when his terrifying penis had driven into his bones made him tremble even when he got close to the man's body. Yaheng felt a drop of cold sweat running down his forehead.

He fled from Baldwin's apartment - God knows how much energy he spent walking all the way to the elevator while holding on to the wall.

He could hardly stand steadily, and dared not take any steps. Even Baldwin's loose pants would inevitably rub against his tender inner thighs when he walked. Now, his entire lower body was burning with pain.

Not only that. The ill-fitting clothes were loosely put on Yaheng's body. After taking two steps, Yaheng tripped and saw that his pants were about to fall off. He quickly stretched out his fingers to pull his pants up to his waist - but he forgot that he was not wearing any underwear, and the crotch of his pants directly cut into the small hole between his legs. The rough cloth rubbed his clitoris fiercely, and the stimulation made his legs go weak and he knelt down against the wall.

——He can no longer walk this road. Yaheng's fingers were still tightly clenched on the waistband of his pants. Seeing that there was no one around, he couldn't help but purse his lips and sob in self-abandonment.

His cell phone was also missing. Yaheng didn't know how long he leaned against the corridor with trembling thighs to recover, and how he moved to the convenience store downstairs to borrow a cell phone to call the driver at home.

Just when he finally got the driver to pick him up and thought it was finally over, the driver in the front seat braked, causing Yaheng, who was sitting in the back seat, to hit the seat hard. It was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that he had an indescribable feeling coming from his swollen and painful lower body.

——It's not just pain, to be more precise, it's the feeling of a foreign body poked deep into my anus last night.

Yaheng's pupils trembled, he leaned forward in disbelief, quietly raised his buttocks, and reached his fingers backwards, but the moment he touched his miserable anus, he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

He still didn't have the courage to reach in and take a look. The car stopped and started again, causing that thing to bump around inside his body. Yaheng was afraid that his body would leak again and the driver would notice something, so he didn't dare to sit on the seat all the way. He bit his arm tightly and tried to lift his butt with his sore legs. He was so exhausted that tears welled up in his eyes.

When he finally got home and locked himself in his room, he could no longer bear it and fell headfirst onto the carpet, his upper body pressed tightly against the carpet, his buttocks sticking up high, his buttocks shaking wildly, and his lonely pussy quietly biting a piece of Baldwin's pants.

"Ah... um..." Yaheng couldn't hold back any longer and opened his mouth to moan.