23. Fever
Snap, snap, snap, snap.
Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak.
"Uh...ah...ah...I...can't...P...no."
At this time, the atmosphere in the large bedroom of the owner of the mansion was still as hot as it was more than an hour ago. The pillows and sheets had been completely moved, and the person on the bed was still making fiery movements. The boy was seen gripping the head of the bed hard and moaning as if begging for mercy. On the contrary, the evil and handsome man continued to thrust into the narrow passage without stopping.
The sound of flesh colliding with flesh was loud. Graph was shaken to the point where it almost fell apart. The big bed also made creaking sounds, as if to say how good its quality was. However, even the young man moaned until his voice became hoarse. , but the big man still had no intention of stopping.
"Heh...ah...ah...that's not enough."
A deep growl sounded. Pakin was indulging his passion. His body rushed into the warm and narrow passage, feeling the hot flashes and constant spasms and nibblings inside. His body moved in and out as much as he wanted, unwilling to stop.
Not enough, not enough, not nearly enough yet.
"Uh~" The person who was thinking like this pulled away, turned the person over and lay on his back on the bed, spread the other person's legs further with his hands, and then...
Insert it lengthwise, rubbing and plowing the moist and tender inner wall.
"Ah...stop...enough...enough...ah...it's so exciting...P...I...can't do it anymore..."
Although the pleasure was attacking every corner of his body, and he was so overwhelmed by the pleasure that he almost died, Graph still trembled and moaned, breathing so fast that his chest vibrated densely, and his whole body was sweating from the whole hour of indulging in love. The white hands reached to the buttocks that were being tortured, but the big man had no intention of stopping.
The burning fire of desire looked at the white body that had been accepting his entrance. The smell of love fluid filled the room, but this did not bring down the high emotions. On the contrary, this smell only made her more aroused. Beast instinct.
The more he looked...the more Pakin couldn't help himself.
The stubborn kid who was tamed under him had a flushed face, a swollen mouth, and tears in his eyes. His slender body was decorated with the marks of love. His hands were tightly pulling on the pillow, and his body was following his powerful impact. And swing and dance. Although he said no and enough, his hips swayed with him, satisfying each thrust of the giant thing. Making him want to stop there.
A heavy note.
"Ah!!! Deep...this position...too deep...I want to die..."
Keep thrusting.
"Okay... like that, harder, Graph." Pakin lifted the body lying on the bed into his arms, let a child straddle him, held the white and plump buttocks with his hands and kneaded them addictively. The boy could only move his body up and down, and the sound of his butt hitting the dragon echoed throughout the room. Although he didn't have any superb skills to seduce, the pure taste that he hadn't tasted for a long time made the devil Satan... lick his mouth with satisfaction.
"Hmm~" Sticking close, kissing, entangled with the tongues of the young boy whose face was covered with sweat and whose hands tightly grasped his broad shoulders. Moans filled his mouth, and he allowed the crystal saliva to flow to his chin. But the white buttocks were still swinging continuously, biting each other tightly.
