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1.14 Bad Dog

Bad Dog (Fourteen): Ideal Pet (Page 1/2)

    [Host, you just confronted the heroine, it was fun.] The system applauded.

    "Is it fun? Maybe tomorrow she will use the things she was going to use on Lu Yuan on me." Xu Weiran leaned quietly on the edge of the rooftop, thinking.

    At this time, a figure pushed the door open and rushed towards him!

    As if he had expected it, he dodged and the other party missed.

    "So dirty." Someone said.

    The person immediately took off his clothes and pants covered with dust and a little blood, even without underwear, and rubbed his whole body naked against Xu Weiran's legs.

    "Master... Master, Xiaoyuan is clean." Lu Yuan, no, Xiaoyuan pulled Xu Weiran's pants, looking up at him with grievance and impatience.

    The man nodded slightly, and wiped the dirty blood at the corner of Xiaoyuan's mouth with his fingers, which seemed to have broken a large piece of skin.

    "How did you do that?"

    Xiao Yuan seemed to be frightened, tightly grasping Xu Weiran's trouser legs, speaking incoherently: "Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan didn't mean it... I wasn't awake at that time, and I didn't know she touched me. Master, don't abandon Xiao Yuan,... don't."

    Xu Weiran was afraid that the drugging incident in the bar last time would really happen, so he hinted at Lu Yuan's defense mechanism. Regardless of whether he had feelings for Lu Yuan or not, he didn't want to see his pet being touched by others.

    "The dirty place can't be fixed... What should I do... Master... Master..."

    There was a cry in her voice, and she didn't have the ferocity and violence she had when she taught others a lesson before. Her naked body pressed against Xu Weiran's legs, and her flexible wheat-colored skin shamelessly rubbed against her master's pants, and she could even feel the fragile bulge of her nipples through the fabric.

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    "Do you feel wronged?" Xu Weiran squatted down and touched Xiaoyuan's hair with his hand, but his eyes were cold and frightening, "But, it's dirty, it can't be changed back."

    "Xiaoyuan can clean it!" The boy's voice was permeated with a few traces of hysterical struggle. He pushed Xu Weiran who was squatting hard, and the man sat on the ground with his back against the edge of the roof.

    Raising his eyebrows, he didn't expect that he would dare to be so bold to Xiaoyuan. He watched the other party lying on his legs and moving back a few steps, fumbling to unzip his pants, taking out the giant thing that had not yet erected, and directly holding it in his mouth.

    Instantly feeling wrapped in a warm and tight place, Xu Weiran frowned.

    "Mmm...hiss..." The huge thing with a thick diameter stretched the wound at the corner of his mouth again. Xiao Yuan breathed in pain but did not dare to bite it. Instead, he rubbed his master's penis with his lips. Even if the length was inserted into his throat again and again, even if the wound at the corner of his mouth was damaged and bleeding during the friction, he just suppressed the tears that overflowed, carefully pressed and stroked his master's clone with his hands, raised his red eyes and secretly looked at his master's calm face, and his heart became more and more uneasy.

    Until the pale lips were rubbed to pain and red, and the touch of the mouth was gradually numb, he felt the penis in his mouth began to swell and heat up. Xiao Yuan's mouth corners twitched in pain, but he did not slack off at all, and served his master devoutly and wholeheartedly.