lack of love

Of course it didn't work out this time, when Zhong Qiran walked back to his seat, his cheeks were still red, it was because of alcohol.

Yan Hao still didn't change his face.

Yan's mother was talking with others, but she didn't care where the two of them went, but she blushed when she saw the clock, and said suspiciously: "I remember you didn't drink."

Zhong Qi didn't know how to answer, so he picked up the cup and pretended to drink tea.

Yan Hao said: "He accidentally drank mine."

Zhong Qi almost choked.

This is actually not wrong, but the truth is a little bit more inappropriate for children.Zhong Qi didn't dare to think about it anymore, the heat on his face hadn't subsided since he walked out of the toilet cubicle.

After the wedding, it was almost evening when we got home.The helper didn't cook dinner, but only cooked a pot of clear soup, which can be reheated to drink later if you are hungry.

The two returned to the room.Zhong Qiran was halfway through changing clothes, when Yan Hao pressed up from behind.

Zhong Qiran said helplessly: "You haven't finished yet."

"It's not finished yet... You haven't ejaculated either." Yan Hao was drunk, and seemed more stubborn than usual.His hands naturally ran along his waist and reached under his trousers.

Zhong Qiran's belt and zipper had been undone, and he was easily grabbed by the man through his underwear.

Zhong Qi suddenly snorted, his legs were a little weak, and he leaned forward on the wardrobe.Yan Hao's fiery body was then pressed against him, constantly pressing against him with the big thing between his crotch.

"Don't, don't be a hooligan..."

Yan Hao said honestly: "I'm not playing hooligans. I just want to have sex with you after drinking."

Zhong Qiran once again clearly realized that alcohol is really not a good thing, whether he is drunk or Yan Hao is drunk, the end is the same.

Both of them smelled of alcohol and the smell of mixed food at the wedding banquet, which was not pleasant.Zhong Qiran thought that he couldn't hide anyway, so he simply asked him: "Do you want to take a bath?"

"Let's go together."

Zhong Qiran was stripped naked by Yan Hao and pushed into the bathroom.While taking a bath, the two touched each other's body. The water temperature was deliberately adjusted lower than the normal temperature. The water vapor contained ambiguous groans, which made the two more emotional.

Zhong Qi was afraid of danger, so he didn't dare to let Yan Hao do it in the bathroom, and half-coaxed him to go to bed.He had already dilated in the shower so he wouldn't have to be tossed again.

Yan Hao covered him, pushed his knees away, and fucked him in a backward position.

"Hmm..." Zhong Qi couldn't help but yelled out, Yan Hao's body temperature was higher than usual after drinking, even the thing was harder and hotter, like a heated iron pillar, the feeling became clearer: "Slower……"

Yan Hao asked shamelessly: "Is it big?"

How could Zhong Qiran answer him without saying a word.

Yan Hao didn't seem to want him to answer, and murmured to himself: "You bite so tightly..."

"Woo..." The front end of the man's fleshy column has been pressed against the unbearable place, and finally the clock is forced to groan, the pleasure continues to climb from the place where the two are combined, and even the sound of rubbing water can be heard. It became louder and louder: "Yan Hao..."

Yan Hao felt that Zhong Qiran's skin was icy and cool, and it felt good to the touch. While pressing against his body lightly, one hand was stroking his waist and chest back and forth.

Zhong Qiran was pinched and played with his nipples by that man, and his back hole was constantly being pushed in and out, and soon he felt the desire to ejaculate.He reached out to touch his genitals, but was waved away by the person behind him.

Yan Hao simply clasped his shoulders forward from the armpit and restrained his arms so that he could not touch his own things.

Because of his posture, Zhong Qiran was forced to straighten his waist, and the angle of thrusting was changed, sucking Yan Hao's big dick deeper.He whimpered, and was fucked until his genitals were upright, and transparent mucus flowed out from the mouth of his bell, trembling, as if he was about to arrive.

Yan Hao whispered next to his ear: "Look."

Zhong Qiran really lowered his head and saw himself being fucked and ejaculated with his own eyes.

After he climaxed, Yan Hao still didn't stop, stabbing hard and deeply into his body.Zhong Qiran was pushed down again, his hands were imprisoned behind his head, his upper body was completely lying on the bed, his buttocks were raised, and he could only bear Yan Hao's violation.

Yan Hao usually lasts a long time, let alone after drinking, and he still has no signs of ejaculation.

Zhong Qi felt both comfortable and uncomfortable, and some semen came out of his genitals one after another.He knew that if Yan Hao was not allowed to shoot once, he would not stop.

But after 10 minutes passed, Yan Hao was still the same, but Zhong Qiran's refractory period had passed, and the feeling came again.His hands were still being held by Yan Hao, and his legs were numb from kneeling, "Change your position..."

Yan Hao withdrew from his body, and the things stained with bodily fluids showed no signs of fading away.

Zhong Qiran moved his sore hands and feet, and just turned around, he saw Yan Hao half lying down, and said to him: "Sit up."

Yan Hao likes to ride, especially likes to stare at his face.

Of course Zhong Qi didn't struggle anymore, he stepped up to support the thing and sat down, when he sat in, he could still feel the depth and abnormal heat of the genitals entering the body.He was already a little hot after taking a bath, but now he was sweating a little. A few beads of sweat flowed from his forehead to his chin, dripping on Yan Hao's firm and sexy belly.

Yan Hao slightly bent his legs, pressed his knees with both hands, and pushed him up slowly.Zhong Qiran's body tensed a little, and with a groan, his Adam's apple moved slightly.

The sound of sticky water started to come from the place where the two were intercourse, and after Zhong Qiran was fucked, his weak penis stood up slowly, which was very comfortable.He knew what Yan Hao wanted to see, and it was nothing more than the appearance of himself being distracted under him.He squinted his eyes, actively cooperated with Yan Hao's movements, and even subconsciously tightened his posterior acupoints.

Yan Hao was twisted comfortably, and his strength and speed became faster and heavier.

"Ah..." When that point in his body was rubbed fiercely, Zhong Qi suddenly cried out, his knees went limp, Yan Hao pressed his waist, and fucked that place violently.

Zhong Qi couldn't scream anymore, his lower body seemed to be pinned, so he could only be played and shaken by Ren Yanhao.Seeing that he was about to ejaculate again, the thing in his body also began to swell, but Yan Hao pinched the front of his genitals.

Zhong Qi groaned, begging for mercy urgently: "Don't, don't do this..."

"Wait for me..." He exerted a little strength to hold the little pink thing, digging gently at the groove with his fingertips.

Zhong Qiran was so sensitive that he was trembling all over, the desire to ejaculate suddenly rushed up, but he was blocked and couldn't let it out, his urethra was sore and soft, and his posterior acupoint was shrinking and tightening, biting Yan Hao's penis and refused to let go.

Yan Hao snorted, almost being strangled by him.

Zhong Qiran was forced to burst into tears, and the pleasure came in a messy and terrible way.In order to let Yan Hao shoot faster, he moved faster with both hands around the opponent's neck, and sat down deeper, "Hurry up...give it to me..."

As long as Yan Hao asks, he feels that the current self can say any lewd words.

But Yan Hao obviously didn't have the heart to think about other things, and after holding on for a while, he let go and vented out with Zhong Qiran.

The two of them were as tired as if they had run for several kilometers, their body fluids and sweat were sticky and sticky.But neither of them wanted to move, nor did they plan to wash again, and they lay in bed hugging each other and sleeping.

Like leaving their own scent on each other.