African Meat Showcase

"General Yan!"

Amidst the sound of pattering rain, Yang Lingchan greeted her out of the study, and exclaimed in surprise when she saw Yan Qi was drenched all over her body after returning home.

He originally thought that Yan Qi would try to avoid the rain on the way back home, but it was more likely that Yan Qi didn't care about getting wet.

The servants were still there, the Xuanjia soldiers did not exceed the rules, just stood in front of the empty green grass and looked at him quietly, the water-stained brows and eyes became deeper and deeper, like the ink on the rice paper, distant and hazy.Turning left and right to lead Yan Qi into the bedroom, Yang Lingchan took off his crest feathers, let him sit on the stool, took out a cotton towel to dry his wet hair, and on a whim, he took Yan Qi His short hair was messed up.For this reason, Yan Qi bared her canine teeth at Yang Lingchan—there was no deterrent effect, and Yang Lingchan couldn't help but bent down and kissed him on the cheek with a smile.

The wet heavy armor was boring to see, so Yang Lingchan simply unloaded Yan Qi, even the wet underwear, oh, he didn't take off his pants, he was thin-skinned... Yang Lingchan babbled while taking care of Yan Qi Blaming him, Yan Qi sat with his back bent and let him move, responding with "um, um", obviously an attitude of coping with it casually.After pulling out his bangs, Yang Lingchan sighed, put the flag of Yan on the stool, and went to play the piano by himself.

Sensing that his lord was not happy, Yan Qi followed and sat cross-legged in front of the piano, looking very serious.Yang Lingchan casually plucked a few strings and asked: "General Yan often listens to me playing the piano, do you understand it?"

Yan Qi didn't answer.Yang Lingchan wanted to see his expression, but moved his eyes away from the piano surface, before he lifted it up, it happened to land on Yan Qi's waist, and then he remembered that Yan Qi was not wearing a shirt.The general’s abdomen, which has been exercised all year round, has distinct grooves, and a thin black hair in the middle of the navel is submerged into the waist armor. Yang Lingchan knows that, further up, there are two plump chest muscles... There is no need to be shy when looking at a body of the same sex, but the Yanqi is not only for him Is it another man, or his lover, his bed partner, who protects him when his masculine body is armored, and holds him down when he is naked...

His gaze tremblingly climbed to the protruding Adam's apple, and finally he couldn't move up anymore, Yang Lingchan lowered his head again and said, "Go and find some clothes to wear."

Yan Qi said "Okay", got up and found a coat, put it on, and sat back in front of Yang Lingchan.The wood leaves rustle outside the house; the qin music inside the house is low and melodious, and the two voices merge into Yan Qi's ears, and it is difficult to distinguish the high and low.

Unsatisfied with staring at it, Yan Qi searched for something to say: "I don't know how to play the qin, so naturally it is difficult to understand the meaning of the music. If Master Yang can teach me some basic knowledge of qin music, it will definitely be beneficial."

Yang Lingchan is not interested in playing at the moment, although she doesn't believe that Yan Qi really wants to learn, she still agrees.The distance was short, Yan Qi didn't get up, and crawled to Yang Lingchan's side with all hands and feet. Seeing Yang Lingchan shrinking vigilantly, he said: "This is the angle from which the player looks at the piano."

It seems to make sense...Trying to ignore the existence of Yan Qi, Yang Lingchan said while contemplating: "The piano has a loose tone of seven, an overtone of 91, and a tone of 140 seven, 35 tones..."

Yang Lingchan was explaining, but Yan Qi rubbed him secretly and moved him to sit on her lap, tacitly acquiescing this intimacy, Yang Lingchan adjusted his sitting posture, and continued: "Fuxi made a qin with only one string at first, and Yu Shun Change to five..."

Suddenly, a pair of hands climbed up to his body, rubbing, or kneading, and the scorching breath moved behind his head, Yang Lingchan tried his best to stabilize his voice: "First, the first two kings of Zhou Wenwu increased to seven strings... "

In exchange for compromise, Yan Qi's hand reached into his neat skirt, pushed aside the thin undershirt, and hit his chest——

"Yan Qi, you said you want to listen to my piano lectures, what are you doing!" Yang Lingchan grabbed Yan Qi's arm and said.

The rioter calmly replied without realizing it was bad: "You tell your story."

"you……"

Stretching two fingers, he suddenly clamped one nipple of Yang Lingchan, drowning the words of admonishment in the exclamation, Yan Qi said in a harmless tone: "Go on, Mr. Yang."

He probably knew what Yan Qi wanted to do.After struggling for a while, Yang Lingchan finally accepted the bad taste and continued to explain.Yan Qi started to take off his clothes, the blue and white clothes slid down his arms, layered on the back of his hands.In summer, the clothes were thin, and Yang Lingchan's white skin was quickly exposed, and the two points on her bare chest trembled uncontrollably.Yang Lingchan was still insisting on explaining, but Yan Qi didn't listen to him at all. He gnawed at the graceful curve of his shoulders and neck, passed his hands under his armpits, and grabbed two berries unexpectedly.

Yang Lingchan couldn't bear it any longer, and screamed "Ah", he wanted to break free, but the result was more involved, painful and crisp.Holding the strings tightly with both hands, he drew out the tune and called out: "Yan Qi——"

Kissing Yang Lingchan on the cheek like a tooth for a tooth, Yan Qi said narrowly: "Since I can't explain clearly, how about Mr. Yang playing a demo?"

Yang Lingchan looked back at him, her pupils were moist and dripping like the tips of leaves in the morning dew.Yan Qi felt itchy to see it, leaned up to rub his lips, poked the tip of his tongue into his lips and licked the neat teeth, and said vaguely, "Be obedient." As he spoke, he threw away Yang Lingchan's arm obstructive clothing.

Biting her lower lip and looking at the culprit for a while, Yang Lingchan turned her head and really started to play the piano, but where can she play the tune now?Yan Qi grabbed his pair of nipples and pulled them outward, and the obscene scene was in his peripheral vision: the originally flat breasts were pulled out into a woman's pointed arc, not only the nipples became congested and deep red, even the surrounding skin became pale. Light powder.Closing her eyes in shame, Yang Lingchan rubbed the strings of the qin indiscriminately, not knowing what she wanted to play.The nipples that were tight to the limit were suddenly let go, and he groaned in pain, but Yan Qi's hand covered him again, the pain was like countless tingling threads from the lower abdomen, and then The finger movements were broken, and every time the calloused fingertips rubbed the fragile milk beads, it was a sweet torment.

Not satisfied with simple obscene play, Yan Qi adjusted her position so that her bulging crotch was sticking to the opponent's groin, rubbing to vent her desire like a horny beast.Yang Lingchan couldn't play it at all, struggling with stiff arms, refusing to be overwhelmed.But even though rationality desperately resisted, the back acupoint of Shimaozhiwei was still excited by this straightforward request, shrinking and shrinking, as if trying to suck that evil root through several layers of clothes.Yan Qi's trousers were still wet, and his trousers were also wet from swimming, and they were sticky wrapped around his swollen crotch, and the discomfort induced a thirst...

Hot blooded, unable to resist teasing anymore, Yan Qi turned Yang Lingchan over and took off his pants.Yang Lingchan was stripped naked very quickly, she was lying on the piano naked, her thick black hair was placed under her stern body, like a well-prepared dish.Yan Qi didn't let go of his foot, but held his ankle with clear bones, lowered her head and kissed the jade-like instep.Stretching Yang Lingchan's legs into a straight line, Yan Qi went to lick the loose and tender flesh of his inner thighs, leaving watery red marks on the almost pale secret skin, and even knocked on the hollows of his legs with his canine teeth The pubic bone covered with only a thin layer of flesh made Yang Lingchan shrink back and forth.

The legs were opened and played, and the thin sweat was so cold in the refreshing rainy day, Yang Lingchan raised his neck and panted, like a dying fish on the shore, feeling the warm breath enveloping the sensitive lower body, he was startled, and hurriedly said : "General Yan, don't!"

Knowing that Yang Lingchan was shy, Yan Qi opened his mouth to swallow it, but Yang Lingchan's urgent voice came from above his head: "Don't, General Yan, just use, use your hands!"

Reluctantly accepting this proposal, Yan Qi straightened up, held the object of Yang Lingchan, and slowly traced the shape for a while, and then began to manipulate, and it was lonely to operate with one hand, so he simply loosened his belt and freed his sword Come out, one in each hand.Yang Lingchan covered her eyes with her arms, but there was an unstoppable moan in her mouth. He spoke in official Chinese, and his voice was soft and hard. As for the sex, it was a different kind of style—an urgent sound A short whine burst out of the nostrils one after another like blisters, slowly drifting and pulling like wisps of mist, rippling and undulating with the movement, if it is accompanied by a crying voice, it will be even more addictive...

Slightly moving his arms, Yang Lingchan saw his curved thighs, his strong body that was particularly dazzling compared with his pale thighs, and the ferocious penis in Yan Qi's big palm, facing his open legs. His own - clearly a person with the same organ, but he is desperate for copulation and kissing.Yan Qi's hands are very heavy, no matter what the tricks are, it has brought back the original refreshingness to this body that never insults himself. The water that is constantly secreted from the mouth of the bell makes his palms feel like a fish in water, seeing Yang Lingchan's thin body twitch Yes, about to ejaculate, but he— let go.

The person under him blinked suspiciously, his eyelashes fluttered, and accidentally squeezed out the tears accumulated in his eyes. Yan Qi teasingly pressed his perineum with his thumb, then leaned over to kiss him, his finger dipped in bodily fluid and penetrated into his back hole.The inner wall is as warm and firm as ever, and the abundant intestinal juice makes Yan Qi feel that there is no need to look for grease. The tip of Yang Lingchan's tongue is curled on it, and two fingers are inserted into it until the sound of sizzling water comes out.The size of the finger is just right, and when he withdraws, he still swallows reluctantly in his posterior acupoint, but Yan Qi believes that the small mouth under Master Yang likes a bigger one.

Holding the penis with one hand and Yang Lingchan's waist with the other, Yan Qi began to push in, the process was difficult.Yang Lingchan took the initiative to climb up Yanqi's neck, sobbing to bear the thrust of the giant, and the other party kissed his earside and temples soothingly.Finally, the meat stick was completely submerged in the back hole, so full that Yang Lingchan was fed so much that she shot all of it on Yanqi's abdominal muscles, her legs clamped tightly around the general's strong waist, and it took a while for her to recover from convulsions.

Knowing that he was healed, Yan Qi was eager to exert strength, and his body was pressed down even more. Yang Lingchan couldn't help but say something that had bothered him for a long time: "Yan Qi, the strings, it hurts..."

Realizing his negligence, Yan Qi hurriedly picked up Yang Lingchan, parted his black hair and caressed the faint strangle marks on his back, saying: "Then let's go to bed."

Yang Lingchan nodded, and hung on Yan Qi's body in a clinging posture. Soon he realized that something was wrong, but before he could say it, an uncontrollable scream came out of his throat——Yan Qi didn't put his finger on him. The thing was pulled out and kept embedded, so that Yang Lingchan changed from a flat lying position directly to a suspended position on his penis.But this top-to-bottom thrust was not the end of the stimulation. Yan Qi began to stride forward, and Nie Gen continued to stab deeply with the steps. He even deliberately moved his knees and changed the angle, causing Yang Lingchan to groan and turn around. several tunes.

It was the first time that Yang Lingchan felt that the room was too big, so Yang Lingchan could barely spell out intermittent words in a voice that was broken into fragments: "Yan, Yan Qi... you... ah... pull it out, uh... pull it out... ah, too, too deep..."

Licking the tails of his slender eyes, Yan Qi said solemnly: "Mr. Yang has so much water, I'm afraid that if I don't have this one, it will be blocked, and if it flows out, it will wet a large area of ​​the precious carpet underneath."

Although his words are unreasonable, but there is indeed a lot of water under Yang Lingchan, and the warm puddle is wrapped around his penis head. Even if something is plugged, the liquid is still pumped out and slipped down, staining the roots of his legs. All wet.

After going around several times with something stuck in his buttocks, Yang Lingchan was finally put on the jade mat. His face was full of tears, and he became soft into a puddle of water. He could only be manipulated by others.Yan Qi knelt in front of him, put his two legs on his shoulders, and thrust into the dick that almost slipped out without a breath, causing Yang Lingchan's chest to rise and fall sharply.Then Yan Qi began to thrust with all his heart, just now Yang Lingchan was beaten to death, he didn't really get any fun, but saw Yang Lingchan's cute appearance, and his penis was so hard that it hurt.

He likes to hunt the most ferocious beasts in the wilderness, likes to march against the sun and blizzards, likes to cross mountains and valleys—and also likes to bully the proud and noble leftist to the point where he gives up resistance completely.The opening of the acupuncture point is tight, the intestines are tightly twisted, everything, the male body that is not suitable for Chenghuan is repelling his invasion.But he has enough strength to open the opening of Yanshi's acupuncture point, fill the tightly twisted inner wall flat, break through it, completely insert the penis that seems to be unable to accommodate, and even rampage inside, hitting hard The white foam is surging, endlessly picking up the blood-pulling pleasure.

Yang Lingchan didn't even want to move his fingers, he lay flat and let Yan Qi do it, he felt as if he had melted into two pieces, one part was so exhausted that he almost fainted; Secreting meng lang's water, the flesh and blood are itching, eagerly looking forward to being scratched by hot and hard objects; the glands shrink, almost crying, begging the fat head to abuse the fragile.In fact, he is very afraid of strong pleasure, afraid that his reason will be licked away by the tongue of fire, but Yan Qi, and only Yan Qi, often pulls him into the abyss of love and desire.He is willing to be female, willing to lower his proud head, because the person on his body is the only driftwood in his world of mortals, and it is his first and final three ways to forget the river.

Yan Qi suddenly speeds up his thrusts, panting heavily, Yang Lingchan knows that Yan Qi is about to shoot.With tears streaming down his face, he let out a few powerless groans, and the sound of water splashing in his ears continued, and he couldn't tell whether it was coming from outside the curtain or from his crotch.Chuer, the person on the body suddenly moved forward, pressing down on his legs hard, almost folding him in half, pulling his ligaments to hurt, and then, a torrent of heat poured into his body like a bank, too much, too hot, let him There was a steady stream of illusions, and he even unconsciously raised his hand to press his lower abdomen to confirm whether there was a bulge.

After shooting, Yan Qi put Yang Lingchan's numb legs down on his shoulders.Yang Lingchan was so tired that she fell asleep, but she stretched her fingers into her back hole to dig again, and her nails scratched along the red and swollen folds.He understood that Yan Qi was helping him clean up his bodily fluids.The juice was mixed in his intestinal tract, sticky and thick, when Yan Qi pulled out a large puddle of semen, he even clearly felt the slippery liquid sticking to the sphincter with nostalgia.Until the lower body was wiped with a cloth towel, there was no more movement, Yang Lingchan's eyes went dark, and she fell asleep exhausted.

Finding that Yang Lingchan was unconscious, Yan Qi leaned forward and hugged him, the sleeping face in his arms was not peaceful, but it was enough to extinguish the restless desire.Taking a deep breath of the fragrance of his hair, Yan Qi hugged Yang Lingchan for a while, and got out of bed to clean up the mess.

After he cleaned up, the rain was still falling, and it even became more powerful. The water droplets washed the window lattice, and the steaming water vapor wrapped the wind and made the room dull.With her upper body bare, Yan Qi was stunned for a while facing the rain under the eaves, and then lazily walked back to the bed.Hao Yu was sleeping, Yang Lingchan curled up and slept soundly.He yawned and lay down on the bed, pulled the thin quilt halfway, pressed against the person next to the pillow, and closed his eyes.

Tomorrow... I will probably be locked outside the study for another day, um, but that will be after the rain stops. Mr. Yang is very delicious, this wave is not bad.