let me blow it for you

After kicking Mr. Lu out, I watched TV for a while on the sofa like a normal person, but I didn't see what was on it at all.

When I looked at the clock, it was almost an hour, and I should have left early.It's all right...?It's all said and done, Mr. Lu won't get angry with me for such a trivial matter...

Thinking about that person's cold eyes when he was alone, and his seemingly expressionless personality, who was profound in some aspects but a bit dull in some aspects, he immediately felt like sitting on pins and needles.

Could it be... After another half an hour of watching the clock and watching the TV absent-mindedly, I finally couldn't help but jumped up to the entrance, and quietly leaned over the cat's eye to look out.

A slender figure outside can be clearly seen through the glass hole, standing quietly, as if the posture and position have not changed, but the head is slightly lowered and the eyes are looking at the ground.

Alone, as if he couldn't blend in with the surroundings at the company's dinner table, he said to me "my house is empty, let them live together", and I heard outside the kitchen that I don't like him holding his wrist The way he pulled it out of my hand forcibly, and he was stunned for a moment after receiving my confession and said "don't force yourself".

My heart, which was still a little angry before, suddenly softened and turned into a puddle of water.

"Lu, Lu Yao..." As soon as he opened his mouth, he habitually prepared to call Mr. Lu, but swallowed it back halfway.After opening the door a little bit, I hummed like a mosquito, "Why are you still outside? Come in..."

Mr. Lu raised his head to look at me, then suddenly stretched out his hand and slammed hard at the door.

Unprepared, I thought I was going to fall behind the door, only to find myself turned over in the blink of an eye, trapped between my arms and the closed door.

"What are you doing..." I looked up at Mr. Lu uncomfortably, only to feel the heat from his arms around his body that made my whole body tense.

He looked at me expressionlessly: "I was punished for something I didn't do." Before he finished speaking, he took my lips, sucking like a drowning person when he meets air.

"Let's be fair." The deep voice was almost inaudible.

"Hmm..." I was kissed so badly by him, my mind became a mess, I only knew how to find a space to breathe.

Let the name be right... the sluggish brain struggled, and finally thought of something, and his face suddenly burned with a bang.

I just wanted to struggle, but found that Mr. Lu had shifted his position from the entrance to the sofa in the living room without knowing it, and I didn't know when the buttons on my clothes were unbuttoned.

While kissing, Mr. Lu slowly pushed me down on the sofa, and moved his lips and tongue down, licking and kissing my chin, shoulders and collarbone.

I have never had this kind of experience before, and I have an unspeakable feeling at a loss. I just feel itchy and numb, goosebumps appear, and a dry heat is faintly ignited in my body along with the hot and humid swimming.

Mr. Lu looked at the man below him with his neckline open, his face flushed, his eyes a bit dazed, he couldn't help but sink his eyes, and he lowered his head to hold a seductive red dot.

I was startled, and felt as if the pores all over my body had exploded, and my entire upper body stood up slightly from the stimulation.

"Don't...don't..." Don't say it's a girlfriend, even the place I haven't touched is being teased by someone at the moment, the shock and shame can't be expressed in words.

Worst of all, I felt as if I...reacted.

But Mr. Lu turned a deaf ear to it and concentrated on it, switching from one side to the other after sex, like some delicious candy.

I don't know when my hand was around Mr. Lu's neck. I just feel like glutinous rice balls in a pot, which are about to be boiled.

The change between his legs became more and more unconcealable. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do, but when he glanced at Mr. Lu, who was neatly dressed, he seemed calm, but there was unbearable thin sweat between his temples. The hard and hot place occasionally rubs against me, which is obviously better than ten points.

Knowing the other party, I couldn't help myself. I was inexplicably relaxed in embarrassment, and even a little happy.

Mr. Lu finally gnawed enough red beans, and started kissing again. His subordinates didn't stop, they helped me to sit up.

I don't know why, but I saw him grandiosely unzipping his trousers and taking off his trousers, revealing his already swollen and raised stuff.

Although it wasn't the first time I saw it, but my memory was blurred, and now I suddenly saw it in this situation, my face was so red that I couldn't speak.

The thing that has the capital of making same-sex feel inferior is close at hand, right next to the face, and it seems that you can still smell the strong hormonal breath.

I looked at him in surprise.He doesn't want to...

Unexpectedly, Mr. Lu, who keeps refreshing the lower limit of his face in my heart recently, is not as calm as I imagined, his eyes look away unnaturally, there is a suspicious blush on his paralyzed face, and his tone is also a little stiff: " If you don't want to... just forget it."

After finishing speaking, she seemed to be a little bit unwilling, she pursed her lips and added: "You can't do it if you don't want to, you...you are mine now."

People who have always cherished words like gold are a little confused.Is he nervous?Or... shy?

I feel that the cute spot called Mr. Lu that has been hidden in my heart seems to be triggered again.

Why is this feeling of being helpless and powerless so familiar?

I looked at the man who was a little taller above, the words "If you don't want to, you have to be willing" seemed to be written on the face that obviously had nothing, and there were subtle embarrassments and uneasiness, as well as a well-hidden but practical feeling. It was so full of heat that it was about to explode.

Up to now, the relationship between the two of them has been honest, and I am no longer the person who couldn't figure out my own mind.

If it's this person, then admit it.

I thought about it, bowed my head down, and opened my mouth to hold Mr. Lu's belongings.

The person who was close to the cheek seemed to tremble all over, there was a sound of inhalation from above, and the hands hanging on both sides were unconsciously placed on my shoulders.

With no experience at all, I don't know what to do next. Besides, the thing is too big, and it takes a lot of effort just to contain it.I can only rely on my memory to recall the little porn I have seen, and at the same time to clumsily fumble based on my own imagination.

I can feel my skills are rusty and boring, but the hand on my shoulder is getting stronger and stronger, and the thing in my mouth seems to be getting hotter and bigger.

The strong hormonal breath of the other party filled the mouth and nose, and the increasingly hot and swollen thing made it difficult to move, and the saliva that was too late to swallow flowed down the corner of the mouth, which was very uncomfortable.

I feel that my cheeks are sore, but if I don't let the other party release it, it seems a little bit of a failure.

The strength on the shoulders and the heat in the mouth let me know that the person above my head is enjoying it, but why is there no reaction to end it?

I frowned and thought for a while, after doing this for so long, I have gradually mastered some tricks. With a heartbeat, I reached out and touched his pouch and kneaded it lightly. Mouth and use it to work hard.

Although my face was flushed with embarrassment, I didn't have to look at the person's face anyway, it was not me.

Sure enough, with a muffled groan and a rush of glandular fluid, I hurriedly withdrew, and a streak of white turbidity shot all over the clothes in front of my chest.

It's better than... in your mouth.

I was still rubbing my sore cheeks in a daze, and Mr. Lu, who was finally "righteous", had already hugged me and sat in his arms. I didn't realize that my backyard was also on fire until a slender hand came in.

Other people's hands feel completely different from my own hand movements, and I still like people.After a few flexible movements, I think I can already understand Mr. Lu's uncontrollable mood just now.

The author has something to say: I am so scared...will I be beheaded?