Eat while hot

If this were Xu Wanhe's previous bed partner, they would cover it up very tactfully.

At least it will minimize Xu Wanhe's embarrassment.

But Yang Moshu stood in front of Xu Wanhe and laughed twice,

"Brother Gouzi."

Xu Wanhe came up angrily, and raised her hand to grab him, but Yang Moshu was already prepared, and ran away.

The bangs flew up, revealing a large forehead, like white and tender tofu, which was a bit greedy.

Xu Wanhe reflexively chased him for two steps, but failed to catch up.

This frustrated Xu Wanhe a little.

After all, when he was fighting back then, not only was his fist ruthless, but at least he chased people very fast. Unexpectedly, Yang Moshu, who usually looks like a weak chicken, can run faster than a rabbit.

Yang Moshu ran into the gatekeeper of the community with all his strength to punch the card, grabbed the rice dumplings and rice cakes, and ran to his home.

Xu Wanhe got into the car and started to chase.

It's a pity that Yang Moshu's house is right at the gate of the community. When Xu Wanhe rushed over with the accelerator, Yang Moshu had already run upstairs.

The anti-theft door under the old-fashioned building has been in disrepair for a long time, and most of the time it can't be closed. Xu Wanhe raised his hand and pulled it, and followed him upstairs.

The dense sound of footsteps in the corridor made the heart tremble in those who heard it directly.

Yang Moshu ran desperately towards the door of the house, and when he finally arrived, his hands trembled uncontrollably when he took out the keys.

The delicious food fell all over the floor, and the sound of going upstairs behind her was getting closer.

His breath was a little unstable, Yang Moshu anxiously inserted the key into the keyhole, and when the door finally opened, Xu Wanhe also ran to the lower floor.

Yang Moshu raised his foot and kicked the dropped food bag into the door. Just as he was about to fly into the room, he just jumped up and was thrown out with his collar.

Two zongzi fell out of the packaging bag, rolled twice on the floor, and stopped at the foot of the refrigerator.

Xu Wanhe held Yang Moshu's hair and slammed him on the door.

Yang Moshu covered his hair with his hands, his eyes were bright,

"...I'm not fucked by a dog, I'm fucked by you..."

When he said this, Yang Mo's face was slightly red, his lips were slightly parted, and the breath he exhaled softly sprayed on Xu Wanhe's chin, like a seductive feather.

Xu Wanhe was still very angry, but it seemed that he was not angry anymore.

I really want to bite this little bitch's mouth.

As a result, before the thought was over, Yang Moshu came up and kissed Xu Wanhe on the mouth.

Xu Wanhe let go to hide, but still gave Yang Moshu a kiss.

Yang Moshu's lips were soft and a bit cold, with the faint taste of fruity drinks,

Xu Wanhe threw the man on his shoulders, entered the room, and kicked the door back,

Yang Moshu reminded softly, "There is still a bag of food on the ground."

Xu Wanhe hooked the bag of food outside the door into the door by the way, and then kicked it again, and the door was locked.

The man with slumped shoulders raised his hand slightly, touching the switch on the wall with his fingertips.

The lights in the house came on.

The small house of about seventy or eighty square meters was neatly tidied up.

Xu Wanhe threw him on the sofa, pressed him down and began to unbutton him.

Yang Moshu kicked off the slippers, spread his legs and wrapped the man tightly around him, raised his hand to lift his T-shirt, reached in, and stroked the strong and healthy waist.

The muscles on the waist and abdomen were as strong as iron blocks, containing amazing explosive power.

Yang Moshu's chest was numb, and after touching enough, he eagerly took off Xu Wanhe's shirt.

Xu Wanhe tore off his shorts, rubbed his butt roughly, and then slapped him hard, "Sexy ass, twisted so badly, do you want me to fuck you so much?"

Yang Moshu's hands kept rubbing the firmness that had been propped up through his pants, "Why don't you say that you are an old pervert, so hard that you want to fuck me?"

Xu Wanhe straightened up, untied his belt, took out the thing, and put it on Yang Moshu's mouth, "Eat quickly."

Yang Moshu wrapped his hands around the semi-rigid penis, got up and got off the ground, adjusted his posture, knelt on the ground and gave Xu Wanhe oral sex.

Because this is not the first time for the two of you, Yang Moshu's skills are also much better than before. I saw him licking the turtle umbrella with the tip of his tongue in circles for a while, then sucked it in a little bit, and then sucked it out. , It didn't take long to moisten the hardness of the thing's mouth, and it was ferociously upturned.

Xu Wanhe's eyelids were narrow, and he reached out to stroke Yang Moshu's hair.

The person with the head between the legs licked down along the genitals, moistening the two pouches, and even swept the perineum carefully, and then looked at the little white face buried in the thick hair, slightly frowning, and A very strenuous look.

Xu Wanhe suddenly discovered that Yang Moshu's side profile was also pretty good.

The lines are delicate, and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, which is quite attractive.

Xu Wanhe pulled his hair to make it hang slightly, then stuffed his lower body into his mouth, raised his waist, and slowly inserted into his throat.

Yang Moshu held the root of his genitals with both hands, and his eyes began to get wet again.

Xu Wanhe felt that it was almost the same, so he pulled it out, "Do you have a trick?"

Yang Moshu knelt on the ground and coughed twice, his face was a little red, "...No..."

Xu Wanhe stared at him, "Then have you washed it?"

Yang Moshu wiped his mouth, "I'll go wash up, wait for me for a while."

After speaking, he got up from the ground with his trousers in his hands, collected the rice dumplings on the ground, and went into the room inside.

When Xu Wanhe heard the sound of scotch tape being pulled, he turned over vigilantly and took a look.

Yang Moshu was holding a long strip of transparent tape to seal the refrigerator, but he didn't know what it was for.

About 10 minutes later, Yang Moshu turned off the shower, came out of the bathroom, and jumped onto Xu Wanhe naked.

Xu Wanhe gave him a jolt of ice,

"You're fucking dead, get out!"

Yang Moshu hangs on Xu Wanhe's neck, "I just like the heat on your body, and we just neutralize it."

Xu Wanhe was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and reached out to touch the small hole behind him,

"Have you washed it?"

Yang Moshu's body trembled, and he leaned over to apply lubricating oil on his hands from the place under the coffee table, "You'll know if you try it."

Xu Wanhe stuffed a finger in and bit down on the small spot on Yang Moshu's chest.

Yang Moshu pushed his chest forward consciously, and let out a satisfied sigh by the way, "Mmm..."

Xu Wanhe's mind was a little hot, he took a deep breath, and stuffed an extra finger into that soft little mouth.

Yang Moshu straddled Xu Wanhe, with two fingers stuffed behind him, twisting slowly to adapt to Xu Wanhe's slightly rough expansion.

When it was almost done, Xu Wanhe endured it to the limit, pulled out his hand, lifted Yang Moshu's butt, pointed his penis at the depression between the two buttocks, and poked it in little by little.

Yang Moshu grabbed Xu Wanhe's shoulder, trembling, slowly swallowed him in with his body until the whole root was submerged.

It didn't feel great at first, hot and mostly swelling.

Xu Wanhe was very cool, he took a breath and started to fuck him.

The thick penis repeatedly pierced through the pale brown chrysanthemum hole. Xu Wanhe grabbed Yang Moshu's waist, but he couldn't run away, so he had to open his thighs, crying and moaning.