Eat while hot

"Fuck, who the hell are you calling?"

Yang Moshu was still dazed, "Ah? Is it over?"

Then I reached out to touch the connection between the two, and found that Xu Wanhe was still stuck behind, but not as hard as before, "What's wrong with you?"

Xu Wanhe was really angry this time.

I did it twice with this person, and the two times were not satisfactory, it was a shame to death.

Xu Wanhe didn't answer his words, pulled out his genitals, lifted his legs and turned him over, "Don't call me husband, it's disgusting."

Xu Wanhe pushed himself hard again, then stared at the person facing the mirror,

"Watch carefully, and see how I can get you down."

Yang Moshu was actually a little scared when he heard him say that, but in a blink of an eye, he thought again, what else could Xu Wanhe do, at worst, he would dry his anal fissure again.

Just thinking about it, something thick and stiff suddenly came in from behind, it was hot, and it felt different from before.

Xu Wanhe didn't wear a condom this time.

Because of the over-exploitation just now, the tight hole has been able to adapt well to the sudden push in. Yang Moshu wanted to adjust his posture, but just as he moved his legs, the people behind him started to move.

Several shallow and one deep, teasing the inner wall, the inside is crispy and numb after rubbing.

Yang Moshu snorted a few times, propped up his body with both hands, and looked up at the mirror.

Xu Wanhe's face was different from usual, his brows were tightly furrowed, his skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and even his eyelashes were wet, there was really an indescribable charm.

Yang Moshu's face became hot, and the movement in his mouth gradually became more rapid.

After a slight twitch, Xu Wanhe pulled out the whole root, took a breath, and then pierced again through the slightly opened anus, pounding hard on the small hard spot in the intestine, twitching violently for a while, varying Will make the guy hanging between Yang Moshu's legs shiny with silver threads.

The prostatic fluid flowed out viscously, and Yang Moshu's legs couldn't hold on long ago, and they collapsed limply.

Sparks flew in my brain, my intestines contracted violently, and I tightly hugged the thick thing behind me, making obscene noises.

Seeing that his body sank a little, Xu Wanhe supported his sides with both hands, and inserted deeper into the hole.

Yang Mo's skin was hot, and his eyes lost focus.

"Um..."

Xu Wanhe's strength was astonishing, he pushed deeply into his body from behind, doing that maliciously.

Yang Moshu tried to open his eyes, but the figure in front of the mirror was blurred, and he couldn't see clearly.

Xu Wanhe held his waist with one hand while inserting it,

"It's done! Get down so soon?"

Yang Moshu couldn't speak smoothly, and the voice in his mouth seemed to be sobbing.

Xu Wanhe listened to his humming, so he didn't speak anymore, just lowered his head and pushed the man over and over again, and finally Yang Moshu cried and called his mother, and then he satisfactorily injected all the semen deep into his intestines.

The two of them did it again on the toilet, and when they stood up and inserted it, Yang Moshu's legs were trembling.

It's really tiring, but it's also really comfortable,

The comfortable Yang Moshu ejaculated more times than Xu Wanhe, and the last one was so thin that it was out of shape.

By the time we were done, it was getting a little dark.

Xu Wanhe was exhausted and found a place to lie down and sleep.

Yang Moshu sat on the toilet for an entire hour before completely expulsing the semen that filled his intestines.

When he came out, Xu Wanhe was already fast asleep.

Yang Moshu lowered his eyes slightly to see that he was lying on the bed, his trousers were still loosely hanging on his hips, revealing the strong curve of his waist and hips.

Yang Moshu looked at this person, and actually wanted to go up and lie down with him to sleep.

The two of them slept under the same quilt, and he wore pajama pants. He had to be naked, and he could touch him while sleeping. When he was happy, he could also let him stretch his hand into his pants and touch himself.

Think about it and feel good.

Someone stood at the head of Xu Wanhe's bed and laughed for a long time, until Xu Wanhe suddenly turned over, and then turned around as if frightened.

Yang Moshu turned around and went out of the house, and began to put on his clothes unhurriedly, curling his lips while putting on, it didn't matter, anyway, he was still young, his back was tight, and the early chrysanthemum was in full bloom, it shouldn't be too difficult to catch this old cucumber .

Thinking of this, Yang Moshu felt better.

After packing up, he pushed the door out of the house, squatted in a taxi and went home.

That night Yang Moshu had a low fever.

After taking a tablet of antipyretics, he pulled out all the winter quilts from the cupboard and covered him, Yang Moshu went to bed early to sleep and sweat.

After lying down for half an hour, not to mention hot all over, even the buttocks were hot and uncomfortable. I reached out and touched it, and found that the back was very swollen, with a small amount of bloodshot.

Because the only mirror in the place where Yang Moshu lived was on the sink, it was okay to look at his face, but it was a bit difficult to look at it here, not to mention that he was suffering from a fever, so Yang Moshu really didn't bother to bother.

I just think that I don't have perianal mucous membrane congestion, and I will go to the anorectal department for a checkup tomorrow morning to prevent problems before they happen.

When Xiao Wang from the anorectal department saw Yang Moshu again, he was already different from usual.

With calm eyes and a half-smile expression on his face,

"...Xiao Yang...have you had breakfast...I just washed strawberries here, you come and taste it, eat more fruit, it will moisten the intestines and laxative"

Yang Moshu tossed and tossed all night and finally the fever subsided, but his face was still a little pale at the moment, I saw him standing quietly by the desk, taking a fresh strawberry from the small pot beside Xiao Wang, "Thank you. "

Xiao Wang watched him eat four or five meals with his head down, "What are you doing here? You can't see a doctor again."

Yang Moshu ate for a long time, seeing that there were not many strawberries in the small basin, he felt a little embarrassed, "Yes."

Xiao Wang breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm going to lose my breath waiting for you to answer the words, what's the matter, it can't be another anal fissure..."

Yang Moshu shook his head, "No, not this time."

Then he paused again, "I didn't do well in this area when I was in school, and I couldn't find out by myself. I always feel relieved when I think of coming to you to take a look, and the most important thing is that it's free."

Xiao Wang got up and walked towards the examination room, "Okay, come in."

Yang Moshu followed behind, quickly went to bed, took off his pants, put his hands on his knees, and waited for the inspection.

Xiao Wang put on his gloves, stared at the bright red pussy for a while, then took off his gloves, "Xiao Yang, don't come here again, you're fine, you're fine."

After taking off the gloves, Xiao Wang sighed,

"I'm embarrassed that you always come, it feels weird."