General's Good Friday

As soon as the sound fell, Shi Zhong's big hands caught the messy feet in his hands.Shi Zhong's hands trembled slightly, his breath was short of breath, he squeezed his restless feet tightly, raised his eyes, and stared at him without saying a word.

The prince saw something familiar in his eyes, that kind of light like a beast staring at its prey, dangerous and greedy, which made him feel fearful and timid.

But now, this gaze made the prince's heart tremble, and his body was faintly filled with anticipation and excitement.

He met the angry-looking Lord Shi, and couldn't stop the desire to tease him, so he moved his feet and lowered his voice: "What is Master Shi thinking? Why didn't you speak?"

Shi Zhong was silent for a long time before he said in a hoarse voice: "My lord...don't tease your subordinates."

The prince looked at him fixedly, and suddenly pursed his lips and smiled: "What if the prince must?"

Shi Zhong's breathing was stagnant again, and then his chest began to rise and fall violently. After staring at him for a long time, he finally held his feet, stood up slowly, and put his feet on the bed.

"My lord is in a bad condition, it's better...to rest earlier." He tried to calm his breathing, his voice was hoarse.

The prince finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

"My Lord Shi," he half-lyed on the bed, shaking with laughter, "what are you afraid of?"

He looked at Shi Zhong's face that was blushing faintly, but trying to elongate downward.

"Let this king think about it. Mr. Shi is still so unyielding after being like this. He must have another sweetheart?" The prince rubbed his chin, frowning in thought, "I had a relationship with Mr. Shi before the general's mansion that day. Just met... Could it be that Master Shi actually has a crush on General Meng?"

Shi Zhong looked at him indifferently, this time he really didn't know what to say.

"Well..." the prince said to himself, "Speaking of General Meng, he is considered a wonderful person. It is only natural that Master Shi falls in love with him."

"This subordinate and General Meng are innocent, please don't make fun of me, my lord." Shi Zhong said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, is that so?" The prince "tsk tsk" twice, as if a little regretful, "I originally thought that although General Meng has already married a wife, if Master Shi really loves you, I would be happy to match you two. ..."

Shi Zhong took a deep breath: "My lord..."

"Why," the prince squinted at him, curled his lips, and said with an evil smile, "Master Shi is not happy?"

Shi Zhong knew that the prince was deliberately teasing him, so he refused to speak.

Seeing his perseverance that would rather die than surrender, the prince was so happy that he almost couldn't pretend anymore, stretched out his foot, and stepped on his thigh slowly.

"It's really stupid..."

he said with a sigh.

"You look like this, the king is hardened."

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Shi Zhong looked at him, stretched out his hand suddenly, and when the foot was about to step on his crotch, he grabbed it in time.

"My lord..."

He spoke again, even his voice was trembling, but his lips moved a few times, but he still couldn't say anything.

The lord pursed his lips and smiled, and without giving up, he raised his other leg to step on him.

Shi Zhong was caught off guard, he stepped on it with his foot, let out a muffled grunt, and let go of his hand.

The prince was stunned, seeing the muscles on his face twitching, he suddenly realized that he had stepped on too hard, raised his eyebrows, and thought: Oops, it seems that I have overdone it...

Sure enough, the way Shi Zhong looked at him changed, and the prince glanced wildly, thinking that it would be right to apologize first no matter what, he was knocked down on the bed by a strong force.

Shi Zhong's tall body pressed down, and the prince repeatedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to not stop me!"

Shi Zhong and his nose to nose, panting again and again, suppressing their anger, asked in a hoarse voice: "What... do you want!"

The prince twisted his body, saw that he seemed to be really angry, suddenly smiled, looked at him, lowered his voice, and said in a whisper: "Does Master Shi really not know what this king wants?"

"..."

Shi Zhong's brows tightened, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

The prince stuck out his tongue and licked the tip of his nose, and hugged his neck with a smile.

"Lord Shi, don't get angry...Look, you're poking me here..."

The sky gradually darkened, but the rain in the deserted village continued to fall. The stray animals huddled up in dry corners, waiting for the night to fall. There was a severe chill.

But in one room, the air, though damp, was stirred by a fiery flame, which seemed to seep with infinite heat and make the blood boil.

"Um, ha... ha... ah..."

The prince's hot skin was exposed to the damp and cold air, but he didn't feel the cold at all. He only felt that his body was full of heat, and he wanted to break out from the depths of his soul.

He was lying on the bed, with his head raised high, and he hugged the naked and hot body of the man tightly. The man put his separated legs on his waist, and his calves were weakly resting on the man's lower back. With a fierce attack, the delicate lips trembled, and there were broken and intermittent moans overflowing with forgetfulness.

The man's face was buried in his chest, frantically sucking and biting the flesh on his chest. Although he was dripping with sweat, his crotch was pushing his limp body forward tirelessly like a piling.

"Uh... um... no... no..."

There were tears in the corners of the prince's eyes, he just felt that the man was going crazy, it was too terrible, every time the thing in his body seemed to reach the deepest part of his body, the top edge could always accurately scrape to the most sensitive place in his body, It made him numb and excited, but because he couldn't get comfort in front of him, it seemed that he was always one step away from touching the peak of bliss.

"I, ah... I want to cum... um..."

The lord felt that he couldn't stand it anymore, his whole body was limp as if someone had pulled his bones out, the pain had already swelled to death, he poked the man's lower abdomen with his body ups and downs, it was completely wet, but he didn't Unable to raise his hands to do anything, he couldn't bear it any longer, so he could only beg for mercy from the man with a hoarse voice.

Shi Zhong buried his head in his chest, bit his nipple between his teeth, and sucked hard.

"Ah - don't!" The prince screamed in a low voice, "Don't...I...I can't do it...uh..."

Shi Zhong raised his head, his eyes were red, he stopped moving, and looked at him with rough panting.

At this rare gap, the prince stroked his sweaty back, looked down at him, and said in a hoarse voice: "I...I want to ejaculate...ah!"

With a ruthless and precise attack, the lord just opened his mouth to scream, when he felt the thing in his mouth suddenly jump a few times, Shi Zhong stared at his face that became panic in an instant, and poured out one after another. The turbid liquid shot into his body.

Although the desire was released, Shi Zhong didn't even show a satisfied expression on his sweaty face.

He panted for a moment, as if waiting for the aftertaste of that wave of orgasm to pass completely, then he sat up holding the prince, his big hands moved along his back to the inside of his thighs, and clamped his waist tightly with his slender legs, Then she pressed his round buttocks to bury her thing deeper.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but this more convenient and deep posture made the prince feel that the hideous thing at the back didn't seem to soften, but swelled even more. He put his arms around the man's neck, twisted his waist uneasily, and in exchange for the man A grunt.

Shi Zhong hugged him tightly, and finally opened his mouth.

"You... are hot."

The prince's mind was in a mess, and he couldn't figure out the deep connection between "I want to cum" and "I'm hot". When he was puzzled, he heard him continue.

"Sweat more."

Prince: "..."

A new round of stormy offensive immediately started again, and the prince took a while to "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm up up" for a while to realize that his legitimate request was simply ignored by the man involuntarily.

However, the prince has completely lost the ability to fight for his own legitimate rights and interests. He can only be like a weak boat, lost in the turbulent sea of ​​desire, completely entrusting the future of life and death to all the senses that silently and forcefully occupy him. man.

41

Xiaobai blushed, his eyes were hidden behind the book, he glanced back and forth at the picture on the paper, licked his lips, and glanced quietly at Mr. Baili who was standing in front of the bookshelf with his hands behind his back.

Mr. Baili turned his head and smiled slightly when he saw him looking at him.

"What do you think, ma'am?"

Xiaobai was even more embarrassed, and carefully closed the thick album with his lips pursed, but he still recalled those vivid pictures that made him blush and heartbeat.

Seeing his blushing cheeks, Mr. Baili couldn't help laughing and said, "Why is Madam so shy?"

Xiaobai glanced at him, lowered his eyes again, touched the beautifully bound picture book with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "Did this... sir really give it to me..."

"Madam doesn't like it?" Mr. Baili smiled and sat down opposite him.

"Ah," Xiaobai's face became even hotter. For a moment, he didn't know whether to say "I like it" or to be a little... a little more reserved, "This... is really beautiful..."

Mr. Baili couldn't help laughing: "Ma'am, you and I are both men, what's there to be ashamed of? I just think Ma'am seems too reserved and shy, and I'm afraid the general won't like it, so I have the courage to give this book to you." Ma'am, it doesn't matter whether this book is exquisite or not, what matters is that Madam should put in more effort in this way so that the general will never forget to return."

Filial piety