General's Good Friday

Laughing, the whole person pressed up and kissed him lingeringly, holding his hands with one hand, while the other hand slipped into the open placket and groped into the inside of his clothes, aiming at the sensitive part of his back waist. After rubbing, Master Zhou, who had been lonely for a long time, was soft all over his body, his face was flushed, and he could only breathe softly.

"No, it can't be done..." Mr. Zhou slowly shook his head with tears in his eyes, "Bai... prostitution in the daytime, how decent is it..."

Mr. Baili chuckled, and leaned against his face and sighed in a low voice: "My good brother, who would know about closing the door? When you mess with me, why don't you think about 'what's the matter'?" ?”

"I..." Mr. Zhou said in embarrassment at a loss for words, "I never...did you..."

"Okay, okay," Mr. Baili untied his clothes, rolled his eyes with a smile, "You are very decent, I was the one who teased you during the day, I am not decent, okay?"

"You...you're just being presumptuous!" Mr. Zhou turned his face away in shame and indignation, and said sadly, "You just...just because I can't leave you..."

Seeing that his eyes were red, as if he was about to cry, Mr. Baili felt that he seemed to be pushing too much. He quickly let go of his hand, held his face and couldn't stop kissing him, then bent his eyes and licked his face. Licking the tip of his nose, he said flatteringly, "Yes, I just rely on you and can't leave me, brother Wenbi, what do you do?"

When Master Zhou heard him squeeze his throat and call out the address he coaxed him to change when he was young, his ears felt hot and his eyes wandered.

Mr. Baili couldn't help laughing when he saw him showing such a mood, and said deliberately: "Do you still remember that every time you made me lose, I would call you like that, 'Brother Wenbi !Brother Wenbi! I can't do it...Brother Wenbi...'”

Mr. Zhou was so hot that his face was burned by his repeated yelling, he hurriedly yelled: "You...you are too much!"

After hearing this, Mr. Baili rubbed against his body, smiling like a fox who stole a chicken.

"Believe it or not... I can go a little further."

79

Master Zhou tightly closed his eyes, feeling stiff all over his body as Mr. Baili's hands were moving around his body in an extremely erotic way, constantly teasing his desire.

And the worst thing is, besides the humiliation and helplessness of having to succumb to his threats, he slowly realized that he seemed to be unknowingly indulging in the intimacy he had longed for for too long.

He could even feel the uncontrollable shivering from the depths of his body when Mr. Baili's warm palm touched his skin without barriers.

When he was young, he was a son, he was a school boy, and later he became an adult, and he became an aide, so in Master Zhou's heart, facing Mr. Baili, he has always had such a vague sense of superiority and self-esteem.

He is a rather stubborn person, and he has little desire for lust. He just thinks that he has married a virtuous and virtuous wife with Mr. Baili who is caring and sensible. Pay attention to the changes of the little book boy around you as time goes by.

So when Mr. Baili left home for the first time, he didn't care too much about it. He didn't know that something was wrong until the people he sent to search in Jingzhou City and his hometown said that there was no trace of Master Baili. When Mr. Baili just appeared in front of him, he didn't even figure out why Mr. Baili left him suddenly.

So, against the Mr. Baili who had been prepared for a long time, Mr. Zhou, who was completely defenseless, lost all of himself without any surprise.

"Ah Cheng, Ah Cheng..."

Mr. Zhou's white chest was exposed. Mr. Baili gently held his chest with one hand, rubbed the red spot on his left chest, and pulled his underpants with the other hand. While panting in a low voice, he raised his head , licking his chin: "Huh?"

Master Zhou slightly opened his tear-filled eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Don't leave me..."

Mr. Baili separated his legs, and pushed his hard lower part to his crotch, and saw him purse his lips tightly and let out an unbearable moan.

He smiled with satisfaction, gently touched his flushed face, and said softly: "My good brother, I won't leave you... I won't leave you again, okay?"

"Really?"

Mr. Zhou was tormented by the rising lust and the uneasiness and grievance in his heart. His Ah Cheng seemed to be a different person. The sudden persecution and humiliation of him made him at a loss and had nowhere to go. Facing the The toughness and unyielding integrity of the officialdom are all crushed into a puddle of mud by the people around him at this moment.

"Of course it's true," Mr. Baili smiled and made a good promise to him, then took off his clothes, picked something out of the clothes, and smiled at him, "Brother Wenbi, Do you remember how you coaxed me the first time we did it?"

"What... what?" Lord Zhou turned his head away in shame, not daring to look at him, "I... I forgot..."

Mr. Baili suppressed him with a smile: "How disgusting! How can you forget such a thing? But it doesn't matter, although you forgot, I still remember it clearly..."

"You...don't say it!" Lord Zhou quickly covered his mouth, lest he really tell those despicable and shameless lies he had back then.

Mr. Baili stared at him with a pair of smiling eyes, suddenly stuck out his tongue, and gently licked his palm.

Master Zhou's hand trembled suddenly, and he retracted: "What are you doing?"

Mr. Baili squeezed the soft flesh around his waist, and suddenly said softly, "Brother Wenbi, come and take a look, I'm so swollen and painful here, am I sick?"

"You!" Lord Zhou's eyes widened suddenly, and he hurriedly covered his mouth, "I told you to stop talking!"

Mr. Baili laughed muffledly for a while, and then pulled his hand away: "Okay, okay, please be obedient, and I won't say anything, okay?"

He took Lord Zhou's hand, pressed it under his body, and covered the hard place: "Look, I didn't lie."

Master Zhou looked away shyly.

Mr. Baili blew into his ear, and whispered: "I feel bad, you can help me with it first, okay?"

Lord Zhou moved his lips, but he didn't speak.

Mr. Baili said again: "The other day you put all your effort into suppressing others, why don't you..."

"I'll help you!" Master Zhou suddenly interrupted him loudly, and looked at him with shame and indignation, "Stop talking!"

eighty

After Mr. Zhou finished speaking, under Mr. Baili's burning gaze, he reached out his hand hesitantly, unbuttoned Mr. Baili's trousers, and pulled down the waist of the trousers.

Mr. Baili got up and raised his legs very cooperatively, allowing him to take off the last cover on his body.

The thing that was released under him was indeed ready to go, and the size when it stood upright was quite impressive. Master Zhou looked at it with a blushing face, and felt that it was just like Mr. Baili today, and it was the same as that long-ago The jerky appearance in Qing Cong's memory is far from it.

When did this happen?Mr. Zhou really didn't understand, he hadn't noticed all this time, when did the well-behaved, soft and obedient little bookboy beside him quietly become what he is now?

His heart was in a mess, he stretched out his hand to hold the object, felt it beating in his hand, his heart beat fast involuntarily, raised his head and glanced at Mr. Baili, then he held it tightly and moved it up and down.

"Uh... huh... huh..."

Mr. Baili couldn't help humming comfortably, his face slowly turned red, he raised his head slightly, looked down at Mr. Zhou, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

"Brother Wenbi, just...a little more force...ah...so comfortable..."

Lord Zhou felt ashamed of being called out by him, and said in a low voice, "Don't...don't call me that again!"

Mr. Baili leaned over and bit his neck lightly, and said in a tired voice, "Don't you like me to call you that? Brother Wenbi, I want more, Brother Wenbi..."

"I... I didn't!" Master Zhou reprimanded, but his voice was trembling, "I was young then, now, now..."

He is being played wantonly under him like this, and he is forced to do such a thing, how can he have the face to bear this "brother"?

"What's the matter now..." Mr. Baili stretched his hand from his waist to the back, opened his palm to grasp his soft buttocks, and kept rubbing it with the rhythm of his strokes, "Um... Now, in the future, aren't you also my brother Wenbi?"

"At a time like this..." Mr. Zhou couldn't help but look away after being teased like this, "You...why do you tease me like this! Seeing me embarrassed, you...you are so happy!"

"Hehehe," Mr. Baili went down and kissed his chest, and laughed in a low voice, "Brother Wenbi, you're lying again, I think you obviously like it very much..."

He took away Master Zhou's hand that was moving on him, moved his body down, blew lightly on the slightly raised object under Master Zhou, and kissed the already wet top again.

"Obviously when I call you like that, I'm so excited that I'm about to cry. Why don't you admit it?"

With a muffled laugh, he pushed up one of Master Zhou's legs, turned his head, sucked and licked the soft and sensitive skin on the inner thigh, which caused Master Zhou to bite his lips tightly, and still couldn't stop his unbearable humming.

"Don't...don't..."

"You are like this. You obviously like it very much, but you dare not admit it," he said while doing things that made Mr. Zhou ashamed and indignant, "you tell me