General's Good Friday

, You always loved to touch my place before, don’t you also want to suck and lick like me? "

"No...no!" Mr. Zhou put one hand on the center of his lips, powerlessly arguing.

"Look, you still say you don't have it," Mr. Baili said with a chuckle, "I really want to do it but dare not do it. It's really worrying."

Mr. Zhou stood there tremblingly, and couldn't get any comfort, so he couldn't help but feel sad. He quietly reached out to comfort him, but Mr. Baili stopped him halfway.

"You... what are you doing?" Mr. Zhou had his hands pressed on his sides, and seeing Mr. Baili's malicious gaze, he felt uneasy, "I... I feel uncomfortable, let me go!"

"Don't worry," Mr. Baili grabbed him with one hand above his head, and then held it with one hand as before, stretched the other hand aside, took a red rope that he didn't know where it came from, and pointed at him He smiled, "Whether you admit it or not, you must like it."

"you you!"

Master Zhou watched him use the red rope to tie his hands together and fix them to the headpost of the bed, and he couldn't help but stare wide in horror.

"Ah Cheng, you... what are you going to do?"

Mr. Baili kissed him comfortingly: "Fuck you."

"..."

Master Zhou's face suddenly turned red to the point of bleeding.

"puff--"

Mr. Baili looked at his startled and dumbfounded appearance, couldn't help laughing out loud, hugged him and kissed him fiercely again, sighed and said: "My silly brother, you are such an idiot!"

After hearing this, Lord Zhou felt a little more at ease, but frowned again, a little dissatisfied: "What are you talking about..."

Mr. Baili pressed his forehead to his forehead, and whispered, "I'll tie you up and fuck you like this, okay?"

"you you……"

Master Zhou was stunned by his explicit and erotic question, and didn't know what to say.

Mr. Baili rubbed his bottom lightly: "Brother Wenbi..."

Mr. Zhou struggled with his wrist a few times, bit his lips: "You're all tied up, so come and ask me!"

"Where?" Mr. Baili jokingly said with the corners of his lips curled up, "I've just been tied up, and I haven't done it yet."

Master Zhou: "..."

Mr. Baili licked the tip of his nose, and said with a low laugh, "Brother Wenbi, if you don't speak, then you agree—don't be angry with me, okay?"

Master Zhou turned his head in shame and indignation: "You are simply shameless..."

But even the tone of voice was soft, without any deterrent effect.

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"Well, I'm just excessive and shameless."

Mr. Baili said without shame, and took out a white stick about the thickness of two fingers from the side.

Mr. Zhou saw it quietly, and couldn't help but take a closer look, only to see that he took out another small bottle with one hand, poured some semi-solidified substance from the bottle on the stick, wiped it away, and then he realized , the object trembled slightly, it turned out that it was not completely hard.

"What is this?" Mr. Zhou asked in a low voice, in a daze.

Mr. Baili smiled at him, making his hair stand on end, and the uneasy feeling in his heart surged up again.

"You...what are you going to do?" He swallowed, "Don't mess around..."

"Don't worry, I won't mess around."

After Mr. Baili finished speaking, he raised his legs and folded them in front of his chest, so that his back mouth was completely exposed.

Mr. Zhou looked at him shyly and worriedly, his whole body was stiff, and he was so nervous that he even shrank there, making Mr. Baili unable to look away.

"Stop watching!" Master Zhou reprimanded in a low voice.

"Why don't you look at it?" Mr. Baili glanced at him, "Brother Wenbi is so good-looking that I can't take my eyes off him."

Hearing these words, Mr. Zhou was so ashamed that he wanted to hit the wall, and finally saw clearly that he was absolutely no match for Lun's mouth, so he closed his mouth, turned his head and frowned at him.

But he saw that Mr. Baili was actually holding the small white soft stick, making a gesture to stick it behind him!

Master Zhou panicked immediately, and struggled vigorously: "You...what are you doing! Take it away! Take it away!"

Mr. Baili quickly pressed him down, and persuaded him in a good voice: "Don't move, this is precious, it won't hurt so much after using it, hey, don't move..."

Master Zhou felt that the thing had reached the acupuncture point on his back, and his hands were restrained, and he couldn't struggle with him, fearing that the thing would really be inserted, he was so anxious that tears flowed down immediately.

"I don't want this! I don't want this..." His voice was crying, "Ah Cheng! Let me go! Let me go..."

Mr. Baili held him down and kept him from moving. He was trying his best to stuff the thing in, and he was still trying to persuade him, but Mr. Zhou refused to stop no matter what.

When he realized that the end of the cold thing was really going to be inserted, he finally collapsed in fright and cried loudly.

"Don't! Don't... I beg you! Ah Cheng! Don't treat me like this... woo woo woo..."

"Huh?" Seeing that he reacted so fiercely, Mr. Baili was stunned, although he knew that he was reserved and polite, and it might be difficult to accept such things, "Wen... Brother Wenbi?"

When Mr. Zhou thought that the evil and obscene things were about to enter his body, he really wished he could faint immediately, and his face was covered with tears from crying.

"You...you really don't want this?" Mr. Baili looked at the treasure in his house that he spent a lot of money to search for in his hand, hesitantly, "It will hurt..."

"Don't... I don't want it..." Master Zhou cried so hard that he couldn't speak, he shook his head and begged, "Ah Cheng, I beg you! Don't do this, I beg you..."

Mr. Baili silently put away the thing, quickly turned around and hugged him softly to comfort him: "Okay, okay, we don't want it anymore, don't cry, don't cry, okay?"

He casually tore off the clothes on the side, wiped the tears from Master Zhou's face carefully, and said softly: "I won't tease you anymore, so Jingyu, don't cry, okay?"

Master Zhou looked at him with tears in his eyes, and said hoarsely, "I don't want that..."

"No, no, don't be afraid, I've thrown them all away!" Mr. Baili kissed his forehead and the corners of his eyes comfortingly, and then smiled, "I see, you don't like that, you like mine, don't you? "

Master Zhou frowned, and tears overflowed from his eyes: "How could you... woo... bully me like this..."

Mr. Baili gently rubbed his face that was almost stiff from crying, and said with a soft smile, "I don't bully you, but who do I want to bully?"

Lord Zhou turned his face away, closed his eyes and silently suppressed tears.

Mr. Baili's hand moved down quietly, Master Zhou suddenly felt a foreign body invaded from behind, his whole body tensed up, and was about to exclaim, Mr. Baili quickly kissed him, blocking his mouth.

Master Zhou stared wide-eyed: "Mmm!"

Mr. Baili waited until the kiss was enough and the finger was almost in before letting go, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, this is my hand."

Mr. Zhou's cheeks were flushed, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he kept silent, enduring that strange and uncomfortable feeling in shame and embarrassment.

Mr. Baili touched a certain place with his fingers, looked down at Mr. Zhou's face, curled his mouth, and said with a smile: "Is it here?"

Master Zhou looked puzzled: "Huh?"

Mr. Baili pressed his fingers slightly——

Master Zhou tensed up all over: "Oh! Ah... um..."

He quickly hummed softly and fell limp.

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The waiter of the post house went back to his room and sat for a while to be lazy, and then he remembered that there were visitors coming, and he should make a pot of tea for them.

When he boiled the tea and carried it to Mr. Zhou's room, he saw the door of Mr. Zhou's room closed tightly from afar.

"Could the guest leave now?" He rubbed his head, "Hey, forget it, I'll go back and drink myself!"

He only said that the guests had already left, Mr. Zhou was sleeping with the door closed, he was happy to be at leisure without being waited on, and returned to his room with a smile.

Little did they know, in the room at this moment, Mr. Zhou not only failed to sleep, but was also very tired.

"Ah... um... ah, Ah Cheng... slow down, slow down... ah..."

Mr. Zhou's hands were tied above his head, his legs were flabbergasted, and his naked and flushed body was heaving up and down with Mr. Baili's ungentle movements. Standing up tremblingly under the deep precise attack, pitifully spitting out transparent drops of water, mixed with the balm overflowing from below that was melted by the rising body temperature of the two, making the connection between the two wet in a mess.

Hearing Mr. Zhou's weak request, Mr. Baili moved up his hands that were originally on his crotch, leaned over and held his face.

"Want to cum?"

He slammed hard from below, but his voice was so gentle that it almost dripped.

"Ah..." Lord Zhou opened his mouth wide, gasping for breath, "I...I feel so uncomfortable..."

Mr. Baili stretched out his hand to touch the place behind him, the fold was stretched open by his things, it was slightly red and swollen, but there was no bleeding, so he gently rubbed it slowly, while stroking Mr. Zhou's slender legs up and down, bowing He laughed and said, "Is it uncomfortable, or is it too good? Huh?"

The tears in the corners of Mr. Zhou's eyes were still wet, another drop of tears flowed down his head slightly, and he begged hoarsely, "I...I really can't take it anymore, I can't breathe..."

Mr. Baili brushed the wet hair stained with sweat and tears on his cheeks for him, and smiled playfully: "I can't take it until I'm about to ejaculate...Jingyu, your body is too weak. "

Master Zhou squinted at him with red eyes.

Mr. Baili kissed his forehead and said in a low voice: "That's why I said, don't sit in the room all the time when you are free.