【Zhou Fumei】Game of the upper ranks

In the face of controllable sex, Mephisto was actually scared for the first time.

"You!—hah... get out! Get out now!"

The sniper didn't change his expression, he pinched the waist of the prey and began to open and close.Even if the cavity has been fully expanded, the size of the meat blade is still too big, and Faust doesn't know how to control the strength, and the hard bone pushes against the center of the cavity without mercy, as if trying to pierce the fragile passage.

The commander has always acted as the superior in sex, never has he suffered such humiliation.What made him even more unacceptable was that the thrusting of the "little virgin" in front of him was not reckless, and the sensitive points of his acupoints were taken care of submissively, which made him feel happy from the tearing pain.

Fuck Cherryboy!Mephisto's forehead was full of violent blue veins, he stood up stiffly, bit Faust's side neck, and his canine teeth stuck on the opponent's aorta impartially.Faust reacted extremely quickly, and at the same time Mephisto moved his mouth, he quickly moved and grabbed the opponent's throat.Mephisto couldn't breathe, he could only desperately squeeze Faust's wrist, his little face turned blue all of a sudden.

The two stalemate for a long time, and the suffocation swept over Mephisto, and he was forced to let go first.The sniper didn't get the benefit either, a bloody tooth mark was left on the blue skin, and a few scales were scratched off by the fangs.

If it was a second late, Mephisto would tear a piece of flesh from his body.But the instigator is still not to be outdone, he is still eating his cock below, but the small mouth above is threatening and clamoring:

"Bastard! It's not that easy to fuck me—"

Before he finished speaking, the white-haired commander was firmly pushed back onto the marble table.Faust learned his lesson, he freed one hand to suppress all the movements of Mephisto, and the other hand pinched his thigh tightly, making him bow his body into a C shape in humiliation, enduring the crusade from the victor plunder.

"Ah—you, you will pay the price!"

Faust grabbed Mephisto's scratching hands and pressed them to the commander's head.The sniper's bright red pupils were dim, and his irises were shining green: "You are welcome."

The opponent's strength was much stronger than expected, Mephisto couldn't break free from the shackles, and all his attacks were in vain under the absolute brute force.He twisted his waist desperately, while trying to avoid the invasion of the flesh blade, while attacking the invader with the dirtiest and most vicious words he had ever heard.Faust took the commander's struggle as a pleasure, beat him deeper and harder with a long whip, and at the same time enjoyed the way the other party was clearly immersed in lust but still struggled to resist.

What mortified Mephisto the most was that as the sex progressed, his unsatisfactory cunt was spontaneously matured.The fire of desire ignited his cranial nerves, burning along the spine all the way to the small hole behind the coccyx, the pain gradually eased, replaced by the pleasure of destroying heaven and earth.

The sound of the water at the junction became clearer, hitting Mephisto's eardrums.He didn't even need to look down, he knew that his cum had already soaked the joint between the two of them, and was beaten into lascivious foam by the thrusting cock.

He went from the supreme commander of the Reunification Movement to being fucked into a rough bitch.

Faust stripped him clean at some point, leaving only a pair of white underwear hanging on his calf, swaying pitifully with the action of copulation, like a white flag for the commander to disarm and surrender.Mephisto's moans became more and more sweet, and when he was pushed to the center of his hole again, his whole body trembled like electricity, and he reached his second orgasm.Faust couldn't resist the peristaltic squeeze of the inner wall for a while, and was successfully squeezed out the semen, which filled Mephisto's stomach.

The fed commander slumped on the table, as if he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.His legs were wide open, and his small mouth was forced to hold the cock that was not completely weakened. The opening of his hole was full of white and water stains, making him look a bit pitiful.Faust let go of the hand that restrained him, and rubbed the bruise on his wrist soothingly.

"Does it hurt?"

Mephisto sat up.The lower bodies of the two were still connected, and the soft inner wall was sucking the deep-embedded dick diligently. He deliberately twisted his waist, and the sniper snorted softly, and the dormant object gradually swelled in the tunnel.

"It doesn't hurt at all, baby... It's so refreshing."

The slender legs climbed up the sniper's waist, and his arms wrapped around his neck.The commander put on a feminine posture, his fair skin was bright red, and his whole body seemed to be dominated by sexual desire.

Faust paused, pulled his hand to his eyes, and kissed it reverently.

This was probably a rare moment for a cold-faced killer to show warmth, but Mephisto was not moved by it.The moment the sniper lowered his head, Mephisto touched the dagger hidden under the desk and stabbed Faust in the heart without hesitation.

It has to be said that Mephisto is a cunning opportunist, but he is not a front-line operator who is good at fighting. No matter how you think about it, this assassination will not work.Fortunately, the sniper was also in a gentle atmosphere, hesitating for a tenth of a second before bumping the stabbing cold front away with his elbow.

The sharp weapon stabbed crookedly, only cutting the tights around Faust's waist, and drawing a light bloodstain on the blue skin.The dagger bounced a few times on the ground, and needles could be heard throughout the office.

The raid failed.He will bear all the consequences.

The white-haired boss was pushed back, and the furious subordinate turned him over and made him kneel on his desk in a beastly copulation position.A hard and sharp weapon different from a dagger pierced Mephisto's body, squeezing out his cries like a trapped animal.The cold-blooded beast pulled one of his arms, forced him to raise his hips high, and fucked him roughly with the beast's utensils. Still covered with the white spirit that Faust had just injected, it looked extremely miserable.

The marble tabletop was cold, the hand that pinched him was cold, the thin tail wrapped around his thigh was as cold as ice, but the cock inside the cavity was scalding hot enough to burn him.Even though he was being roughly treated, he was so happy that his soul trembled. This made Mephisto crumble the papers on the table in anger.

Faust wanted to tear the shredded paper away, but Mephisto grabbed his wrist, the sniper punched forward with a black face, and the person under him raised his neck and made a crying sound, making Faust was able to withdraw his hand and press it again on the back of the prey's head.

In the back-and-forth game, the commander was completely defeated.The boss was trembling with his legs crossed, his body was softened by lust, and he no longer had the momentum he had when he led his subordinates back to the office.The sore and limp legs couldn't kneel anymore, and Mephisto finally couldn't bear Faust's almost rough fuck, so he could only lie on his side and curled up on the table, hugging his reddened knee tightly.Misfortunes never come singly, the overly weak body automatically activated the restoration technique, and the soft white light enveloped Mephisto, making the commander's face turn blue and purple with embarrassment.

"You—well...you...let me remember..."

This threat was so soft that it sounded like she was being coquettish.The commander was exhausted, his fair face was covered with physiological tears, but his lower body was more wet than his cheeks, the more humiliated his pussy was, the tighter he sucked the blade, and the ample lewd water soaked his cock alive.

He couldn't resist anymore, and his waist softened completely into a human-shaped masturbation cup exclusive to Faust.

Faust took away his arm that was intended to cover his face, picked up one of his legs, put it on his shoulder, continued to fuck him in this position, and pinched his upturned cock with the other hand, Gently stroking the pink glans with what can be said to be gentle strength.

"Well, I remember."

As soon as the words fell, the sniper went straight to the rosy buttocks, sent the prey to climax again, and then supported his waist to sprint a few times, and shot him slowly in the stomach.

The white-haired commander's whole body was as wet as if he had just been watered by a gardening cart. The small mouth of his lower body was bright red and swollen, and white turbidity flowed out from the hole, and he fell into a semi-comatose state.Vaguely, he seemed to be hugged to some soft place, his body was wrapped in clothes, and his eyes were covered by big hands.

Finally, his lips touched something slightly cool.

Mephisto frowned, and fell into a coma unwillingly.

The white-haired commander had a dream.

Not long ago, he received a mission to go to the Longmen Guard Bureau to rescue a group of infected people who were imprisoned and tortured.The commander led his undead siblings to the top floor and killed all the guards guards.The scene of blood and flesh was not reflected in his mind, and his attention was attracted by a small dusty door in the side corridor.

There was no movement inside the door, but a strong breath of blood came through the gap.Mephisto broke the lock and opened the door, and found that it was an independent and huge laboratory.

——No, this place is more like a torture chamber than a laboratory.The heavy chains seem to trap some terrifying beasts, and all kinds of hideous things are covered with suspicious bloodstains.The smell of blood came from the researchers of the Guards Bureau scattered all over the ground. They were all dead, and their blood pooled into a pool of blood on the ground. In the middle of the pool of blood was a thin boy curled up.

He was badly wounded, his face was smeared with blood, and Faust couldn't see his face clearly, he could only barely make out that he was an infected person-and apparently, he had just been brought in by the integration movement. Chaos, killed all the people here by himself.

Is an extremely dangerous person.Mephisto made a judgment in his heart.

The little boy was staring at him warily.Mephisto was also looking at him, and the two looked at each other silently for a few seconds, but the communicator on Mephisto's waist broke the hypocritical peace between the two.