【Zhou Fumei】Game of the upper ranks

He pulled his subordinate and motioned him to stand forward so that he could eat his flesh completely.

Not only did Faust obey his instructions, he even stepped forward to give him a boost—the meat blade sank into Mephisto's acupuncture point by the way.

Mephisto whimpered.His empty body finally turned into a solid body, the fragile cavity was filled to the brim, and the still sensitive flesh wall squirmed around the iron, begging it to leave its exclusive marks on the soft flesh.Not enough, this is not enough, Mephisto clenched the opponent's hand, and finally couldn't help but begged for fuck: "Fuck me...it's so itchy inside..."

The boss's groans were choked with sobs, and the subordinate's sanity was almost broken.Faust held the opponent's buttocks to move slowly, and tried to rub the opponent's sensitive point with his cock as much as possible: "...where is it itchy?"

"Ahh - here... use force..."

The commander has also been starved for a long time, so hungry that the pride and self-restraint of being a superior are pulled out of his body by the cock. As long as that person can feed his greedy little mouth, he can satisfy all the lustful delusions of his subordinates.Faust's movements became faster and faster, and Mephisto emptied himself, and began to sway back and forth in coordination with the opponent's movements, like a female beast eager to be fertilized, beautiful and lustful.

Faust leaned over his white back and grabbed the back of his neck with one bite.That is the seven inches of most females, and mating males often bite here to declare their sovereignty.The back of the neck of the man under him was equally sensitive, Faust left a series of red marks on it, but the copulation movements became more and more fierce, almost breaking the lascivious soft membrane.

Mephisto loved his roughness so much, he simply discarded his last dignity, and turned his head to kiss himself: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhss ofhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Faust's brain nerves were about to be broken: "You...turn around."

"No... I don't want you to pull it out..." Mephisto refused to cooperate, and complained that he stopped his movements, and even straightened his hips, shaking back and forth in vain, "Hurry up, keep moving..."

The sniper took a deep breath and pulled out his cock.At the same time as the two separated, the red and swollen mouth even let out a reluctant "Bo" sound, and unstoppable lewd water flowed down Mephisto's thigh.Faust turned the little goblin inside out, folded the clothes he had taken off to cover him up, and then carried him to the conference table.

The commander was in heat to the point where he was almost familiar with it, and just the few steps of the transfer had to be rubbed against him again and again.As soon as he was put down, he immediately clamped his waist with his thighs, urging the meat blade to enter.

"Quick...here..."

The scalding hard object conquered his mucous membrane again.The change of position allowed the cock to penetrate extremely deep, and the tip of the cock head faintly scratched the place Mephisto had longed for.He let out a sweet moan, and his green eyes were full of confusion and mist: "Ah... I stabbed it..."

Faust held him in his arms like a toddler holding his own milk jug.The commander still had the strength to talk nonsense at first, but the excessive pleasure soon paralyzed his language system, he could only slightly open his mouth, sticking out his soft tongue to beg for a kiss from the person holding him.

Faust bowed his head and kissed him obediently, and Mephistopheles hugged his neck.The Commander's top and bottom are both hot and wet, sucking his two flexible meat sticks viscously, the unswallowed saliva drips down the Commander's jaw to his collarbone, and the unbearable lewd water also flows along the two sides. The intersection of people flows to the conference table.

Mephisto was about to be fucked, and his thighs opened and closed with the regularity of the thrusting of the cock, trying to squeeze out the white crossbow bolts in the opponent's body.But at this moment, the sniper seemed to have noticed something, picked up the coat on the chair with his backhand, and wrapped his head and face around the person in his arms.

The sound of thin footsteps came from outside the door.The soundproofing of the meeting room is very good. If it is not a sniper with exceptionally keen five senses, others will not be able to hear it at all.Mephistopheles didn't notice the change, he turned a corner of his clothes in puzzlement, and looked at Faust with questioning eyes.

The white soft fur protruded a little from the clothes, and the big lustful eyes were still looking at him pitifully.The sniper's expression froze, the fleshy thing overcame his reason, and immediately resumed his twitching on his own.

"Ah..." Mephisto was a little dazed, he grabbed Faust's arm, and asked him in a breathy voice, "What...what's going on?"

When two people get along for a long time, they will definitely influence each other.The sniper, who had always been indifferent and rigid, actually wanted to play tricks on the opponent.He speeded up his push, and at the same time whispered back into the commander's reddened ear in a breathy voice: "...There are people in the corridor, they may come in at any time."

This statement is half true and half false.Those people's footsteps were heavy and fragmented, and they must be amateurs in combat. Most likely they were just a few passing fish—no matter how you think about it, they would not enter the "in use" conference room.

Faust just wanted to pay back to the commander who tried to play tricks on him, but the effect was better than he expected.The small hole suddenly shrunk sharply, as if refusing his entry, gradually biting his flesh tightly.The sensitive glans was so pressed that it almost disarmed the sniper on the spot.

Even more exciting, however, is Mephisto himself.He pinched Faust's upper arm fiercely, and his voice sounded like he was about to cry: "You...you think of a way..."

Faust's scalp was numb from his small mouth, and he had to use double the strength to move the tunnel of the person under him.But the commander still struggled and grabbed his hand, as if trying to hide him somewhere, which made the intercourse more difficult.Faust is a bit overbearing, but he committed a crime, so he has to coax him well.

"I've wrapped you up...you won't be seen."

Mephisto snorted dissatisfiedly, grinding his teeth with his neckline.

"how about you?"

"what?"

"You look like this... I don't want others to see it."

The cunning strategist finally shed his cocoon and showed everything to the other party without reservation.Faust didn't say much, just took Mephisto's hand with his backhand, and then...fingers intertwined.

"They're gone. Let's... hurry up."

The sudden rush broke Mephisto's defenses, and he was forced to relax, swaying helplessly against Faust's movement.However, he still had to worry about the ears of the partition wall, so he could only bite the opponent's shoulders tightly, so that the moaning sound could be lower than the sound of water coming from the intersection of the two.The bitten sniper also seemed to be a little out of control, and the ruthless fuck smoothed every wrinkle in Mephisto's body, and penetrated every inch of the itchy place in the cavity.Under the intense sprint, both sides reached the climax almost simultaneously, and Mephisto almost lost consciousness due to the excessive pleasure. He collapsed on Faust's body, but he still did not forget to hold the other's hand tightly.

Faust wrapped Mephistopheles tightly, bypassed all the sentries skillfully, and brought him back to his room.Mephisto was almost awake when Faust tucked him under the quilt. When Faust lay next to him, he rubbed upwards, opened his arms, and hugged the fluffy head.

"Faust."

"Ok?"

"Listen—I'm only saying this once."

The commander leaned close to his ear, and gently shared Sarkaz's information and the difficulties involved in his mission.He spoke quickly, as if he was talking about something insignificant—it wasn't until the end that Mephisto rubbed his ear and said the ultimate purpose of this combat guidance.

"So you...protect yourself first."

Faust did not respond, but tightened his arms around the commander's waist.Mephisto ruffled his tangled hair and pressed his face into his arms.

"Go to sleep."

End of the meeting.

Faust was really exhausted, and the day and night research and development ate up all his sleep time.At the moment Mephisto's voice fell, he clasped the waist of the other party and fell into a deep sleep.

Mephisto lowered his head and kissed the top of his hair after he heard his even breathing.

——In the middle of the lingering relationship just now, what Faust did to him secretly.

Tallulah walked through the long corridor on the second floor and found Mephisto by a certain window.

The team for Sarkaz has assembled.Today is the first expedition of the new cadres, and Faust is standing at the head of the team, preaching something to the neatly arranged formation.Mephisto stood on the second floor, his eyes were on him naked.

Tallulah stood beside him, looking at the ready-to-go team together with him: "Are you worried?"

"Not really."

Mephisto drooped his eyelashes, and his tone was calm.Tallulah looked at Mephistopheles, then at Faust, and suddenly started a strange topic: "He grows really fast. We suspect that Longmen's researchers gave him growth-inhibiting potions."

"what?"

Mephisto seemed to realize something, and turned to look at Tallulah.Tallulah seemed to be in a good mood, she propped herself up against the window frame, and said with a smile in her voice after a long absence: "Let me tell you, when you brought him back from the Longmen Guard Bureau, wasn't he still a little wax gourd? "

15 minutes to go.After Faust finished reorganizing, he raised his head and met his gaze.Mephisto looked at the slender tail behind him for a long time, gestured to Faust, and then disappeared on the window sill on the second floor without a sound.

Tallulah didn't know where she went.Mephisto was waiting alone at the stairs, and after a while, the figure of Faust appeared in his vision.The sun was shining warmly on the stairs through the window, and Mephistopheles turned his back to the sun, looking as if