【Nain】Neighbor in a different way

When Slein woke up, he found himself sitting in the passenger seat of Sleipnir. Inaifan drove the car calmly, and all the weapons on his body were confiscated. Thinking of the plan that was only one step away from success, Slein felt in his heart. All kinds of emotions surged, and he rushed to grab the steering wheel.

The off-road vehicle made a creaking sound of brakes, Inafan held the steering wheel tightly, but still rushed out of the road and drove into the desert belt next to him.Before the car stopped, Slein kicked the door and got out of the car. He wanted to go back and deal with the Martian knight. This was his duty, the only atonement he could make.

The war he caused should be dealt with by him alone, even if he died because of it, he deserved the fate.

The effect of the medicine has not yet faded, and Slein is a little unsteady when he walks. Tarsis is placed behind Sleipnir. He wobbles and tries to take it off, but is stopped by someone. Inafan grabs it. He wanted to push him back into the car, but Slein resisted fiercely. Inafan said: "I have reported the coordinates of the mine to Sister Xue, and the military will send people to wipe them out immediately."

"No, I have to solve it myself!" Slein blushed.

"You're going back to die." Inafan said, with a tone of upset that no one had ever heard before.

"Then what else can a war criminal do!"

Inafan’s answer was to roughly push him down on the hood, and it was not comfortable to stick his back on the car hood that was heated by the sun, but Slein didn’t care about this, because the zipper of the leather jacket had been pulled down, The cold amulet suddenly touched the skin, and he was not wearing any clothes under the leather jacket, revealing a flat and strong body covered with whips.

The chassis of the off-road vehicle is high, and Slein is half lying on it, his feet can't reach the ground, and he can't exert his strength. A bite on the inner thigh.

"What do you want to do!" Sensing his intentions, Slein struggled, "You are crazy, this is the highway..."

At first it was just trying to divert Slaine's attention to calm him down, but now everything has changed.

It was Slein who was not calm just now, and now it is his turn to be unable to calm down.

When Inafan put his fingers into his body, Slein gasped and gasped. Two fingers were sucked into the dry tunnel at once. Scratching and scratching, but can't catch anything.

The speed of lust ignited was faster than that of gunpowder. Inafan stretched Slein's legs apart, and stuffed his third finger into the narrow hole. He moved fiercely in the depths, and the fragile inner wall was stimulated and tightened. At the same time, it instinctively secretes lubricating body fluids.

Hastily opened up, Inafan pulled out his fingers, and Slein suddenly felt his body slide forward, his entire back was attached to the hood but his waist was completely suspended in the air, he gasped in surprise, Inafan supported his hips, lifted his With his legs on his shoulders, the unreserved disclosure of his private parts made Slein feel extremely ashamed.

He was still dying of embarrassment and anger. The next moment, there was a sharp pain in his lower body. The fiery foreign body seemed to tear through the narrow entrance and savagely pierced into the depths of his body. It seemed to be nailed there, above the waist, it could only cling to the hood of the car, and below the waist was in Inaho's hands, only the waist was hanging in the air, and it was difficult to withstand the fierce attack.

Slein only felt that this action almost broke his waist.

"It's so tight." Inafan admired, looking at Slein who was lying powerlessly on his back on Sleipnir, the hard iron armor against the soft and beautiful body, and the bright orange against the blush of lust. The snow-white skin is shockingly gorgeous.

This opponent in his destiny, the enemy he can never forget, is wrapping his body tightly around him, and the tight tunnel makes him uncomfortable. Inaho leans down and intensifies his movements, using the most primitive tough attack to soften the people underneath body of.

"It hurts...it hurts..." Slein gritted his teeth, "You... bastard... um—" However, a sexy nasal voice was inadvertently leaked between the words.

His body was filled with fiery heat, and he had never felt so full before. His body was packed full, and the corridor was filled without a single gap. His whole body was shaken violently, and the entire blue sky reflected in his pupils followed. Shaking, he was forcefully violated in the endless desert, the strong sensuality mixed with the dry yellow sand, who the fuck can control where this is.

Inafan pushed his waist up, satisfied that Slein's waist was flexible and strong, and could be easily folded into the most convenient position for entry.The frenzied sprinting and rough thrusting make the pain arouse into great pleasure. This is the most primitive way of intercourse. It is simply to conquer the object of fancy with strength. Slein can hardly believe that the one who has done such a thing is the one who has always been forever A person with a calm face.

He felt that Inaho must be crazy, and he felt that he was crazy too, to tolerate such a thing.

The chance to hug may only be once in this life, followed by a long separation.

Thinking of this, resistance becomes careless.

Inaho let go of the hand holding his hip, put his hand on the car cover and interlocked his fingers.Slein, who suddenly lost his support, hurriedly clamped Inafan with his legs, and the opponent just pushed forward. He unconsciously matched the rhythm of the rhythm, and the fiery foreign object pushed deeper, stimulating his body to tremble one after another. Resistance was smashed to pieces.

"No, I can't... my waist... hurts..." The voice that was shouted indiscriminately even felt that it was too slutty.

Slei couldn't use his strength because of his weakness, so he could only rely on Inafan's hard bumps to stabilize his body. When he pushed in, he felt as if he was firmly nailed to the car hood. When he pulled out, his body lost support and fell suddenly. Being pushed back, Slein was forced to almost collapse, and his own desire was also soaring that it was about to explode.

"Cry out when you feel pain." Inafan said, "If you still feel pain, it proves that you are still alive, Slein."

When I heard this sentence, tears really flowed out.

As if a gap had been opened, those moans and whimpers that made people blush and heartbeat could no longer be suppressed.