He is like the old man, not the old man

When Tai Heng woke up, Fu Yin was sitting in front of the mirror, staring at the mirror without speaking, his body was full of condensed breath, which was utterly terrifying.

Hearing the sound of Tai Heng getting up, he turned his head quietly, and watched Tai Heng closely for a long time, until Tai Heng gradually felt guilty, but suddenly said in frustration: "I don't want to dress like this."

He is still Fu Yin who is usually easy to bully.

Tai Heng heaved a sigh of relief, got out of bed and hugged the man's shoulders, looked at him teasingly and regretfully, and said helplessly: "But you lost the bet, you have no joke."

In the past few days, Fu Yin accompanied Tai Heng back to the Feng Clan to participate in the celebration of the Feng Clan. Last night, the two played a game with Lin Zhi Tanwei. In the last game, all three of them lost to Tai Heng. Fu Yin was very unlucky, and the three of them drew three A lottery was made, but he was forced to draw a punishment for going back to the fairyland with Lin Zhi, his mortal enemy, by pretending to be a woman.

Thinking of the way Linzhi stared blankly at him last night, Fu Yin wanted to turn around and beat Tai Heng violently.

Fu Yin leaned against Tai Heng's arms, becoming more and more sullen. He tugged on Tai Heng's sleeves in a fit of anger. Tai Heng was teased by him and laughed in a low voice. Qi way: "Don't laugh."

Tai Heng begged for mercy: "Alright, I won't laugh at you anymore."

Fu Yin looked at him sullenly for a while, then turned her head away, and picked up the wooden comb on the table resignedly.

Fu Yin was handsome and heroic, and there was always an indescribable sense of disobedience when he pretended to be a woman.

Tai Heng sat on one side and watched it interestingly, passing him some things like hairpins and rouge from time to time. When Fu Yin finished his makeup, he turned his face and carefully asked him how he looked, he was quiet for a few moments , endured not laughing.

He leaned forward and kissed Fu Yin's lips. After tasting the sweet taste, he still couldn't hold back: "Haha."

Fu Yin's face exploded, "You!"

Taiheng pressed his hand, and said in time: "The transformation is so beautiful, where did you learn the skills?"

As she spoke, she kept leaning close to kiss Fu Yin's lips, and after kissing Fu Yin straight away, she retreated, and was finally pressed by Tai Heng on the dressing table, her whole face flushed with embarrassment.

"When I was young... sisters, taught me..."

Tai Heng paused, and recalled the appearance of Fu Yin when he was a teenager in his mind. The boy was surrounded by several beautiful women, learning how to draw his eyebrows awkwardly and shamelessly. Just thinking about it, Tai Heng felt that his hands could not help but move. He rubbed the man into his arms hard.

"Come."

He supported Fu Yin's waist, picked him up and put him on his lap, Fu Yin's eyes widened, and his hands subconsciously supported Tai Heng's shoulders. After lingering around the waist for a while, I touched two bulges upwards.

Fu Yin was startled, and realized that he was sitting on Tai Heng's body, so he avoided Tai Heng's kiss, frowned and said, "I don't like this position."

Tai Heng smiled and said, "But I like it."

Fu Yin glared at him, "Change your position."

Tai Heng's eyes suddenly lost, "Fu Yin..."

Fu Yin looked back at him calmly, but his body trembled.

He stood up, and Tai Heng followed his movements, kissing from top to bottom all the way, and finally swallowed Fu Yin's Yanggen, which had already responded.

Fu Yin gasped slightly.

Taiheng held the base of his thighs, and exerted slow and firm force, causing Fu Yin to lean halfway on the dressing table. Fu Yin's lower body was wrapped by his moist and warm mouth, and the pleasure surged like a tide.

Beads of sweat dripped from the forehead, and the hairpin made a soft sound as the hairpin bumped into each other. Fu Yin pressed Tai Heng's back neck with one hand, and grasped the edge of the table with the other, slowly tightening his knuckles.

The dressing table made a slight collision sound.

Tai Heng held Fu Yin's penis in his mouth, pressed his fingers on the sensitive corner of his thigh from time to time, opened Fu Yin's legs calmly, and slowly slid his other hand down, touched the smooth thigh, and reached the knee socket, cleverly As soon as he pressed it, Fu Yin slid and sat on his lap.

The penis slipped out of Tai Heng's mouth, Tai Heng leaned forward and kissed her husband Yin's neck, and at the same time held the hot object, and began to soothe her proficiently.

Fu Yin half-closed her eyes in comfort, and clasped Tai Heng's shoulders with both hands.

"Footing me again..." He sighed.

Tai Heng smiled and kissed his lips, "Fortunately, His Majesty doted on me."

After serving his husband Yin's rear side, he supported the smooth and delicate buttocks on his body, propped up the small opening, and inserted the penis under him into it.

Fu Yin frowned, put his forehead on Tai Heng's shoulder, and arched his back in an arc. This posture was too deep, and it always made him flustered, not knowing when he would be tall.

The two pouches were pressed against the acupuncture point, Fu Yin's tense body gradually relaxed, Tai Heng rubbed his buttocks with his hands from time to time, the genitals did not move, but he could clearly feel the slight tenderness of the veins on it Vibration is normal.

"Fu Yin." Tai Heng rubbed his face, "Move."

Fu Yin grabbed the cloth behind his shoulders, buried her face in his neck, "You do it yourself."

Tai Heng laughed: "You really want me to come?"

Fu Yin didn't answer.

Taiheng supported his body, lifted him up slowly, and put him back down heavily. Fu Yin sat down with the gravity, and at the same time was pushed hard by the man from below. Shouted stop: "Stop, stop!"

Taiheng continued to thrust in the lost hole, and asked him maliciously: "What's wrong?"

Fu Yin's waist was so stimulated by the turbulent pleasure, he grabbed Taiheng's black hair that was scattered behind, and said in a trembling voice: "I, I will do it myself."

Tai Heng kissed his forehead, "Okay."

Fu Yin had no choice but to sit up straight, his gaze met Tai Heng's smiling eyes inadvertently, and then he lowered his eyes in embarrassment.

He looked at the erect penis under him, blushed, and began to swing his waist slowly, using the opened acupuncture point behind him to serve the thick penis under his body.

Fu Yin's movements were slow, and the pleasure of being thrust slowly spread down his body. The penis stretched the opening of the hole over and over again, rubbing hard against the tight meat inside.

The sticky liquid gradually overflowed and dripped on the two sacs. Every time Fu Yin moved up and down, there would be a lustful sound.

Hearing the noise, Fu Yin suddenly felt ashamed to continue.

He smashed all of Taiheng's penis into the acupuncture point, and discussed with Fenghuang, "You carry me to the bed."

Tai Heng touched his waist, gently thrusting his pussy.

"not good."

"Tai Heng." Fu Yin held Tai Heng's face and began to kiss him on the cheek, with some pleading in his tone, "carry me to the bed."

Tai Heng kissed him back, but didn't move.

Fu Yin remembered the lewd words that this man taught her before, so she could only pick a sentence and whisper it in Tai Heng's ear.

"I will hold your waist tightly and call you obediently."

Tai Heng's brain was empty.

Originally, he just wanted to tease this person again, but he never expected to be able to force out such a blood-stimulating sentence.

Fu Yin lightened up and was picked up by Tai Heng.

Enduring the shame in his heart, he wrapped his legs tightly around Tai Heng's waist, Tai Heng kissed his lips, and walked slowly towards the bed, his genitals were grinding his sensitive acupoints with every step. Enduring the great pleasure, he loosened his jaw slightly and called out softly.

"Ah...ah..."

He seldom made a sound in bed.

Hearing this voice, Tai Heng's mind was moved, and he simply put Fu Yin on the wooden table beside him, supported his waist and thrust hard.

The husband is not guarded, so the voice can't help himself.

"Taiheng, Taiheng... ah..."

The penis under his abdomen began to drip, and the hot thing hit him hard inside his body, so that the semen sprayed under Tai Heng's body.

The wooden table is no better than a dressing table, Taiheng will back away to the other side if he moves too much, Taiheng simply throws Fu Yin on the table, presses the man's waist, and pushes in violently, accompanied by Fu Yin like a cat moans, and cum all over her pussy.