Chapter 7

Rong Baiwen put on his trousers, then took out a casual coat from the closet and put it on. He straightened his hair in front of the mirror. The scattered strands of hair made him more handsome, but there was a seductive charm in his eyebrows.

He opened the door and walked downstairs to the living room.

A woman and a man sitting on the sofa in the living room spotted him immediately. The middle-aged woman was very well maintained and looked like she was in her early thirties. The young man sitting next to her was twenty-three or four years old. He looked like a college student who had just left school and was not deeply involved in the world. He looked somewhat similar to a middle-aged woman, and it was obvious that they were related by blood.

Rong Baiwen, as if he didn't know they existed, walked directly from the living room to the door and started changing his shoes.

"Brother, are you going out? Dad will be back soon." The young man stood up and walked to Rong Baiwen's side, grabbed Rong Baiwen's sleeve, and said intimately.

Rong Baiwen waved his hand, without looking at him, tying his shoelaces, and said to the nanny who came out of the kitchen, "Aunt Zhang, you don't have to prepare my portion for dinner, I'm not coming back."

Zhang Ma nodded quickly and went back into the kitchen to continue preparing the ingredients.

"Brother, you just left, how can I explain to Dad?" The young man looked embarrassed.

"Baiwu, they don't even listen to your father, so how can they listen to your younger brother?" The middle-aged woman laughed softly, "They are not as filial as you are, they are cruel."

Rong Baiwen still didn't look at them, he brushed off the sleeves that Rong Baiwu had pulled on his face, turned around, and closed the door, treating them like air from beginning to end.

This arrogant attitude that didn't take them seriously made the middle-aged woman's beautiful face almost twist with anger, and she slapped the armrest of the sofa angrily: "Just because he thinks he is the eldest young master, everyone has to follow him. That kind of slut is still a slut."

Rong Baiwu glanced at the kitchen and said in a low voice, "Mom, keep your voice down."

"I know." The middle-aged woman took out the mirror to check her delicate makeup for any flowers, and sneered disdainfully, "Son, don't always put on a good face to that bitch, your dad is still pinching him. In the future, these shares will all be yours, the entire Ronghua Group will be yours, that bastard just has a false name for an heir, and you are the real heir."

Rong Baiwu was proud for a while, but put on an embarrassed expression: "Mom, don't say that no matter who inherits father's property, my brother and I are father's sons."

The son who can talk like this is the result of her single-handed training, and the woman nodded very satisfied.

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Xiong Zhipeng thought that when Rong Baiwen had just raised the question of whether or not to make an appointment, the answer would be to "make an appointment" with his wife, but the reality cruelly told him that he did not make an appointment.

Xiong Zhipeng was dumbfounded. Could it be that he can only spend his whole life watching his wife's small videos? God wouldn't be so cruel, would it? His wife will not be so ruthless, right? He won't be so pitiful to be single all his life, will he?

Xiong Zhipeng suddenly felt that this world was too indifferent and too cold... Too fucked up!

This is to force him to use extraordinary means.

Xiong Zhipeng got out of bed.

Each dormitory has a tin wardrobe that reaches the ceiling. The tin wardrobe is divided into four compartments, one for each person, and is reserved for dormitory members to store clothes and the like.

Xiong Zhipeng opened the grid that belonged to him and took out a rectangular red velvet box from the bottom of his clothes. There is nothing special about the red flannel box. Xiong Zhipeng opened the flannel box. Inside is an imitation massage stick. The massage stick is flesh-pink, and the touch is close to the skin. It has a temperature and a realistic shape. The glans is huge, the stem is thick and long, and the raised veins are terrifying.

When Xiong Zhipeng pressed the switch, the massage stick not only vibrated strongly but also dried out.

Xiong Zhipeng cleaned the massage stick according to the instructions, and then put it into the disinfection box to sterilize it. When needed, take it out of the box and use it directly. If you don't need it, put it back into the flannel box for storage.

He bought sex toys for the first time, and it was a custom product. After purchasing, he also did a lot of homework. Not only the material should be safe, but also the use should be safe. After choosing and choosing online, I finally decided to customize it in a special store. Although the price is expensive, the material and performance are very safe, ensuring that customers can use it with confidence, and it will also increase the interest of both parties.

Xiong Zhipeng originally planned to use it again after a while, and he and Rong Baiwen had never used any props. Some people like to use props to add a little fun during sex, and some people don't like props and will resist props. He didn't know whether Rong Baiwen liked props or not, so the massage stick was kept in the cabinet after it was delivered, and it was not seen again until today.

Just when Xiong Zhipeng was hesitating, the phone rang again. Xiong Zhipeng hurriedly rushed to the bed, grabbed the phone, saw the caller ID, hurriedly called, and put it to his ear.

Rong Baiwen's cold and clear voice came from the mobile phone: "Open the door."

"?" Xiong Zhipeng was confused and didn't understand what door to open.

"I'm at the door of the dormitory."

What? Xiong Zhipeng was shocked, he walked to the living room with a few big strides and opened the door.

As expected, Rong Baiwen stood outside the door, still answering the phone with his mobile phone in his hand, raising his calm eyes, wearing a light brown recuperation jacket, and the scattered bangs made his expression appear a little leisurely, only a slight sip. His wobbly lips betrayed a trace of unease.

Xiong Zhipeng couldn't believe his eyes. He never imagined that Rong Baiwen would take the initiative to come to him after closing the video. This was the first time Rong Baiwen was so proactive. He was so excited that he hugged Rong Baiwen without thinking about it, greedily sucking the breath from him, just wanting to integrate this handsome man who has always been in his heart into his bones and blood so that his flesh and blood will never be separated again.

Rong Baiwen's body was stiff for a moment, and the thought of coming to Xiong Zhipeng was only for a moment. Maybe he was too eager for the warm body temperature of this man so that his cold body and mind could be temporarily warmed. No matter how proud and disgusted he is, this man has something he can't get, but they started wrongly from the beginning, but they don't know if it will end wrongly in the end.

The tight hug made Rong Baiwen uncomfortable. His broad chest was full of strength, and his arms like iron clamps clung to him. For a moment, the lust caused by the video sex seemed to diminish.

"It's great that you came to me on your initiative." Xiong Zhipeng clasped his arms even harder with obvious joy in his tone.

Rong Baiwen didn't speak, feeling the other's arm getting tighter and tighter. Afterward, the other party pressed him against the wall and kissed his lips hard.

His legs were pushed apart by his knees, and the man squeezed forcefully between his legs and kissed him forcefully as if he wanted to turn all the thoughts of the past few days into kisses and ask for his body fluids. Rong Baiwen almost lost his ability to resist, and involuntarily wrapped his arms around Xiong Zhipeng's back.

The fierce and strong kiss exuded a strong erotic smell. The two intertwined tongues licked each other, and then they became entangled, and the body fluid flowed down the corners of the mouth, wetting the chins of the two, and the lips that were attached were reluctant to part, rubbing and sucking.

Xiong Zhipeng used his bulging lower body to rub between Rong Baiwen's legs that was also bulging, and his excited lust became more and more swollen between the rubbings. Xiong Zhipeng held down Rong Baiwen's buttocks, fixed his buttocks, and continued to rub against the bulging part of his crotch vigorously.

Rong Baiwen's legs were soft, and he stretched out his lower body and rubbed against the huge organ wrapped in his underwear.

Xiong Zhipeng immediately pulled up one of his legs excitedly, rubbing against his legs more and more recklessly, and the huge cock head bumped against his bulge through his underwear.

Great, great, his wife's dick wants to rub his dick too, his wife is great. Xiong Zhipeng was so happy that he went crazy, and suddenly pulled up Rong Baiwen's other leg and let him wrap his legs around his waist. And he wrapped Rong Baiwen's waist with one hand, held Rong Baiwen's buttocks in the other, carried Rong Baiwen into the dormitory, hooked the door with his foot, and locked the door, and no one could open it.

Along the way, Xiong Zhipeng was reluctant to leave Rong Baiwen's lips, and he had to suck on one of his lips. Rong Baiwen hooked his neck, his thin lips rubbed his lips like a flirt, and his soft tongue licked the corners of his mouth, depicting his lips. If Xiong Zhipeng was not careful, the lips that had been sucked in his mouth would slip away, so he had to use his lips to hold the tip of the tongue that was going around, and then bite into his mouth with his teeth to suck.

"Hmm..." Rong Baiwen groaned in a low voice, the protruding part between his legs was against Xiong Zhipeng's abdomen.

Xiong Zhipeng pressed his buttocks unbearably, making his legs closer to him.

Before getting on and off the bed, Xiong Zhipeng put Rong Baiwen on his bed, panting heavily. The bed was only one meter wide, and it was the lower bunk. The space was narrow. Xiong Zhipeng bent down and kissed Rong Baiwen's face, his fingertips trembling. Gently pinch the zipper of the jacket and pull it down. When the zipper of the jacket was unzipped, he saw that the shirt that Rong Baiwen didn't have time to change was not only crumpled but also unbuttoned.

There was no trace of semen on the chest, and the small nipple was still flat, but in Xiong Zhipeng's eyes, it was dead cute. He lowered his head and licked the small nipple. He licked the little nipple hard, the tip of his tongue lingered around the areola, and then licked the traces of semen that Rong Baiwen accidentally shot on his body.

Xiong Zhipeng licked off the semen on Rongbai's bra and belly in fascination. Rong Baiwen was gasping for breath from his licking, the two small nipples were hard on the undulating chest, and the fair skin was licked with bright watermarks.

Xiong Zhipeng buried his face between Rong Baiwen's legs, his face rubbed against the bulging part through his pants, and Rong Baiwen, who saw this scene, was so provoked by him that he groaned, and he stretched his waist and rubbed his cheek.

"Eldest young master, you've put up a small tent in your crotch. I seem to smell semen. You haven't wiped it underneath, have you?" Xiong Zhipeng said, half squatting on Xie Rong Baiwen's pants.

As soon as he took off his pants, a hard penis jumped out and hit him in the face with a slap. Xiong Zhipeng's eyes were a little straight as he looked at the penis. He thought that his wife would come to him without wiping off the semen. But he never thought that his wife was not wearing underwear. When he saw that his usually neat wife was not wearing underwear in front of him, Xiong Zhipeng's lower body was about to explode.

This explosion of happiness to death made Xiong Zhipeng kiss the head of his genitalia, and his genitalia bounced sensitively. Rong Baiwen grabbed the sheets, twisting his waist, trying to touch Xiong Zhipeng's lips with his genitalia.

Xiong Zhipeng licked the mouth of the bell that was overflowing with cum, and the faint taste of the cum seduced him. He licked the mouth of the bell a few more times, feeling his genital bouncing under his tongue. He took off his trousers without hesitation, and buried between Rong Baiwen's legs, he continued to lick his genital, the sensitive glans, the swollen stem, and the scrotum.

His hand squeezed into Rong Baiwen's crotch, his rough long fingers rubbed the soft hole, and then stretched out two fingers to see if the inside was soft. The little pussy that had been dried by the master's fingers was unbelievably soft at this time, and the tender intestines were sucked as soon as they touched the fingers. Xiong Zhipeng touched under the pillow, took out the lubricant that had been hidden under the pillow, squeezed it into his hand, then inserted his fingers into the small hole, and sent the lubricant into Rong Baiwen's body.

As soon as the cold lubricant entered Rong Baiwen's body, Rong Baiwen shivered. He hugged Xiong Zhipeng's head, inserted his genitalia into Xiong Zhipeng's mouth, and wiggled his waist.

Xiong Zhipeng tightened his mouth to make him more comfortable, and expanded the walls of the acupuncture points with his fingers, making the small holes softer.

The front cock was fucking the man's mouth, and the back little pussy was massaged by the man's fingers, and the double pleasure rose from Rong Baiwen's lower body. Xiong Zhipeng swallowed his genitalia deeper, Rong Baiwen whimpered lowly, the thrill of the throat pressing against the glans stimulated the pores of his body to open, and the fingers that penetrated the small hole skillfully teased him. All he could do was open his thighs, let Xiong Zhipeng swallow his genital, and let his fingers shove in and out of his small holes.

It was not until Xiong Zhipeng felt that his small acupoints were loose enough that he groped for the disinfection box, took out the massage stick inside, and applied lubricant evenly.

Xiong Zhipeng put Rong Baiwen's legs on his shoulders, Xiong Zhipeng raised his head, with a silver thread hanging from the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

"Ah..." The realistic fake glans squeezed into the small hole inch by inch. Rong Baiwen felt that the tight intestines were stretched backward, the intestines were pushed open, and the massage stick went deeper and deeper, all the way to the outside. Only the handle is left to stop.

He saw the massage stick inserted into his body by Xiong Zhipeng. He was both scared and excited. The desire in his body became stronger and stronger. He became different from himself. At this time, the massage stick was completely inserted into his body, and he felt satisfied. How could such a self still look like him in the past?

"Are you uncomfortable?" Xiong Zhipeng asked worriedly.

Rong Baiwen pursed his lips and looked straight at Xiong Zhipeng. His lustful eyes made Xiong Zhipeng's heart tremble. He lowered his head and kissed his eyes: "Tell me if you don't like it, you don't have to bear it in front of me."

"I hate you, I hate you from the bottom of my heart." Rong Baiwen said choked, his eyes covered with tears.

Xiong Zhipeng was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "I know."

"In my eyes, you are a pervert."

"I know."

"You raped me."

"Sorry."

"Your sorry, what's the use?" Rong Baiwen asked loudly, but tears fell.

"I know it's useless to be sorry." Xiong Zhipeng couldn't see his tears, and the tears that flowed down the corners of his eyes scratched his heart, causing him to twitch and twitch in pain. But he had no choice, there was nothing he could do, and he couldn't make up for Rong Baiwen's hurt heart.

"You don't know anything! You turned me into a pervert just like you. I like being by you, and I can ejaculate with the back. My whole life will be messed up by you. I could have stepped on others and got what I deserved. Everything, now I'm afraid the rollers know that I'm a pervert who likes to be stomped on by men, I'll be trampled under my feet, I'll become nothing, it's all your fault! It's all your fault!" Even though the tears kept coming Earth flow, Rong Baiwen didn't let out a cry, he looked at the bedboard of the upper bunk, his tone was empty.

Xiong Zhipeng couldn't say a word to defend himself. He used the wrong method from the beginning. If he pursued it boldly from the beginning, maybe he would not have become what he is now. But at that time, he clearly understood what identity he was and what identity Rong Baiwen was. His pursuit was a big joke. He was afraid of the opponent's rejection, and he would use any means to get Rong Baiwen.

In the beginning, he never got it, and the so-called pursuit was just thinking about it. After getting it, he was even more afraid of losing it. He just wanted to hug Rong Baiwen every day, rub it into his flesh and blood, and never let go.

A tongue licked the corner of his eyes, the taste of salty tears spread in Xiong Zhipeng's mouth, the bitterness in his heart suddenly made his eyes warm, and he almost burst into tears.

He continued to lick away the tears shed by Rong Baiwen with love and affection, and kissed his eyebrows softly. The more he kissed, the more uncomfortable he felt in his heart.

It is the saddest thing to seek the body but not the heart.

"Sorry, I'm sorry..."

Xiong Zhipeng kept repeating these words, he didn't know how to apologize to get Rong Baiwen's apology, his tall body trembled faintly, and he was full of fear of losing Rong Baiwen.

Rong Baiwen looked at him, his icy eyes made his heart feel cold. Xiong Zhipeng looked at his temperatureless eyes and kissed his eyes stubbornly as if doing so would make those eyes warm, and he would never look at him so coldly again.

The same icy hands climbed up Xiong Zhipeng's neck, soft fingers without a trace of calluses clasped Xiong Zhipeng's chin, Rong Baiwen kissed his lips fiercely, and at the same time rolled over and pressed Xiong Zhipeng, his two thin lips rolled up and down to kiss the two His lips were pressed together, and the hand that held his chin turned to hold Xiong Zhipeng's face with both hands.

Xiong Zhipeng uncharacteristically did not respond to him enthusiastically, and let him kiss him, only daring to rub Rong Baiwen's lips with his lips.

After a long time, Rong Baiwen stopped the fierce kiss. He straddled Xiong Zhipeng's waist and abdomen with his legs wide open. The huge massage stick filled his intestines, and the flesh-pink handle was stuck between his ass. Notice your current situation. He couldn't straighten his waist in the too narrow bottom bunk, and he could hit the top bunk when he lifted his head. He hunched over and stared at the man under him.

A handsome and masculine face, slightly rough skin, deep eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose, and lips that were red and green from his kiss. Rong Baiwen didn't know why he was so fascinated, he lowered his head unconsciously, his forehead gently pressed against the man's forehead, and the scattered bangs immediately fell on the man's forehead.

The two of them were breathing heavily. The tips of their noses were also pressed against each other, and they could smell each other's bodies with every breath. The smell of Xiong Zhipeng's sweat, the perfume smell left on Rong Baiwen's body, and the faint fishy smell of semen turned into ambiguous smells.

Perhaps it was the massage stick in his body, Rong Baiwen couldn't help but licked Xiong Zhipeng's upper lip at first. Immediately, his body was crisp and numb like a thin electric current gushing out, and he licked Xiong Zhipeng's upper lip again, covering Xiong Zhipeng's lips as if it was sure to suit his appetite.

Xiong Zhipeng gently pulled his bangs behind his head and responded to the kiss that was not cruel at all, as if the fierceness just now was a dream.

It was rare for the two to kiss so tenderly, and Xiong Zhipeng instinctively wanted to hold his waist. Just as his hand touched his waist, Rong Baiwen ordered, "Don't move."

Xiong Zhipeng paused, then slowly retracted his waist.

Rong Baiwen squinted his eyes with satisfaction, his lips kissed his chin meticulously, and the tip of his tongue licked the other's beard that would numb no matter how he shaves. He moved his lower body back and forth, and his blood-filled scarlet cock rubbed back and forth with the cock in the other's bullet panties. From time to time, the head of his penis collided with the other's penis in his panties, leaving dark watermarks on the panties.

His lips came to Xiong Zhipeng's neck, and Rong Baiwen licked his Adam's apple repeatedly. This naked and aggressive action made Xiong Zhipeng tremble with excitement. He raised his hand several times and wanted to clasp Rong Baiwen's waist, wanting to press him under him and love him fiercely. But he didn't dare, he was so afraid that if he took another wrong step, Rong Baiwen left him mercilessly.

The movement of Xiong Zhipeng's Adam's apple sliding up and down and raising his neck gave Rong Baiwen a wonderful sense of satisfaction. He nibbled at Xiong Zhipeng's Adam's apple lightly, and then sucked hard, listening to Xiong Zhipeng's breathless breathing. The lower body's genitalia suddenly became hard and swelled. He reached out and touched the big cock that was shaped by his underwear. He circled his fingers around the head of the penis, and the liquid secreted by the horse's eyes soon soaked the cloth.

Rong Baiwen pressed his genitalia to the cock, and the two genitals got closer and closer to each other through the fabric, and the scalding heat of the two penetrated the fabric and paid each other. Rong Baiwen felt that the other party's cock was getting hotter and hotter, which made his cock hotter. He licked Xiong Zhipeng's Adam's apple uncomfortably. With the other hand, he squeezed the other's dark brown nipple and gently rubbed it slowly. The nipples hardened in no time.

Rong Baiwen raised his head, tears still lingering in the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth evoked a seductive arc, pulling his nipples, he said, "You have an erection here too!"

Xiong Zhipeng swallowed his saliva, only to think that Rong Baiwen's eyes and brows were very seductive. Even if he broke his nipple, he was willing to give him the nipple on the other side.

"Baby." Xiong Zhipeng called out softly, and tentatively placed his big palm on Rong Baiwen's lower back. Seeing that he didn't show an unhappy expression, he immediately caressed his arched lower back, and then said, "Baby, I love you."

"You love me?" Rong Baiwen raised his brows and twisted the nipple vigorously. Xiong Zhipeng looked at him with love as if he couldn't feel the pain.

"Yes, I love you, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you." Xiong Zhipeng made no secret of his thoughts, his palms were like sticking to Rong Baiwen's waist and he was reluctant to leave.

Rong Baiwen moved his butt forward, his genital getting closer and closer to Xiong Zhipeng's face until his lower body was facing Xiong Zhipeng's face, Rong Baiwen knelt on both sides of Xiong Zhipeng's neck, he held his genital and brushed the head of his penis flirtingly. Xiong Zhipeng's nose and lips, he sneered: "Don't you love me? Why don't you lick it?"

Xiong Zhipeng had already seen his thoughts, his eyes had long been attracted by Rong Baiwen's slushy genital and the small pussy with the massage stick inserted. Kiss every inch. Each kiss was soft and soft, and then he held the scrotum and kissed lovingly, one kiss after another on the genital and scrotum. Rong Baiwen couldn't restrain himself from oozing out cum, and his small hole was tightly twisting the massage stick, and the protrusion on the massage stick rubbed against the intestinal wall for a while.

The small kisses fell gently on the inner thighs. Rong Baiwen had never been kissed like this before. He only felt that the place where the other party had kissed started to get hot, and the hot lips were still kissing his inner thighs, inch by inch, the delicate skin. Couldn't stand this grueling kiss, so I could only tighten my skin and let the other party kiss.

"Ah..." Rong Baiwen groaned, and the other party became bolder, no longer kissing gently, but sucking hard, and a reddish hickey immediately appeared on the inside of his fair thigh.

Xiong Zhipeng glanced at the hickey and continued to suck on the skin on the other side. The unshaved stubble sometimes rubbed against the sensitive skin, and the tingling pain made the genitalia even harder, and a drop of transparent slut dropped from the mouth of the bell, pulling the thread onto Xiong Zhipeng's hair.

Xiong Zhipeng focused on leaving exclusive marks on the inner thigh of Rong Baiwen, but his hand touched Rong Baiwen's butt from behind, and the flesh-pink handle concealed several buttons.

Xiong Zhipeng looked at the small hole that was propped up into a circle by the massage stick. Not only did the acupoint become a thin layer, but the color also turned into a lustful bright red. A lot of lubricants were squeezed out between the acupoint and the massage stick as if kinky juice was flowing out of the small hole, and the picture was extremely lewd.

Xiong Zhipeng couldn't bear it any longer, he hugged Rong Baiwen's thigh and stood up. Rong Baiwen suddenly fell, his back hit the cold wall, and before he could react, Xiong Zhipeng knelt under the bed, dragged him to his side, picked up his big snow-white ass, spread his buttocks with both hands, and lowered his head to lick around the mouth of his kiss.

Rong Baiwen's upper body clothes were rolled up to his chest due to dragging, his lower body was hanging out of the bed, his legs were held against his shoulders by the man, and the hot and humid tongue was extremely hot wherever he went. Rong Baiwen grabbed the head of the bed on the right, and the man's hot breath sprayed on his scrotum. He found that he couldn't resist the man's forcible licking and licking him. As soon as he felt his tongue, his acupoint tightened lewdly.

"No licking... ah... pervert... I can't spare you... um... don't lick..." The pleasure of his lower body forced Rong Baiwen to bite the massage stick even more slutily, but his mouth refused to admit defeat.

Xiong Zhipeng stood up, wiped the fluid from the corners of his mouth, and half-bently said, "I want to be patient too, but I can't control myself as soon as I see you." He put his hand on Rong Baiwen's face, his rough palms caressed along his cheek to his shoulders, "I want to kiss your face, I want to eat your little tits, I want to touch your dick and balls, I want to lick your pussy, I still miss you, I can't ejaculate, squeeze you completely, you can only use your pussy to orgasm, cry shouting my name."

As he spoke, he followed Rong Baiwen's body and caressed his lower body. His cock was still high, and his scrotum was still very full as if waiting for him to be drained.

Rong Baiwen shuddered because of his words. He opened his mouth but couldn't say a word. He could only bite his lower lip and let the man touch his body. The hand came between his legs and held the handle of the massage stick.

With a soft sound of "hum", Rong Baiwen suddenly widened his eyes. Xiong Zhipeng took out the massage stick. The vibrating massage stick dragged the intestines from the inside out. Bai Wen grabbed the head of the bed and tried to escape the strong pleasure: "Bastard... bastard... ah... it's too strong..."

Xiong Zhipeng didn't turn down the vibration. He trapped Rong Baiwen in the narrow space on the bottom bunk. No matter how Rong Baiwen twisted his butt, he couldn't escape from his palm. He kissed Rong Baiwen's gasping mouth: "No. Order me to take it out if you like it."

After all, the massage stick was inserted into the small hole, and the bumps that rubbed the intestines in reverse almost drove Rong Baiwen crazy, and the terrifying pleasure exploded, crushing Rong Baiwen's mind: "Vibration... ah ah... so strong... woo woo... good... so good... ah ah ah..."

The small hole that was cooked by the man easily accepted the vibrator, vibrating the intestines, and the soft intestinal wall was squirming desperately. Rong Baiwen, who used the prop for the first time, was not the opposite of the vibrator at all. His small hole was sore and numb, his lower abdomen was pumping, and his genital could not stop spitting out cum. He moved his ass involuntarily, hoping to relieve some pleasure. However, Xiong Zhipeng, who was stuck between his legs, buried his head in his crotch, holding his hard cock.

"Ahhh... don't suck... ahhh..." The cock was inserted into the throat, the tender flesh squeezed the sensitive glans, Rong Baiwen hugged Xiong Zhipeng's head, but could not push him away, intense pleasure inside his body wiggling around.

Pushing the vibration switch to the maximum position, Rong Baiwen jumped up and immediately fell into the bed softly. Xiong Zhipeng sucked up his cock, deep throat every time, and at the same time pulled out the massage stick and inserted it into Rong Baiwen's small hole.

Rong Baiwen twitched slightly. He tugged at the clothes and sheets on his body, and the vibrating sound of the vibrator could be heard as the vibration became stronger and stronger. Suddenly, he felt that Xiong Zhipeng inserted the massage stick into the deepest part of the intestines, the strong vibration accompanied the massage stick to stretch and shrink the top of his small hole, and the depths of the intestines were repeatedly stretched, and the realistic giant glans protruded in and retracted, again and again, each time causing Rong Baiwen's screams.

"Ah... the massage stick is fucking me... too fast... aah... slow down... uh..." If he didn't say it, Rong Baiwen felt that he would go crazy.

The quick-drying massage stick squeezed the kinky flesh, and the strong vibration brought waves of pleasure that made Rong Baiwen dizzy, and he could hardly breathe. All the senses in the whole body are left with deep-throated genitalia and small holes. Everything has disappeared, and there is only a white expanse in front of him.

So happy! He's just a wet dick being eaten by a man, a little pussy getting wet by a vibrator! It's not the guy named "Rong Baiwen", but the loving dick set waiting for a man named "Xiong Zhipeng".

Ahhhhhh... He liked this man to eat his cock, and even more, like this man to kiss, to love him to the bone, to get his pussy loose and full of cum, and he would rip open his cum-guzzling pussy and order him.

Love... love it to death...

A large amount of semen shot directly into Xiong Zhipeng's esophagus, and the spasm of the small hole pushed the massage stick out of the body.

Xiong Zhipeng swallowed the semen without hesitation, and as soon as his mouth left his genital, he saw the lewd scene of the juice splashing in the small pussy below, and when he saw Rong Baiwen's legs spread out, he looked soft and let the other party do whatever he wanted.

Xiong Zhipeng pulled out the massage stick, pulled down his panties, and put on his cock. He leaned down, touched Rong Baiwen's forehead, and pulled the messy bangs behind his head, revealing his handsome face drenched in sweat. Rong Baiwen's slightly open mouth and tongue stuck out, Xiong Zhipeng lowered his head and grabbed the tip of his small tongue. Rong Baiwen took the initiative to stick out his tongue, and the man standing between his legs buckled his waist and inserted the massage stick into the loose hole of the massage stick inch by inch.

The little pussy that was just before orgasm was unbelievably sensitive, the meat kept squirming, and it looked like it wasn't full. A cock thicker than a massage stick can easily open the intestines, insert it deeply, and finally insert it to the bottom. The kinky meat greedily absorbed the cock, and the uneven blue veins fit into the kinky meat, filling the intestines.

Rong Baiwen was madly kissing Xiong Zhipeng, his hand was not strong enough, Xiong Zhipeng took the initiative to grab his hand, and Rong Baiwen immediately rolled his eyes with joy, and there was pure innocence. Five fingers were inserted weakly into Xiong Zhipeng's five fingers, Xiong Zhipeng saw his smile, and clenched his hand tightly, his fingers were tightly intertwined, and his cock pulled out and slammed into it.

"Hmm..." Rong Baiwen groaned, his legs couldn't wrap around the man's waist tightly, and he slipped down several times and was pulled to his waist by the man.

The man slammed forward, ramming his ass hanging out of the bed into the bed little by little, leaving only half of his white ass exposed outside the bed for him to do it.

"Baby, I love you so much." The man was doing Rong Baiwen wide open, his soft intestines preferred to eat his big meat sticks, and the intestines were twisted very tightly as soon as the edges and corners of the glans opened the intestines. He could only try his best to dry the shriveled intestines, so more juicy juices flowed out of the small holes, and the intestines sucked the cock even tighter, rubbing out more pleasure to make the two of them happy.

Every time Rong Baiwen was pushed to the wall by a man, the man would hold him by the waist and shove him to the crotch. He heard the sound of water puffing in the space of the cock, and the sound of the man hitting his ass, the intense friction between the meat and the meat cock almost made his lower abdomen bloated, rubbing against the sensitive and frantic penis head to the bottom of the intestines again and again.

The genitalia that had ejaculated still hung his head weakly. Rong Baiwen wanted to touch himself harder, but the man grabbed his hand in time, and both hands were caught by the man.

"Touch me under... uh... touch me hard... ah..." Rong Baiwen raised his waist, wanting to rub his genitalia against the man's abdominal muscles and rub his genitalia hard, but the man skillfully avoided it.

"I'm going to harden you, my dear." The man slammed into the depths of his intestines violently. Rong Baiwen shook his head and refused, but how could his body that belonged to a man refuse?

"Don't... ah... touch me... ah... You'll be able to touch it soon... woo woo... touch me..." Rong Baiwen just wanted to be happy early, his hoarse voice begged softly, and the wet corners of his eyes were pitiful.

The man licked the corner of his eyes and refused ruthlessly: "My dear, I want you to belong to me completely. As soon as you see me, your legs are soft and your dick is hard. Waiting for me with wet pussy, you can never close your legs."

A man's dissolute words are like a powerful aphrodisiac, and he will fall into estrus when he hears them. Rong Baiwen wants to belong to a man completely and indulge himself completely.

"I'm yours... ah... the little hole has become... the shape of a cock... um... make me... hard..." Rong Baiwen said intermittently, the small hole in the back casually making the man fuck hard, "Pussy... ah... um... it's your dick... condom... um... like... like you..."

Xiong Zhipeng felt that all the blood was rushing to his lower body, and all the cells in his body were screaming to fuck quickly, this slut, he was not allowed to be so rambunctious, but he liked him to be so rambunctious on him.

Xiong Zhipeng simply pressed himself on Rong Baiwen's body, desperately shaking the bronze-colored ass wrapped in bullet panties, slamming into the big white and round ass, and the thick black and purple cock going in and out of the white ass. To make himself hard, the owner of the white butt could only lift his butt and give the small hole to the meat cock, so the white ass was shivered by the man, and the tip of the butt was already red.

Rong Baiwen forgot who he was, and with his eyes that forced tears, he saw the man's masculine face, and the man closed his eyes with enjoyment. Big drops of sweat fell down his chin onto his face, a drop of sweat just fell into his mouth, the smell of salty sweat belonged to a man. He couldn't help licking the man's chin, and a drop of sweat fell on the tip of his tongue.

Seeing him licking his sweat, Xiong Zhipeng couldn't help but work harder, so that Rong Baiwen could no longer give birth to any more careful thoughts, he hugged his back in confusion, crying and begging for mercy: "Hurry up... ah ah... please hurry up... ah ah... bloated stomach... woo woo..."

"Baby... Baby... My baby..." Xiong Zhipeng's heart was softened by crying, but the cock was as hard as iron, and Rong Baiwen's face collapsed after grinding. His fingers grabbed his back, scratching clear red marks.

Rong Baiwen's legs couldn't wrap around the man's waist for a long time. It hung limply outside the bed, the juice from the small hole made the two of them a mess, and the cock was as hard as the man said, but the more the man was, the more bloated his lower abdomen was.

He didn't know how to get rid of it, so he bit his fingers habitually. The man immediately bit his fingers with his mouth to prevent him from biting them. Instead, he licked his fingers one by one, licking five fingers full of saliva.

Afterward, the man grabbed his hand, pressed it on top of his head, and fucked him hard, so that he could no longer bite his fingers and hurt himself, nor reach out and touch the man.

"Wu wu... Hug me..." Rong Baiwen misses Xiong Zhipeng's broad chest. The memory of his mother hugging him has long since become a vague memory as he grows up, and Xiong Zhipeng's embrace has become the most distinct warmth in his life.

Hug me... I'll give you everything

Rong Baiwen thought vaguely that as long as a man could hold him all the time, he would give him everything.

Rong Baiwen's crying face was too fragile, Xiong Zhipeng was soft-hearted, but he was worried that Rong Baiwen would start biting his fingers when he had an attack, so he grasped Rong Baiwen's two hands tightly with one hand, and hugged Rong Baiwen empty-handedly with the other.

Rong Baiwen buried his face in the crevice of his neck, sobbing and moaning: "Brother Xiong... um... I can't do it... I want to shoot... ah..."

How can Xiong Zhipeng hear the word "Brother Xiong" at this time? Why is it that this is his wife? How can he be called Brother Xiong like everyone else?

He turned his head and kissed his wife's ear, blowing into her ear: "Baby, Brother Xiong is called by someone else, you have to call me husband, darling, call me husband."

Rong Baiwen didn't understand what he said at all, he could call him whatever he wanted: "Husband... ah..." As soon as he finished speaking, his little hole was ferociously fucked by the cock.

"Husband loves you."

As soon as he heard this husband, Xiong Zhipeng was extremely excited, and his wife, whom he finally got so desperately, wished he would die on Rong Baiwen now.

Rong Baiwen, who had a bloated stomach, couldn't hold it any longer, and the urine splashed both of them. When Xiong Zhipeng saw his wife urinating, his whole body was sucked into the small hole and his bones were numb. As soon as the semen was loosened, the hot semen hit the intestinal wall violently, and the intestinal wall was twitching and twisting.

The two gasped for a long time, and their hearts were pounding because of the orgasm, but Rong Baiwen couldn't recover from the intense sex for a long time, and his whole body was covered in sweat. A slight movement of Xiong Zhipeng would cause spasms in the extremely sensitive little pussy, Rong Baiwen was trembling even more, and many tears fell from the corners of his eyes. His two long naked legs hung limply on the edge of the bed, and the semen flowed down the groin to the edge of the bed.

Xiong Zhipeng was reluctant to leave Rong Baiwen's body. He held up his hands, looked at Rong Baiwen's handsome but still embarrassed face, and his heart was filled with infinite tenderness. He lowered his head and kissed Rong Baiwen's lips gently, without leaving the crotch of Rong Baiwen's buttocks and twisting gently. The half-hard cock gently stirred the warm tunnel full of cum.

"Uh..." The sensitive intestines could not bear more pleasure, and contracted instinctively, but caused more pleasure. Rong Baiwen raised his chest, raised his neck, and struggled, but his body had already been suppressed by the man, and he didn't have much strength to struggle.

The man stood between his open thighs and fucked him slowly and tenderly. Even so, the milky semen was still pounded dry by the cock, and the cock would sometimes twist up and down, grinding it against the sensitive point, Rong Baiwen's lower abdomen twitched, and a small stream of urine came out crying.

"Baby, you're so good, the little pussy is too powerful, and the dick is urinating again." Xiong Zhipeng rubbed Rong Baiwen's weak genital, pulled the head of his penis from the foreskin, and rubbed his rough fingers against the mouth of the bell that was dripping with urine.

"Don't touch... ah..." The most sensitive part of the genital was played like this, Rong Baiwen began to twitch again, and the small hole in the back that was receiving the cock started twitching again as if he was about to orgasm.

Xiong Zhipeng worked unhurriedly, but every time he penetrated deeply, Rong Baiwen whimpered and cried. He wanted to escape, but he had nowhere to escape from the cramped lower bunk, so he could only endure it obediently.

"Wu wu... ah..."

Xiong Zhipeng stroked Rong Baiwen's body fascinatedly, setting up fires everywhere. He thought that he was a beast in his bones, and the more pitiful his wife showed, the more he liked to bully. For example, now, his wife can't stand it anymore, but he still wants to make him more pitiful and slaps him with his hands until he bursts into tears.

Only his wife can turn him into a beast in this world.

Xiong Zhipeng grinned, relying on his body shape to bully Rong Baiwen from the inside out, and then from the outside to the inside. Rong Baiwen was forced to climax slowly by him, and his poor penis was slapped and shot by him. Rong Baiwen cried so badly that he could never see his arrogance again, so Xiong Zhipeng sped up and shot him inside his body.

Rong Baiwen was about to be driven insane by Xiong Zhipeng. On the bottom bunk, in such a narrow space, squeeze two men, that is skin to skin, flesh to flesh, no gaps, sweat from the mucous membranes all over the body, squeeze and hug, the skin will become more sticky uncomfortable. Normally he couldn't stand the sticky sweat, but now he can't think of that much.

Xiong Zhipeng hugged Rong Baiwen and lay on the bed, Rong Baiwen was lying on top of him and panting pitifully, his two red buttocks were cocked up, shaking with the sound of his breathing. A cock was half inserted into the small hole where the semen was flowing, and the red and swollen small hole had a chance to close, and he looked as pitiful as his master.

Xiong Zhipeng's arms hugged Rong Baiwen tightly, and his rough chin rubbed Rong Baiwen's cheek lovingly. He wanted to tell Rong Baiwen, to let him follow him, his status has no status, why should a rich young master and social elite follow him to suffer? He has always looked down on those men who ask others to talk about feelings instead of material things. Such men are too selfish. Now, what is the difference between him and these selfish men? He didn't dare to say the words of letting Rong Baiwen follow him. At this moment, he just wanted to hug Rong Baiwen silently and let him stay longer.

Rong Baiwen's breathing gradually calmed down, except that the cock still stuck in the hole made him feel uncomfortable, his mind was clear.

He couldn't tell how he was feeling now. He could hear the heartbeat in Xiong Zhipeng's chest, he could also hear Xiong Zhipeng's breathing, and he could even feel Xiong Zhipeng's warm body temperature. As a man, he never thought that he would be hugged intimately by another man. Instead of struggling, he craved this man's embrace.

It turns out that being held in his arms is such a stable feeling, as if time has never flown, it is quiet and moving.

None of them spoke. The dormitory was so quiet that only the blue sky and white clouds could be seen outside the window. The two men lying on the bed overlapped, one smiled and looked at the person lying on his body, and the other closed his eyes and looked peaceful. Even if their genitals are erotically combined and the filthy bodily fluids flow, they still can't break the tranquility.

The sun gradually went down, and the time was getting closer and closer to the time when the construction was off. Rong Baiwen would never allow his embarrassing side to be scrutinized by others. He reluctantly stood up, the corners of his eyes with tear stains were slightly red, and the appearance of a few strands of hair slipping through the corners of his eyes made Xiong Zhipeng's heartbeat.

"If you don't let me go, I'll kill you!" Rong Baiwen's voice was hoarse, threatening weakly.

This kind of threat is not the slightest deterrent, but it is very effective for Xiong Zhipeng. The hand that was already on his waist did not dare to use force, and he hugged it vainly: "Can we make another appointment?"

"Idiot!" Rong Baiwen scolded. He threw off his hand and got up, the cock that was half inserted in the small hole slipped out of the body with a "boom", a large amount of semen suddenly poured out of the loose hole, and the feeling of incontinence in the back made Rong Baiwen unhappy, "Idiot!"

After scolding twice in a row, Xiong Zhipeng, who was originally low in confidence, felt that he had no hope, and was even more reluctant to leave Rong Baiwen. He grabbed Rong Baiwen's hand and called: "Baby..."

Stupid! He must be possessed by aliens to admit this guy is his boyfriend! Rong Baiwen pulled back his hand mercilessly, his face became more and more ugly, his waist was sore and his legs were soft, and semen was still flowing from the back, but this guy was still acting stupid, unforgivable.

Xiong Zhipeng glanced sadly at his empty hand. What was he going to do to keep this person? His heart is empty, he wants to fill it but he can't.

Xiong Zhipeng couldn't bear it any longer, he hugged Rong Baiwen's waist and begged, "Don't go, I can't bear to let you go!"

Rong Baiwen glanced at Xiong Zhipeng, the corners of his mouth curled up invisibly, and snorted coldly: "Humph, aren't you almighty? Why are you begging me now?"

"No matter how old I am, I will only beg you to let me be you." Xiong Zhipeng was cheeky, his chest was directly against Rong Baiwen's back, and his hard nipples rubbed his back erotically, "Baby, can I still have you in the future? "

Stupid enough to look at! Rong Baiwen unceremoniously slapped him on the head, then pushed him to the bed.

Why is his wife getting more and more irritable? Does his wife have to say goodbye to him? No! Xiong Zhipeng was both sad and tangled, and he couldn't stop crying in his heart, but he didn't dare to touch Rong Baiwen again.

Rong Baiwen bent over to pick up the trousers on the ground, his pouted ass was white and round, and the hole in the middle was open, it was loose and could not be closed for a while. His semen poured out from the hole, covered with loose folds, it also flowed through the perineum and to the scrotum. Hickeys and semen were all over the white inner thighs. This scene between the legs made Xiong Zhipeng almost forget his breath.

He quietly got out of bed, hit the two buttocks with his big hands, knelt halfway behind Rong Baiwen, hugged his buttocks, and kissed him.

The weak-legged Rong Baiwen immediately became unsteady. The man behind him was very strong. He kissed, bit, and sucked at his ass. He opened his buttocks with both hands and stuck out his tongue to lick his lustful little pussy. The small hole shrank, and Rong Baiwen asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

Xiong Zhipeng didn't answer him, his tongue was easily inserted into the slack hole, and the inner wall of the small hole that had suffered the fierce dryness of the cock was gently licked by the tongue. Rong Baiwen knelt softly, with his hands on the ground, this posture was more convenient for men's tongue violations.

Xiong Zhipeng stretched out his tongue, and the tip of his tongue poked into the small hole as much as possible, hooking the peristaltic intestinal wall inside. The intestinal wall that has enjoyed the meat cock was originally very satisfying, but the tongue is too soft, licking the tender meat grindingly, hooking the semen from the intestines, and the intestines contract comfortably, squeezing more and more semen. Rong Baiwen was licked by the tongue, his body became weaker and weaker, his arms could no longer support his body, he lay on the ground, only his buttocks was held by the man, and he kept pouting high.

"You pervert..." Rong Baiwen whimpered, and his little hole was so good that he caught his tongue.

The feeling of the soft intestines gripping his tongue made Xiong Zhipeng continue to lick the wall of his intestines with excitement, and the cock in his lower body also recovered, standing upright between his legs.

His body was sore and weak, but the pleasure of licking his hole made Rong Baiwen hard. He stuck his head out of the foreskin, and the transparent mucus hung on the glans head, condensed into a large drop, and pulled the silk to the ground. Rong Baiwen was so excited that tears overflowed his eyes, his ass pouted more and more towards the man, his wet little pussy licked and sucked, and his long tongue stretched and shrank to dry his intestines. Every rubbing made Rong Baiwen tearful, drooling, and the walls of his intestines tightened and loosened.

"Small hole... ah... ah..." Rong Baiwen, who had been licked by Xiong Zhipeng once before, didn't feel much, but this time the pleasure of licking the hole was much stronger than the last time. The dirty part of the semen is licked cleanly by the tongue, and the tongue stretches out to lick the intestines as if all the kinky meat has been licked by the tongue.

Rong Baiwen's hands involuntarily opened his buttocks, his slender fingers sunk into his buttocks, and only supported his body with his shoulders. His handsome face showed a madness in lust, and one cheek was lying on the floor. The stimulated physiological tears flowed to the ground, and his whole person was extremely embarrassed, but also erotic and sexy.

Xiong Zhipeng couldn't refuse Rong Baiwen's initiative, his tongue was drying out the intestinal wall faster and faster, the gentle and sweet pleasure did not show the ferocity and ferocity of the meat stick, but Rong Baiwen liked to treat it sweetly and carefully after venting. No one can resist being cherished and treasured by others. Instead, they will hope that they will always be the treasure of the other party.

"Ah ah... It's good... I'm so comfortable... Uh..." Rong Baiwen bit his lower lip, his ass pouted again, the small hole between the buttocks was completely lost, the tongue went in and out, and the slut was not wasted in the man's mouth.

The happier Rong Baiwen was, the happier Xiong Zhipeng was. He wanted to let his baby taste all the happiness he gave him, the unreserved screams, excited screams, and low-pitched crying, all of which were given to him by him. He will love him and love him well, but he knows very well that he doesn't want money, but he wants an identity.

Xiong Zhipeng stretched his tongue more and more recklessly. He was delighted to feel that the intestinal wall gradually tightened and became rigid. Knowing that his baby was coming, he massaged the perineum with his hands, the acupoints tightened suddenly, and Rong Baiwen's body also stiffened.

"Woohoo... I can't... oh..." Rong Baiwen stabbed his buttocks, even more, his fingers had been trapped in the buttocks, and the man could not care about swallowing his mouth, and a large piece of saliva flowed into the seam of the stock.

The pleasure accumulated to the point that Rong Baiwen could not bear it. Rong Baiwen drooled and instinctively sucked his tongue in his little hole. He just wanted to orgasm earlier, fell into the abyss of lust, turned into a beast of desire, and let the man lick him.

The intestines tightened sharply, Rong Baiwen's lower abdomen twitched rapidly at the same time, his erect genital pushed forward, and he did not ejaculate anything, only a stream of mucus gushed out and landed on the ground.

At this time, Xiong Zhipeng took advantage of Rong Baiwen's release of his hand, opened his buttocks with his big hands, and separated the small acupuncture points with his two thumbs, the slack mouth immediately opened, revealing a round hole. The pink and tender flesh in the climax of the small police force soaked in the saliva, squeezed the semen deep in the intestines, and the saliva and semen mixed for a while, dirty and erotic, and the inwardly contracted holes shone with the water of saliva.

Xiong Zhipeng raised his waist, the thick black and purple meat stick rubbed the saliva from the hole, and then drove straight in, and slammed the climax of the orgasm. With the dry congestion in the rear, the mucus kept flowing out, and Rong Baiwen screamed in collapse: "No... ah... let go... let go..."

The hoarse cry was accompanied by tears, he clasped the ground indiscriminately, touched the leg of the bed in a trance, grabbed the leg of the bed, and tried his best to crawl forward. But how could Xiong Zhipeng get his wish? One finger at a time, he opened the hand that was holding the leg of the bed, and then Xiong Zhipeng grabbed the hand holding the ground with the other hand. Both hands were pulled behind by Xiong Zhipeng.

Xiong Zhipeng pulled up Rong Baiwen's upper body, forcing him to lift his chest, revealing his handsome face that was drooling. The knees are widely separated, the scrotum is stained with juice, and there is not much stock in it. The inner thighs are shiny, the swaying genitalia throws out the mucus, and the huge sacs of the man behind him can be vaguely seen shaking as he dries quickly.

The orgasm's little pussy was forcibly opened by the cock, and the turtle at the top of the cock was like a terrible chisel, digging open the twisted intestines, desperately going deep, and finally stuck in the elbow. Exit a little and go inside, then exit a little and continue to go in, constantly hitting the bottom, the terrifying pleasure of being pierced by the intestines makes Rong Baiwen twitch and spasm, all the muscles in the whole body protrude tensely, and the belly is visible. The protruding shape of the head of the penis is moving upwards.

"Do you like your husband's big dick?" Xiong Zhipeng asked, panting.

"Ah... I like... Husband... woo..." Tears and saliva flowed down his chin, Rong Baiwen couldn't say too long a sentence, and every word was full of tears.

"Would you like to be your husband's dick wife? Do you want to be slapped by an old cock every day?" Xiong Zhipeng said vulgarly, but Rong Baiwen had no sense and depended on him for everything.

"Will... ah... bad dick cover... ah... it's so good..." Rong Baiwen only felt his intestines being fucked back and forth by the cock, and the edges and corners of his penis were ravaged back and forth by the kinky meat, and he just slapped the kinky meat back and forth. After smashing the juice out, and then draining the juice out of the body, Rong Baiwen's handsome face was contorted, his tongue was stiff, and his lower body was wet.

Xiong Zhipeng became more and more fierce: "Quickly say that you are my wife, and you like to be loved by your husband."

Rong Baiwen was swayed by the big meat stick, splattered with juice, raised his face and cried, and said, "Wu wu... Ugh... I'm your old... wife... ah... I like... I like being by my husband... woo woo..." Tears flowed uncontrollably, messy hair stuck to his face with sweat and tears, his blurred vision turned white, and he couldn't see anything.

"Broken by my husband... woo woo... don't... ah ah... my butt is so numb..." Only by screaming can he vent the pleasure in his body.

Xiong Zhipeng licked his lips, the sweet pleasure wrapped his cock tightly, and the squirming of the kinky meat made his hair numb. He desperately hit Rong Baiwen's ass, and the quick friction caused an extremely strong pleasure. He resisted Rong Baiwen's butt, and the head of the penis enjoyed the pleasure of the deep massage of the kinky flesh. Let the slow feeling of walking spread throughout Xiong Zhipeng's body.

Rong Baiwen gradually became speechless, his legs trembled violently, his buttocks contracted, and the mucus from the top of his genitals flowed down the stem to the scrotum. The little pussy was numbly endured by the dryness of the cock, and the only thing he could feel was a pleasure.

His face was flushed, and all that was left was the feeling that his pussy was being dried, and he chased the action of pulling out the cock and pushing it in.

"Old... husband..." Rong Baiwen's lips trembled, his genital swelled, and his intestines were so tight that Xiong Zhipeng's cock hurt, "Cum...uh..."

Saying that Rong Baiwen raised his chest, raised his face, and screamed frantically. Tears smeared his face, his cock was shaking and he shot a few thin streams of semen, but he couldn't squeeze out any more juice. Xiong Zhipeng slammed his spasm a dozen times. Rong Baiwen didn't even have the strength to scream, it was too strong. The thrill made him collapse and cry.

"Wife, you are so tight." Xiong Zhipeng forced himself to pull out his cock when he was ejaculating quickly, clasped Rong Baiwen's chin, and put the cock into his mouth, "Swallow it in."

The fishy cock bounced and squirted in Rong Baiwen's mouth, and the thick cum shot into the feeding tube, Rong Baiwen could suck the cock that filled his mouth, he swallowed too fast, and a lot of cum wasted out of his mouth, stained red lips.

Xiong Zhipeng watched him swallow his sperm with his mouth closed, and his heart filled with infinite love.

After ejaculation, when Xiong Zhipeng pulled out his cock, Rong Baiwen reluctantly licked the head of his penis and licked his mouth with contentment, which stimulated Xiong Zhipeng to hold the cock and rub against his mouth for a long time before leaving.

How to do? I love my wife more and more, and the wolf in my heart screams at my wife.

Rong Baiwen didn't know how he left the staff dormitory building. He only remembered that Xiong Zhipeng hugged him and dressed him. After getting dressed, he fell asleep in Xiong Zhipeng's arms for a while, and when he woke up, he returned to his villa.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, his lower body was numb for a while, the small hole that was repeatedly pierced by the meat stick was not sticky at all, and his bare body was clean and refreshing, exuding the fragrance of shower gel.

He didn't want to say anything more about the fact that he sent him to the door and offered to let it go. During the torture process, he was ordered to be called his husband, and he also admitted that he was the other party's wife.

Although the idiot was a little vulgar, he knew how to hurt people very well. He found that he liked it very much and liked the idiot to love him tenderly.

Just too stupid!

Xiong Zhipeng felt that Rong Baiwen's villa was too unpopular. There was nothing in the refrigerator except his favorite steak. After washing Rong Baiwen, he tucked him in the quilt and hurried to the nearest supermarket. He bought some small yellow rice, pumpkin and cucumber, and some seasonings. Pumpkin and small yellow rice porridge are nutritious and delicious, cucumber salad, he made his wife's small hole so loose, it is better to eat thinner and lighter in recent days.

He vowed that he would never be so unrestrained with his wife again, but when he thought of his wife's good figure and handsome face, he felt that it would be difficult to restrain himself, and he would turn his wife over and over again if he was not careful.

How painful! Having a wife with a good figure and a good face is a painful and happy thing!

The pumpkin and millet porridge has been kept warm in the rice cooker, and the cold cucumber is also on the plate. Xiong Zhipeng climbed up to the second floor and craned his neck to see if his wife woke up N+1 times. To do so intensely, it's natural for his wife to want to abolish him, but he still hopes that his wife will stare at him tenderly after waking up and call him husband, but unfortunately, according to his wife's temperament, it is impossible to call her husband. It's normal for him to collapse.

Xiong Zhipeng craned his neck again to see if his wife was awake.

Rong Baiwen was completely unaware that the scene where he woke up and stared at the ceiling fell in Xiong Zhipeng's eyes, and he was even more unaware of Xiong Zhipeng's uneasy mood.

This sluggish expression just woke up seems to be photographed to be used as a mobile phone screen. Xiong Zhipeng was so tangled that he was half-dead, dying early and surpassing life early, not dying but not going beyond life, hey. Xiong Zhipeng sighed in his heart for a long time, turned around, and went downstairs to serve pumpkin millet porridge and cucumber salad.

It was already dark outside the window, and the light that suddenly turned on in the bedroom startled Rong Baiwen. He turned his face to look at the door. Xiong Zhipeng walked in with the tray in hand, then put the tray on the bedside table, put the stool by the bed, and sat beside the bed by himself.

He looked at Rong Baiwen, and Rong Baiwen also looked at him.

Xiong Zhipeng didn't know what to say, so it took him a long time to squeeze out three words: "Are you hungry?"

Rong Baiwen nodded.

Xiong Zhipeng helped him sit up and put a pillow behind him: "Pumpkin millet porridge, it's delicious, do you want to try it?"

"Yeah." Rong Baiwen had a sore throat as he quietly watched him scoop out a small bowl of pumpkin millet porridge. The millet porridge exuded the sweet smell of pumpkin. As soon as he smelled it, his stomach became hungry.

Xiong Zhipeng scooped up a spoonful of millet porridge to cool it and handed it to Rong Baiwen's mouth. Rong Baiwen drank the millet porridge with one mouth open, with a faint sweetness of pumpkin in the fragrance, Rong Baiwen couldn't help but narrow his eyes with a look of joy on his face. Xiong Zhipeng let go of his uneasy mood and sent another piece of cold cucumber to Rong Baiwen's mouth. The refreshing cold cucumber paired with millet porridge won Rong Baiwen's favor, and he finished a bowl of millet porridge in a short time.

"Is it delicious?" Xiong Zhipeng wiped the corners of his mouth and asked.

"Yeah." Rong Baiwen raised the corner of his mouth happily, Xiong Zhipeng couldn't help but dared to lean over and kiss his mouth.

Rong Baiwen only glanced at him without showing any expression of disgust. Xiong Zhipeng was overjoyed and kissed the other corner of his mouth.

Rong Baiwen snorted coldly in his heart, tossing him desperately on the bed, but now he is cautiously trying to please him, how stupid. Although he scolded Xiong Zhipeng for being stupid in his heart, Rong Baiwen enjoyed his service very much. He seemed lazy and obedient. Xiong Zhipeng kissed from the left to the right and kissed the right. He was annoying Rong Baiwen and only get a lazy stare from Rong Baiwen.

Xiong Zhipeng was so happy in his heart that he wanted to hold his wife in his arms and love him, but fortunately, he could control it, otherwise, he would have tossed hard again.

"Wife..." Xiong Zhipeng, cheeky, whispered Rong Baiwen very carefully.

Rong Baiwen's face was flat, this time he didn't even glance at him, but he hesitated in his heart whether to answer him or not. He agrees with him, this guy has to go a long way. He is afraid this guy will be disappointed, and he will be a little careful in his heart.

Xiong Zhipeng looked at Rong Baiwen's profile, and after waiting for a while, he found that he was neither angry nor responded to his intentions. Xiong Zhipeng was a little lost. He put down the empty bowl, moved the stool toward the bed, put his face directly in front of Rong Baiwen, his lips almost touching Rong Baiwen's face, and continued to call out cheekily, "Wife..."

When the hot air blew on his face, Rong Baiwen shivered imperceptibly, turned his face away, and replied softly, "Yes."

If it wasn't for Xiong Zhipeng's proximity, the voice would be so small that no one could hear it.

At this time, Xiong Zhipeng couldn't believe that Rong Baiwen would respond to him. He stared at Rong Baiwen's face with wide eyes, but only saw the faint little fluff on Rong Baiwen's ears, and the red that spread from the tip of the ear to the root of the ear.

My goodness, is this a promise? Am I dreaming? Xiong Zhipeng rubbed his face hard. Not dreaming, my wife promised me! I will also have a family in the future! It still feels so unreal!

Xiong Zhipeng took Rong Baiwen's hand and put it on his face, then rubbed it. The touch was very real, and he didn't dream.

Rong Baiwen blushed, he never thought that a man would show such a stupid side. So he couldn't bear it anymore, he pushed his hand away from the man's face, never wanting to see this stupid face again, and snorted coldly, "You're stupid!"

"Wife, I love you." Xiong Zhipeng also knew that he looked very stupid now. But he couldn't help it, he just wanted to show his presence in front of his wife, Rong Baiwen twisted his face over there, and he moved his face over there, showing his love in a coquettish tone.

Rong Baiwen only felt that he had become naive, but he couldn't stand it when he saw that this tall man was coquettishly coquettish to him. Finally, the man got the chance and placed a loud kiss on his lips, making his face even redder.

"Wife, kiss me too." Xiong Zhipeng demanded unsatisfactorily.

Since they are together in the future, a kiss can still be satisfied. Rong Baiwen thought so, but when he wanted to kiss Xiong Zhipeng, he suddenly became shy for some reason. The mouth that originally wanted to kiss Xiong Zhipeng's lips fell on his face, and the kiss was very light. Xiong Zhipeng didn't feel much, how could it possibly satisfy him that it was just a kiss on the lips? He immediately quit, asking Rong Baiwen to kiss him a little louder, or he could kiss him on the lips.

Rong Baiwen was so upset by him that he had to kiss his face again, this time the touch of his lips on his face was a little heavier, and there was a little noise.

"Wife, I don't feel anything at all, you kiss my mouth again la!" One "la" can imagine how shameless Xiong Zhipeng is, and he pouted.

How could Rong Baiwen, who was full of shyness, make him gain an inch, and immediately threw out two words: "No way."

Xiong Zhipeng smiled wickedly, put his big hand into the quilt, inserted his hand between Rong Baiwen's legs accurately, and squeezed a finger into the slightly moist little hole: "Wife, if you don't kiss me on the mouth, I'll just take your hole, and you won't be able to close it, and you go to work with my semen every day."

Although he recovered a lot after a sleep, Rong Baiwen's body was still tired and weak, especially this small hole, which was always sour, with a strange feeling of being stuffed like the cock didn't leave. At this time, the acupoint was pulled open by the fingers, and the whole body felt that something was wrong.

"Don't go too far, you bastard!" Even though Rong Baiwen had the strength to resist, he chose to compromise in the face of such a threat and gently kissed Xiong Zhipeng's lips.

Xiong Zhipeng just pretended, and immediately pulled out his finger, Rong Baiwen only added to the kiss. The two kissed lingeringly for a long time, and neither was willing to separate from the other.

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Since admitting the relationship between the two, Rong Baiwen's daily life has been sweet and painful. Xiong Zhipeng has a very strong sexual desire, and as his lover, there is no way to satisfy him every day. Since he couldn't be satisfied every day, Xiong Zhipeng was self-sufficient and showed him masturbation in front of him. When the thick and long cock was hardened, it was extremely majestic, and the ejaculated semen was not only abundant but also thick. He obviously didn't want it, but as soon as he saw this cock, he couldn't help licking this ugly cock, and then pouted his ass to beg.

He is a reserved boss in front of others. If there is any dissatisfaction, someone will handle it for him when the documents are thrown over.

Even if he met Xiong Zhipeng at the construction site, he would pass by as if they didn't know each other. No one would ever think that he knew a migrant worker, let alone that he would associate with a migrant worker.

He would go back to the villa every day to wait for a migrant worker to come back from getting off work to cook for him, and then use the thirsty pussy below to eat the migrant worker's cock, let the migrant worker ejaculate semen and feed it to the pussy, and the next morning it will be full. The semen goes to work, and the little pussy is extremely wet every day.

Rong Baiwen spurned his lewdness, and at the same time couldn't stand the temptation of the other party.

Xiong Zhipeng's thoughts are not that complicated, his wife is in good shape, especially when he wears a fitted shirt, his waist is narrow and his buttocks are raised, and he is round and firm, making his legs appear straight and long. No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see enough. He wished he could kiss and lick his wife every day, and then do things that he loved, and go around his wife every day without getting tired of it.

If he hadn't met his wife, he wouldn't have thought he would be so lecherous. In the past, five fingers were enough to solve the desire to vent his body. Now he just wants to get his wife into bed every day. Alas, people who have a family are different.

"Brother Xiong, are you going to move out?" Da Wei played a mobile game and glanced at Xiong Zhipeng who was packing his clothes.

"I have this plan." Xiong Zhipeng folded all the clothes he needed to wear recently and stuffed them into a plastic bag.

"But..." Da Wei put the mobile game on hold and looked at Xiong Zhipeng before saying anything.

"What's the matter? Hesitating." Da Wei was brought out by Xiong Zhipeng to work together. His academic performance was not good, he did not get into high school, and he squatted at home for a year. Xiong Zhipeng saw that his character was good, so he always took him with him, taught him how to open a hanging tower and other equipment, and took him to do research. In Da Wei's eyes, Brother Xiong is not only his eldest brother, but also his master, and his relationship is much closer than that of ordinary fellow villagers.

Da Wei looked around and felt that no one would suddenly come to the dormitory, so he boldly said, "When will you bring your sister-in-law to show me?" He scratched his lungs and wanted to know what his sister-in-law looked like and how to take care of Brother Xiong properly.

"When there is a chance in the future, my wife will be handsome." Xiong Zhipeng replied with a smile, thinking that he could catch up with such a handsome wife, he felt that his life was complete, and his heart couldn't be more beautiful. If Da Wei could accept his sexuality, he would show his wife to him.

Handsome? Da Wei didn't take this word to heart, thinking that Xiong Zhipeng had found a handsome girlfriend who was dressed in a neutral dress, he sighed deeply: "Oh, when will I find a girlfriend and stop being a single dog what!"

The last piece of clothes was stuffed into a plastic bag, and Xiong Zhipeng re-arranged the wardrobe and locked it. Before leaving, he brushed Da Wei's hair and said, "It not only depends on fate but also depends on whether the other party likes you or not."

After speaking, he picked up the plastic bag and left the dormitory.

The car parked across the road rolled down the window, and Rong Baiwen, who was wearing sunglasses, looked at Xiong Zhipeng. Xiong Zhipeng strode towards the car, opened the passenger's door, and threw a bag of clothes into the back seat before getting into the passenger seat.

"So few things?" In Rong Baiwen's eyes, clothes simply packed in plastic bags were very shabby.

"Enough to wear now, but not enough to wear in the future." He and his wife will not be in a relationship for a long time, and he will not take the posture of living together for granted. Their relationship is still in the run-in stage, and it takes time to intrude into each other's lives unconsciously so that when the other party is unprepared, they realize that their lives are inseparable.

This guy is already his person, and Rong Baiwen has always treated the person next to his pillow badly. As long as the request made by the person beside him is generally satisfied, although he and his former lover have their own needs, he still hopes that Xiong Zhipeng can ask for some from him so that he will feel that he is very important in the other's heart. Xiong Zhipeng's desireless attitude made him feel very insecure, but he couldn't bear to tell Xiong Zhipeng this.

"What else are you missing?" Rong Baiwen asked implicitly after starting the car, his eyes looking straight ahead, his fingers gripping the steering wheel nervously.

"Daily necessities are ready, I don't lack anything." Xiong Zhipeng couldn't understand the meaning behind Rong Bai's words.

Rong Baiwen frowned angrily. If he had changed his former lover, he would have taken the opportunity to make various demands, but this guy has no brains. Does he have to say it clearly and clearly?

The red light at the intersection turned on and the car stopped. Xiong Zhipeng suddenly leaned into Rong Baiwen's ear and said softly, "I just remembered, I'm still missing something."

Rong Baiwen immediately raised his eyebrows high, in a happy mood, and the corners of his mouth curved upward: "Say, this young master promises you."

"That's all I need." Xiong Zhipeng kissed him on the face with a slap, and caressed Rong Baiwen's thigh with a big hand, looking at Rong Baiwen with a rogue look.

This guy really can't tolerate it, Rong Baiwen thought to himself.

Along the way, Xiong Zhipeng's hand on his wife's thigh was very good. When he returned to the villa, let alone the thigh, he couldn't even touch his wife's hair. Xiong Zhipeng could not wait to chop off his cheap paw.

Rong Baiwen is not a person with a particularly strong sexual desire. It is completely fine if he doesn't do it for a few days. This is hard for Xiong Zhipeng, who is in heat when he sees him.

As soon as he saw Xiong Zhipeng's distressed face, Rong Baiwen was in a good mood, but his good mood lasted for less than two days when he was broken by a phone call.

"Cousin, it's me." The other party's voice was very low.

"Did things change when you called me suddenly?" Rong Baiwen slowed down even though there was no one in the office.

"Our funds can't receive so many shares." The other party's tone was very tense and heavy, "Cousin, what should I do now?"

Rong Baiwen rubbed his chin: "You said that if I sent that old man to prison, how much would the stock of Ronghua Group fall?"

The other party was shocked: "You don't want to do this? If we accidentally drag down the Ronghua Group, we won't be able to get anything."

"It's a big deal to go bankrupt, anyway, it's not me who is most distressed." Rong Baiwen spun his office chair, his expression and tone are very relaxed.

"Brother, I beg you, don't be so crazy, I still want to rely on you to get Ronghua Group, get a small manager Dangdang, earn a little money to marry a wife and raise a good baby. You finished the Ronghua Group, I can't be tall, handsome, and rich in my life." The other party pretended to cry and begged, "Cousin, please don't play!"

"Make good use of the hidden pile I put in, I will send you a document later, you follow the plan in the document, don't screw it up for me. If you screw up, I will transfer you to 100,000 miles. Outside the branch, you will be a small manager all your life."

"Oh, okay, cousin, send me the file quickly, so I can let the brothers do it." The other party's tone turned excited.

"En." Rong Baiwen hung up the phone and sent a file to the other party's mailbox through his laptop.

Five minutes later, the phone rang, and just as Rong Baiwen answered, a piercing howl came from his ear: "Who is the man in the photo? I want to kill him!"

Rong Baiwen quickly lifted the phone ten centimeters away from him.

"Cousin, I'll take someone to kill him tomorrow!"

"Shut up!" Rong Baiwen couldn't stand his howling and ordered loudly at the phone.

"Cousin, are you going to do this?" There was sadness in the other party's words.

"I still have my mother's shares in my hand, plus the shares you received, it's not enough to fight against that old man. I made myself miserable so that the old man had the opportunity to support his good son as a puppet to pick my peaches, even if I was not convinced, but because of the reputation problem, I still have to give the peaches obediently. Hmph, the shares in my hand are a big worry for him." Rong Baiwen said grimly.

"But cousin, you can use other methods. Once your reputation is ruined, others will keep pointing at you in the future." The other party said worriedly.

"These are nothing, as long as I am a strong man, those rumors will not have any effect on me." He just wanted to know if Xiong Zhipeng was the same when he reached the most desolate step.

The other party was silent for a while: "Cousin, I still think this method is inappropriate, I'll think about it later."

"Send me a message when you're ready."

"Alright."

After hanging up the phone, Rong Baiwen's mood became worse and worse. He first thought of his mother. His mother was beautiful but not gentle, and she was a very powerful woman. Ronghua Group's prosperity is half of her credit, but her biggest failure in her life is to marry a husband who is inconsistent in appearance. She thought that she was married to a gentle and considerate husband who loved her and spoiled her. She supported each other in the early days of setting up a company and struggled. When the company was on track, she realized that her husband liked the gentle and careless Xiaojiabiyu, not a strongman like her who worked hard outside. He married her only because she could make money and be independent, and he didn't need to worry about everything.

She has had a fight and a divorce, and she thinks it is the mistress's fault. She beat the mistress and threatened the mistress. But a man's heart is a hundred times more ruthless than a woman's, and he has a huge family business, which inspires a man's ambition. His mother was imprisoned in a villa and finally sent to a mental hospital. Until the last moment of suicide, he did not sign the document to give up the shares. Instead, he passed the notarized will to his only son through his uncle before he died.

Everyone thought that the will was in the hands of his uncle. Uncle has been hiding in Tibet for more than ten years, and no one knows that the will is in his hands for a long time. As soon as he becomes an adult, 30% of the shares held by his mother belong to him. No one can change this fact.

His "good" father, who appears to own 65% of the shares, actually owns only 35%. But the other small shareholders are all "good" fathers. He has only received 2% of the shares for so many years. It is impossible to overwhelm 35% of the shareholders in one fell swoop. He doesn't want to fight an uncertain battle. If his "good" father can't stand up, he must hold more shares than him, and all small shareholders must obey his instructions.

Rong Baiwen sneered, he was no longer young.

This day will finally come.