Author: Sky

 

    I knew it was impossible, but I couldn't help it...

 

    Alcohol was fermenting in my mind, and my body was so hot that I yearned for a hearty sex, to alleviate the body's unbearable thirst.

 

    "Ah..."

 

    Half of his thin lips uttered a hoarse but sweet moan, and Ye Feng, who was riding on his male member, was covered in sweat. He supported the man's strong chest with both hands to clamp the huge cock in his body and swayed constantly. Waist.

 

    "Awesome..."

 

    Every time he raises his waist and sits down, he can accurately make the meat stick hit the sensitive point. As soon as it hits the sensitive point, his buttocks will tighten again, and the intestines will automatically peristalize the meat stick, and he can feel clearly To every violent blue tendon of the meat stick, imagine the hideous appearance of that stick full of blue veins.

 

    Ye Fengqing couldn't help licking the corners of his mouth, his blurred eyes looking at the handsome man who hit him with the same waist, broad shoulders, thick chest, and abdominal muscles.

 

    The man sinks into the lust given by him, grabs his waist, and attacks his small cunt one after another. The lubricant inserted into it pounces out, making the two of their lower bodies embarrassed.

 

    Ye Feng leaned down and slowly caressed the man's chest with his hands. The tip of his nose gently rubbed the man's chest muscles. The hot and humid breath sprayed on the man's nipples, and the man's heavy breathing became more disordered.

 

    "Manager..."

 

    "Push me harder." Ye Feng said charmingly, while holding his small brown nipples, his tongue teasingly licked the erect nipples, sucking the whole nipple into his mouth.

 

    Even if the nipples are not a man’s sensitive point, no one can stand the stimulation when he plays with his mouth like this. The man grabbed his two white buttocks and pulled them to both sides, without the slightest pity, his face was also fierce. Table clear.

 

    "Fuck you! Fuck you!" The man roared, then turned over and pressed Ye Feng back, his red eyes staring aggressively at the boss who was wearing only a white shirt, his naked lower body was defenseless. It opened wide, and the pussy eating the cock shrank excitedly, and milky lubricant came out.

 

    The top of that swollen sex organ constantly oozes transparent glutinous fluid, glowing with watery light, to bring out the owner's hunger and thirst.

 

    The man couldn't help pulling out the meat stick, and the empty little hole shrank severely. A large amount of lubricant ran down the unclosed hole, flowing down the groin and wet his lower body.

 

    Ye Feng's genitals on the top of the glans looked like curiosity and exploration, slowly rubbing against the genitals, the mucus from the mouth of the bell stained the skin of the sexual organs bit by bit, and the man stared at Ye Feng's lower body.

 

    Ye Feng, who was still active just now, trembled slightly, turned his face away, bit his lip to endure the shameful exploration of his lower body by his subordinates using the most masculine part.

 

    "The manager is really good. It's hard to be like this in the front, and it's still so wet." The man exclaimed, even holding the cock to rub the top of the sex organ.

 

    At this time, the man grabbed Ye Feng's hand, put his hand on the genitals, and commanded: "Together."

 

    Ye Feng tremblingly held his genitals, and the man's glans was facing the glans and the bell mouth was facing the bell mouth. Squeezing and rubbing against each other, they can feel each other getting bigger and harder, and they can feel each other's bell mouth becoming more and more moist.

 

    "Ahhh...no..." Ye Feng's hand was stained with glutinous fluid that didn't know whether it was him or the other party. He pinched the top and rubbed the opponent's glans back and forth desperately.

 

    The pleasure in the front has been out of control, but the back shrinks empty, but the other party just plays with his front, letting the wet mouth swallow his saliva.

 

    "Plug behind me... Quickly insert behind me!" Ye Feng couldn't bear the request.

 

    "I will insert you after you shoot it out." With a malicious smile on the corner of the man's mouth, one hand deliberately opened the small hole to appreciate the lubricating fluid flowing out of the small hole.

 

    The slight irritation of the small hole being pulled made Ye Feng bit his lip uncomfortably, but the man refused to insert a finger, he had to shoot out first to satisfy the hunger and thirst behind him.

 

    Ye Feng had to continue rubbing the other's glans, "Well... it's almost... it's going to shoot..." After a while, a stream of milky semen was sprayed on the man's glans, and even splashed on the man's scrotum and abdominal muscles. Ye Feng was heavy. respite.

 

    Without waiting for Ye Feng to return to his senses, the glans covered with his own semen touched the red and swollen acupuncture points and plunged into the intestinal tract. The thick and long cock was pumped vigorously.

 

    The petite hole was pushed to its limit, and the semen-stained red sausage squirmed with the stick of the meat stick. The man pressed Ye Feng’s thigh, it was impossible for Ye Feng to wrap his waist. He could only make him compare Once fierce, more ass fucked harder than ever.

 

    The sensitive spots were numb, Ye Feng lifted up his waist as hard as he could, and hurriedly urged: "Hurry up... Zhiyong... Wu Zhiyong hurry up..." He called the man's name, a very common name, but called With tears in the corners of his eyes, Wu Zhiyong's arm was tightly choked.

 

    Wu Zhiyong drank like him. Under the influence of alcohol, he had long forgotten that the man under him was his boss. He arrogantly pulled out his cock. The glans caressed the boss wantonly. The only one who could accept his entrance was proud. Watching the boss biting his lip, struggling to escape the hoops of his hands, desperately lifting his waist trying to swallow his cock.

 

    Those cold eyes were not only full of craving moisture, but also a look of pleading. His usual neat hairstyle was already messy. Wu Zhiyong discovered that his boss’s bangs were relatively long, and they slid down his beautiful forehead, softly hanging down. .

 

    Wu Zhiyong ghostly lowered his head and kissed Ye Feng's forehead, licking away the fine sweat beads, and at the same time the meat stick was pushed in.

 

    The pleasure of the intestinal wall being rubbed by the meat stick made Ye Feng scream, his legs trembled out of control, and Wu Zhiyong who plunged into the depths still maintained the posture of suppressing his thigh.

 

    The strength exceeded Ye Feng’s tolerance, and his body swayed with Wu Zhiyong. The sex organs stiffened during the swing, and the scum slowly oozes out. The deeper the stick is, the more Ye Feng feels. The glans is refreshing enough to run over the sensitive spots. He went crazy.

 

    "It's so comfortable...it's so comfortable inside!...ahhhh..."

 

    "Um...so cool, it's twisted really tight inside!"

 

    Wu Zhiyong attacked quickly and slightly, not wanting to leave Ye Feng at all.

 

    Pops -

 

    Puchipuchi -shoot meat infrasound and hydroacoustic hybrid man-induced animal sounds wonderful, maple leaf man shook his head and cried a little slow, but the man and threw him faster and faster violation of his endless pleasure Ye Feng's sexual organs swelled so fast that they exploded, and the cock in his body also filled him up.

 

    He loves the feeling of being filled so much that he feels that he is loved.

 

　　    “Coming soon..." Wu Zhiyong thrust in like a storm, unconsciously pinching a mass of buttocks, kneading and playing with it, turning the mass of white buttocks into bruises.

 

    "Woo..."

 

    Finally, the man sprayed hot thick semen deep inside him, Ye Feng cried out and ejaculated, his intestines squeezed the cock in the ejaculation, and a drop of semen was swallowed.

 

    Ye Feng panted with a frustrated face, tears still slid down the corners of his red eyes and rolled into the sweaty temples. Wu Zhiyong's face was buried in the socket of his neck, the same big gasp, hot breath sprayed on the roots of his sensitive ears and nose. If there is seemingly nothing to rub his ears.

 

    Suddenly, the hot and humid tongue licked Ye Feng's ears. The ears were his sensitive points. Wu Zhiyong's lick made him instinctively tilted his face and exposed his weakness to the other side. When he recovered, Wu Zhiyong He had already held his earlobe and sucked and licked wantonly.

 

    "Yeah..." Ye Feng groaned hoarsely from his throat, Wu Zhiyong sucked heavily, his round earlobes were bloodshot and flushed by him, along the base of his ears, Wu Zhiyong slowly kissed his neck and shoulders, licking Wei Concave collarbone.

 

    "Ah..." Ye Feng's groan was very low, as if sighing, but it was very sunny.

 

    As soon as Wu Zhiyong heard his groan, he sucked his skin vigorously, and the white chest lacking the sun's rays lay down together, spreading reddish hickeys, two nipples darker than the hickeys tremblingly reflected in Wu Zhiyong Desire eyes.

 

    Wu Zhiyong lowered his head without thinking about it, and sucked one of the small nipples. He didn't expect Ye Feng's nipples to be very sensitive, but just sucked it. Ye Feng reacted fiercely and twisted his waist, and the little cunt that contained him was not only fierce. Shrinked and sucked him into a small depth.

 

    Perceiving the obvious changes in Ye Feng, Wu Zhiyong kept licking the nipple in his mouth with the tip of his tongue. Ye Feng pushed him away resistingly. But Wu Zhiyong, who found his weakness, grabbed his genitals and throbbed, Ye Feng's waist softened, as if He groaned softly as if he was drawing strength.

 

    The nipple on one side was already full and swollen, and the color was red. The nipple and areola were covered with transparent body fluid, and there was even a trace of body fluid dripping down the areola. Ye Feng half-squinted at the man who was finally willing to let him go.

 

    The man saw his gaze become more and more presumptuous, the connected parts once again made the most primitive sensual crash, Ye Feng moaned weakly, as the pumping faster and faster, Ye Feng's hands slowly grasped the bed sheet and lifted his hips to cater to the strong Powerful violation.

 

    The combined pleasure paralyzed his nerves, rushed into the bone marrow, and impacted his whole body. The rapid and slow impact for a while made him enjoy a somewhat rude but warm hug.

 

    He relaxed his muscles and felt the hot, huge blade of flesh pierce his private parts time and time again. It was very uplifting there, and also very uplifted in his heart.

 

    So full, my heart is full, warm and comfortable.

 

    "Also...and..." Ye Feng took the initiative to put a leg on Wu Zhiyong's shoulder, so that he could invade himself more easily.

 

    The obedience posture of the boss surrendering to his crotch immediately stimulated Wu Zhiyong’s nerves. Coupled with the drive of alcohol, he could not remember anything at this time, and all his movements became an instinct, causing the boss to tremble, cry, and beg. .

 

    When the senses were only the turbulent pleasure, Ye Feng's consciousness was blank, Wu Zhiyong leaned on his body and kept shaking his powerful waist, his hips slammed against his butt, and every time he quickly pulled out and inserted it made a loud sound. The sound of water.

 

    The place where the two connect is clearly visible that the thick purple cock is thrusting into the small hole again and again. Occasionally, you can see that the huge crown of meat is about to leave the small hole, and then squeeze into the small hole again, spreading the petite hole until the whole root is swallowed Meat stick.

 

    "Hmm...ah..." Ye Feng, who was inserted straight into it, let out a weeping moan, his sensitive body trembled, and the fiery corridor greedily clenched the stick that would make him happy.

 

    "Manager, you feel so great!"

 

    Wu Zhiyong kissed Ye Feng's flushed face excitedly, and repeatedly fiddled with him.

 

    Ye Feng was speechless, his eyes became more blurred, and a transparent body fluid dripped from the corner of his mouth.

 

    Wu Zhiyong licked the corners of his mouth bit by bit, then kissed his thin lips deeply, and hugged him tightly.

 

    Ye Feng's legs were opened wide by Wu Zhiyong, convulsing orgasm, and the kissed mouth made no sound, tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes, and a stream of hot semen was jetted into the spasm intestine at the same time.

 

    There was the sticky liquid between the two of them. Ye Feng hugged Wu Zhiyong with the last trace of strength, and gently rubbed his face against his neck.

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    A night of absurdity. When he woke up, Ye Feng's lower body was sore, but the reason why he didn't dare to move was that Wu Zhiyong's cock was still stuck in his body.

 

    He tried to get up, his sour body immediately protested, his legs trembling violently, he moved his body carefully, slowly letting the cock slide out of his small hole, and the filthy semen instantly poured out in large quantities.

 

    He bit his lip in shame, and tried to shrink his small holes. The excessive use of small holes couldn't stop the flow of semen. The semen dripped down his thighs and covered the sheets under his body, making him feel strange.

 

    Before the other party woke up, Ye Feng gently stretched his arms across his waist and pulled out the clamped legs, then half propped up and landed barefoot.

 

    As soon as his feet touched the ground, Ye Feng almost sat on the ground with soft legs, resisting the uncomfortable indulgence. He picked up the clothes as fast as he could and put them on, and tiptoed open the door to leave this room full of desire. 

 

    From beginning to end, he didn't dare to look at Wu Zhiyong who was sleeping behind him. Unconscious Wu Zhiyong grabbed the pillow on the side and hugged it into his arms in his sleep, and he clamped the quilt opened by Ye Feng with a big leg.

    The next day, Wu Zhiyong woke up in the noisy cell phone alarm as usual. Before he was full, he dazedly grabbed the cell phone to turn off the alarm, pulled the quilt and continued to sleep.

 

    Suddenly, he found himself naked under the covers. He didn't know why he was not wearing any clothes. He wondered when he had the habit of sleeping naked while drunk. Suddenly some fragments flashed in his mind, Wu Zhiyong sat up suddenly, unable to believe that the fragments in his mind were what happened last night.

 

    No way?

 

    impossible!

 

    In order to prove that those things were false last night, Wu Zhiyong lifted the quilt and saw at a glance that his abdomen was stained with dry milky white, there were also traces of being pinched on his arms, there were traces of being kissed on his chest, and his back. The slight tingling caused him to get out of bed, go straight to the bathroom, and turn his head in the mirror. As expected, his back was scratched by someone else.

 

    He—Wu Zhiyong drank his boss in disorder!

 

    And the boss is still a big man!

 

    Wu Zhiyong could hardly digest this fact. He couldn't figure out why his head got hot with a man, and he knew very well that it was a man, with a flat chest, a body that was not as soft as a woman, and Below there is a male symbol like him. From head to toe, there is no place like a woman, but he is full of blood, and he rolls the sheets enthusiastically.

 

    Wu Zhiyong never thought he had homosexual tendencies. Yesterday he was indeed drunk.

 

    Grabbing his hair, Wu Zhiyong looked at himself in the mirror, who was full of "contributions", and remembered Ye Feng, who was hooped in his arms last night, struggling to avoid his love, tears on his face.

 

    What was he thinking?

 

    Turning on the faucet, Wu Zhiyong buried his face in the cold water, shaken off the scene from last night, and then took a random shower.

 

 

    Entering the office, Wu Zhiyong found that his colleagues were listless, either yawning without sleep, or absent-mindedly gnawing bread or making coffee to refresh themselves.

 

    "You haven't had breakfast yet? Here, here you are." He joined the company a year earlier than Wu Zhiyong, Hao Da kindly threw a piece of bread at him.

 

    The bread passed through the sky above the desk and flew towards Wu Zhiyong in a parabolic shape. Wu Zhiyong immediately stood up. Suddenly, the office door opened, and the original decadent and lazy atmosphere disappeared instantly. The yawning colleague immediately cheered up and pretended to search for documents. Hao Da, who gnawed the bread, hurriedly packed the bread, and the coffee-making colleague quickly sat back on his high heels. Only Wu Zhiyong stood abruptly, holding a bread in his hand, staring blankly at the man who appeared.

 

    The dark blue suit, the tie of the same color, the overly meticulous hairstyle, the same cold expression as usual, only the slightly tired and pale handsome face showed something different.

 

    "The manager is early."

 

    "Morning."

 

    Ye Feng's gaze swept across everyone without any clear signs. When his gaze stopped on him, Wu Zhiyong was guilty of not looking directly at him. Ye Feng didn't seem to remember what happened last night. He walked in front of Wu Zhiyong as usual and entered the office partitioned by special glass.

 

    Wu Zhiyong secretly looked at his back, not knowing whether it was nervousness or relief, it was very complicated.

 

    Hao Da slapped him on the shoulder abruptly, "You don't want to die! I don't know how to put a piece of bread in my hand. Why stand stupidly in a daze? It's scary!" Wu Zhiyong scratched his head irritably, as Hao Da said. Did not hear a word.

 

    The manager didn't ask him to come into the office. Can he assume that he didn't have the same thing last night? It is also possible that the manager does not mention drunkenness, but gives him small shoes in the future. It is also possible that the manager has forgotten what happened last night.

 

    Wu Zhiyong fidgeted and sorted out his performance report, staring at the door from time to time, hoping that the glass in that office would reflect everything inside.

 

    Really cunning! The manager can see everything outside from the inside, but he can't see the manager's watch, let alone what the manager thinks.

 

    The more Wu Zhiyong thinks, the more impatient he gets. The performance report gets more organized and messy. The entire desk is messy, and there are messy documents everywhere, but he still thinks about it, and spends the whole morning in vain.

 

    In the afternoon, Wu Zhiyong took a water cup to the pantry, accidentally overhearing three female colleagues talking about gossip.

 

    "I saw it." Female colleague A said excitedly.

 

    "What did you see?" Female colleagues B and C asked curiously.

 

    "I saw the hickey on the manager’s neck. Just now, when I handed the document, the manager looked down at the document. I saw a little hickey near the collar, and there were more than one. Wow, red strawberries followed one by one. !" A female colleague was excitedly talking about her new discovery.

 

    "Where is the neck? Hurry up and tell me, I will check it out later." When encountering this kind of topic, B and C also wanted to find the opportunity to sneak a peek at the "strawberry" on the manager's neck. how many.

 

    Wu Zhiyong almost spit out a sip of tea. Sure enough, the two female colleagues entered the manager's office under the pretext of sending documents in the afternoon. As soon as they exited the door of the manager's office, they winked quietly at Female Colleague A, and then smiled unpredictably.

 

    Although Wu Zhiyong planted the "strawberries" himself, he did not remember the appearance of Ye Feng being planted with "strawberries". Watching three female colleagues communicate privately and peeking at the "experiences" of "strawberries", he felt like he was stunned. His paw was scratched a few times, and it was itchy and numb, uncomfortable.

 

    He also wanted to see how many "strawberries" he had grown.

 

    Wu Zhiyong finally sorted out the performance report, notified the secretary of the manager, and the secretary passed the inside line and told his manager to let him in.

 

    Wu Zhiyong took a deep breath and knocked on the door politely.

 

    "Come in."

 

    Just hearing Ye Feng's voice, Wu Zhiyong's heart jumped, opened the concealed door and strode in.

 

    "Manager, this is the performance report of last month, please have a look."

 

    Handing over the report, Ye Feng's fingertips seemed to lightly rub his hand unintentionally, Wu Zhiyong's heart jumped again, his eyes couldn't help staring at the hands that received the file, and then he lingered to Ye Feng and looked down at the file. Face.

 

    His face was still pale, and he remembered that he was a little sober last night. With a pained look on his face, the handsome manager shook his waist laboriously, using a dry tunnel to fiddle with his hard cock.

 

    It must have been very painful at that time, and after he was drunk, he acted entirely by instinct, completely ignoring the manager's pain, and fiercely manipulated his comfortable cunt.

 

    Even when he woke up, he did not forget that the manager poked up his ass, and he was fucked to tears.

 

    Wu Zhiyong's thoughts were floating, his right hand was raised unconsciously, and he almost touched the hickey on Ye Feng's neckline. Suddenly, he noticed that Ye Feng was about to raise his head and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

 

    "Wu Zhiyong, I can't finish the performance report now. After reading it, I will ask the secretary to pass it to you."

 

    "Yes, thank you manager."

 

    Trying to maintain the surface peace, Wu Zhiyong quickly escaped, forgetting to close the door.

 

    Ye Feng touched the hickey on the left side of his neck.

 

    Wu Zhiyong wanted to hold his head and moan, he almost touched the hickey, and he became excited! He is so abnormal!