In this life , Ye Feng never thought that one day he would be carried into the office by a man, and not the legendary "princess hug", but being carried into the desk in a more ambiguous posture.

 

    Only a few steps away from his office, Ye Feng felt ashamed because his buttocks had been supported by the wide palms. Although he desperately resisted the shame, the shame was not visible on his face, but the roots of his ears had long been quietly red.

 

    He kept his arms around Wu Zhiyong's neck. Wu Zhiyong just saw the red ear roots. Wu Zhiyong smiled cheerfully and deliberately squeezed his elastic buttocks with his big hands. Ye Feng, as he expected, was so scared. He breathed coldly and didn't dare to move stiffly.

 

    How can it be so cute? It made him want to bully him fiercely, and let him show more clearness, as if he could not bear more crying with pleasure that night.

 

    Suddenly an evil fire rushed to Wu Zhiyong's crotch. He didn't plan to have a relationship with Ye Feng again under sunny conditions, so he suppressed the evil fire and put Ye Feng in his office chair.

 

    Ye Feng quickly sat down and clamped his legs tightly to prevent his embarrassing parts from being exposed in front of Wu Zhiyong.

 

    After lighting a cigarette, Ye Feng hurriedly took a sip, letting the hazy blue smoke drift through the office. After a while, he could return to his usual look and face Wu Zhiyong.

 

    "When you associate with me, you will not get married, and you will have no children, and you will be scolded and perverted."

 

    These remarks are obviously deliberately making things difficult for Wu Zhiyong. Wu Zhiyong is an ordinary person who will get married someday and will have children with his wife. Ye Feng felt a pain in his heart when he thought of this. He wanted to smoke to stabilize Qingxu, but he couldn't lift his hand anyhow, and even looked away from Wu Zhiyong's face.

 

    Wu Zhiyong thought that Ye Feng would make a difficult request to make him retreat, and he asked for confirmation, "You just want to say this?"

 

    "Yes, if you can do these two things, I will associate with you." Fingertips trembled. The cigarette was trembling, Ye Feng's mouth was bitter, no one would agree to such a request, even if it was agreed temporarily, he would regret it in the future.

 

    "No problem." Wu Zhiyong's reaction was beyond Ye Feng's expectations, without any hesitation.

 

    Ye Feng couldn't help but look at him, trying to see the hesitation from his eyes and his watch. Wu Zhiyong's eyes were open and his smile was handsome.

 

    "The manager has to promise me one thing too."

 

    "What's the matter?"

 

    "Since the manager promised to associate with me, I will call the manager's name from now on."

 

    "Yes." As soon as Ye Feng's voice fell, Wu Zhiyong came together. In front of him, he called out in a similarly whispered tone: "Ye Feng..." 

 

The slightly vague voice clearly hit his heart, causing his heart to beat fiercely. It was the excitement of a different physical pleasure. He couldn't help but give birth to a little bit of sweetness and anticipation.

 

    Ye Feng lowered his eyes, staring at the green smoke from the cigarette, and gave a vague hmm.

 

    Wu Zhiyong lowered his head, a kiss fell on his cheek, and then his lips kept kissing his face, "Turn his face around."

 

    Ye Feng clamped the cigarette, the cigarette holder was pinched by his fingers, and he turned little by little. When he crossed his face, Wu Zhiyong's hot lips immediately captured his lips. At first, he kissed softly and gently sucked while holding his lower lip. Ye Fengqing couldn't help but hum and closed his eyes.

 

    He heard this moan in Wu Zhiyong’s ears like a cure-all medicine, igniting his deliberately suppressed lust, making him gradually dissatisfied with the simple kiss, especially Ye Feng opened his mouth slightly at this moment like an invitation, and he reached in unceremoniously In his mouth, the clever tongue is like patrolling about his own territory, licking his warm mouth inch by inch, and then tentatively touching the soft living creature, tangling up when he sees no resistance.

 

    "Hmm..." Ye Feng, whose mouth could not be closed, only felt that his entire mouth had been violated. Wu Zhiyong's tongue directly stimulated the roots of his tongue. Body fluid flooded like a spring tide, gurgling out, and then dripping down the corners of his mouth.

 

    One hand of Wu Zhiyong fixed the back of his head, and the other hand touched his back, lingering on his waist. The desire to touch him with his hand flooded into Wu Zhiyong's mind, and that hand slipped into the suit. Pull open the shirt tied into the suit pants.

 

    Ye Feng, who noticed Wu Zhiyong’s intentions, opened his eyes halfway, and the corners of his wet eyes were stained red. He was unusually charming, "Smoke...hot..."

 

    Wu Zhiyong turned his head and saw that the cigarette had already burned to the mouthpiece of Ye Feng’s. With his fingers, Wu Zhiyong hurriedly took down the cigarette butt and put it out in the ashtray.

 

    "Idiot! Why didn't you throw it away?" Holding Ye Feng's hand, Wu Zhiyong kissed his finger distressedly, holding the burning place and sucking.

 

    Ye Feng looked up at him with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. He was already handsome, and his smile was full of magic, attracting Wu Zhiyong's eyes.

 

    Wu Zhiyong couldn't stand it anymore, "Don't tempt me anymore."

 

    He kissed Ye Feng fiercely, and the docile Ye Feng accepted his fierce kiss. His lips hurt a bit and breathing was a little difficult, but he was a little bit painful. It's not painful, but very comfortable.

 

    Ye Feng was kissed so that he leaned back, his back pressed against the back of the chair, Wu Zhiyong let him go until he thought he would die of suffocation, he breathed in breathlessly, his face flushed, and a lot of body fluid He had already wet his neck and collar, and body fluid was still dripping from the corners of his ruddy mouth.

 

    Wu Zhiyong unbuttoned the suit buttons one by one, revealing the thin white shirt inside.

 

　　    The lower chest was undulating because of the rapid breathing. Wu Zhiyong couldn't help but press one of the nipples across the shirt and rubbed gently in a circle. The sensitive little nipples stood up in a short while, even the shirt could not cover the raised shape .

 

    "Hmm...ah..." Ye Feng twisted his body unconsciously, trying to avoid the messy big hands on his chest.

 

    Wu Zhiyong immediately pinched the nipple, and quickly kneaded the nipple with his thumb and index finger. The fabric added to the stimulus of the nipple, making Ye Feng shudder, and his half-opened lips let out a low groan. Only by grasping the handle of the chair with both hands can the pleasure be suppressed.

 

    "Don't... Yeah!" Ye Feng turned into an exuberant moan as soon as he said, and Wu Zhiyong pinched the nipple on the other side.

 

    "It's getting bigger." Feeling that the nipples became so big under his own play, Wu Zhiyong's breathing gradually became thicker, his eyes full of lustful eyes fixedly staring at those two points.

 

    The thumb slightly kneaded the hard nipple, the nipple collapsed into the areola, and the thumb stood up again as soon as it was loosened, tempting Wu Zhiyong. Wu Zhiyong's breathing became stronger and stronger, and finally lowered his head, and his lips covered the right nipple.  The hot tip of the tongue swirled around the areola, licking the small piece of fabric thoroughly, and the raised nipple with the soaked fabric appeared in the man's eyes. The tender red color was particularly conspicuous, tempting the man to pick it.

 

    "Ah... don't

 

    suck-- " Not only did Wu Zhiyong refuse to listen to Ye Feng's words, but instead the tip of his tongue whirled at the tip of the nipple, and then the whole thing was held in his mouth, licking wantonly, until the small nipple was sucked red, swollen and large. A circle, like a beautiful red bead.

 

    "Don't... don't..."

 

    Ye Feng repeatedly refused to have his nipples be toyed with in this way, but the body that was provoked to be lustful but defy his will, hugged the man's head with both hands, raised his chest and sent his nipples into the man. In his mouth, he invited him to play with his nipples better.

 

    "Hmm ... feels so good!" Hearing Ye Feng moaning comfortably, Wu Zhiyong kissed the red nipple, and did not forget to stimulate the left nipple with his right hand. The nipple was so hard that Ye Feng wanted to be licked by him. Lick and suck.

 

    The desire to be licked tortures Ye Feng. Wu Zhiyong seems to have discovered his needs and started to play on the other side. Ye Feng doesn’t want to show that he can’t wait, but when Wu Zhiyong grabs the other side of the nipple, the strong stimulation makes. He moaned softly, and refreshing tears flowed from the corners of his tearful eyes.

 

    Naturally, the young man couldn't stand the moan that reminded him of Qing Qing, and played with his nipple so that it was full of blood, which was bigger and redder than the right nipple.

 

    "Ah... don't play..."

 

    Ye Feng had the illusion that he was about to be sucked out of milk, his full nipples were licked and sucked in turn.

 

    At this time, Wu Zhiyong unbuttoned his shirt, and the two nipples on his open white chest were full of red, and the watery body fluid really looked like milk, and the nipples and areola were covered with clearness.

 

    "Ye Feng, your nipples are so beautiful." Wu Zhiyong exclaimed. The tip of his tongue lightly licked the body fluid from the tip of the nipple. Ye Feng whimpered, and his hands unconsciously touched his lower body, grabbing the bulging place between the crotch.

 

    The genitals have long been swollen and painful, if you don't touch them again, the pain will drive him crazy.

 

    Ye Feng felt for a while, and found that the barrier of the suit pants could not scratch the itchy place at all, so he pulled the belt and pulled down the zipper, the white underwear was obviously water stained, reflecting the shape of the sex organ.

 

    Ye Feng panted and took out the genitals, and the swollen genitals came out of transparent glutinous fluid, which stained the entire top.

 

    "Aha..." Ye Feng squinted, rubbing the top skillfully, "Hmm..."

 

    Ye Feng didn't know how violently he looked at this time, his suit hung on his arms and his shirt slipped down his thin shoulders. Two red nipples stood attractively on the chest, the flat lower abdomen was tightened because of the numb pleasure, the suit pants were loosely hung on the crotch, and the white underwear was pulled under the scrotum.

 

    And he was holding the flushing sex organs in his hands, moving wet up and down, not only made his hand wet, but also the black grass and two meat balls.

 

    "Ye Feng, I will help you."

 

    A hoarse voice rang out in Ye Feng's ears. Ye Feng opened his wet eyes and said in a low voice, "Touch me..."

 

    Wu Zhiyong kissed the corner of his wet eyes with pity, and Ye Feng couldn't help but close his eyes. Grasping his hand and covering his legs, the warm palms wrapped Ye Feng's sexual organs.

 

    Wu Zhiyong, who was touching a same-sex sex organ for the first time, rubbed Ye Feng's sex organs unskilled.

 

    The person he likes is touching him to relieve his desire, Ye Feng can't help himself with excitement, a commotion that longs to be loved by the one he loves spreads from the depths of his body. He wasn't sure if Wu Zhiyong would touch his dirty place, and he didn't dare to let Wu Zhiyong accept too much at once, but that place wanted...very much love...

 

    They had done it once, and Wu Zhiyong also said Like him, maybe willing to touch his place.

 

    With a hint of fear, Ye Feng grabbed Wu Zhiyong's hand and led his hand to the back, and said courageously: "Here...touch here..."

 

    "Is this here?" It was full of wrinkles, and slightly shrank inward because of the arrival of his fingers, which made Wu Zhiyong swallow his mouth.

 

    That night, Ye Feng used this place to accept him, and Wu Zhiyong could hardly imagine that this petite place could accept his huge cock like a dragon.

 

    "Yeah." Ye Feng quietly opened his eyes and saw that Wu Zhiyong didn't show any disgust, and his nervous heart relaxed. "Help me expand."

 

    Based on the memory of that night, Wu Zhiyong put his hand on Ye Feng's lips. Ye Feng spit out a flesh-red tongue, licking wet fingers from the tip of the finger, his slightly enjoyable watch makes people impulsive.

 

    The fingers intruded into the mouth, thrusting back and forth. The body fluid flowed down Wu Zhiyong's hands. After all the fingers were wet, Wu Zhiyong took out his fingers, and pulled Ye Feng out of his suit pants by the way. Press the two legs on the chair handles on both sides.

 

    Ye Feng didn't need to look to know how ashamed his posture was. His naked lower body opened his door wide to face Wu Zhiyong's eyes. When Wu Zhiyong's fingers pressed against his small hole, he dared not look at the man in front of him.

 

    This man is the one he is about to hand over his soul. He doesn't know if he will regret it in the future, but he does not regret it now. "Come in." Ye Feng whispered an order to resist the shame.

 

    Wu Zhiyong glanced at his closed face, and pierced his finger little by little into the small hole. It was really small. Every inch he entered, he worried that his cock would tear the narrow cave if he entered.

 

    It was warm and soft inside, and the delicate intestines squirmed around his fingers. You can imagine that it would be absolutely pleasurable to enter. Wu Zhiyong flashed the scene of sprinting inside that night, and the meat stick screamed and rushed in. This narrow acupuncture point is fiercely fucking with this person, but he can't be so impulsive and resist massaging the intestinal wall.

 

    "Hmm..." The feeling of expanding his most secret private parts still made Ye Feng ashamed. Now they are all sober, he can't find an excuse for not being ashamed, so he can only bite his lower lip.

 

    "Is it uncomfortable?" Wu Zhiyong asked worriedly when he noticed Ye Feng's abnormal state, his movements became more gentle.

 

    Ye Feng shook his head, Wu Zhiyong's heart felt a little soft, kissed his lips, pried the upper teeth that bit his lower lip, and hooked the soft tongue.

 

    Ye Feng's attention was attracted by the kiss. Wu Zhiyong took the opportunity to add a finger, and the two fingers pressed against the intestinal wall to make the intestine softer and softer and let the fingers go deeper.

 

    Suddenly, the intestines tightened, and Ye Feng yelled.

 

    "Is it here?" Wu Zhiyong repeatedly rubbed the place he touched just now, Ye Feng grabbed his sleeve convulsively to prevent him from touching it.

 

　　   thrusts.

    "Don't...Ah..." However, he couldn't stop Wu Zhiyong who was stronger than him. He pressed his finger there, and the intense pleasure made his butt tighten and bit his fingers.

 

    Knowing that this was his sensitive point, Wu Zhiyong rubbed lightly for a while, pressed it for a while, and poke at the sensitive point for a while, feeling the changes in Ye Feng's stimulation every time.

 

    "No...no...hmm..." Ye Feng raised his head, his mouth slightly open, his butt lifted up unknowingly, and he sucked his fingers into the tight depths as if inviting a man to love him.

 

    "Feels good?" Wu Zhiyong asked softly, slowly pulling out his finger, and then jerking into his small hole.

 

    "Ah...it feels good!"

 

    Ye Feng groaned and stimulated the man's nerves. The fingers in his body immediately increased to three. The small holes that had become a little loose easily accommodated three fingers, allowing the fingers to thrust violently in the small holes. Accurately attack vulnerable sensitive points every time.

 

    Wu Zhiyong looked at the little cunt manipulated by his fingers. The pink little cunt turned into a savage dark color after repeated thrusts. The most savage thing was that the fingers showed red flesh, perhaps because of the original fingers. The moisturizing of the saliva, the flesh is also stained with a little water color.

 

    What kind of scene would it be like if his cunt leaked out his semen, and the masturbation was also stained with his semen?

 

    Just imagine that Wu Zhiyong's eyes were suddenly bloodshot, he immediately untied his belt, pulled down the zipper, and took out the purple-red meat stick, "Ye Feng, I can't help it!"

 

    The moment he pulled out his finger, the thick meat stick penetrated his small hole and poke it to the end. .

 

    "Ah----" The intense pleasure of the huge glans penetrating the intestines went straight to Ye Feng's spine, mixed with a tingling of forced entry to irritate the limbs, leaving only a blank mind, and the whole body's senses were full of pleasure.

 

    It feels so good... so comfortable...

 

    Feeling extremely comfortable, Ye Feng continued to convulse, a stream of semen spurted, shooting dirty Wu Zhiyong's suit, and splashing his abdomen and chest, a little bit of white turbidity against the skin, making this thin and white body show the charm of a man. .

 

    "Ye Feng... Ye Feng... you are great!"

 

    Wu Zhiyong pulled out the meat stick, and the thick and long meat stick was once again viciously thrust into the small hole, the tight small hole stretched from the hole to the deep, with a trace of the intestines. The crevice does not leave the meat stick.

 

    Ye Feng, who was still immersed in the aftermath of the climax, wailed weakly. He could feel the terrible glans squeeze into the narrow place to open up its territory. So deep, so deep!

 

    It's such a deep feeling, completely possessing him, not because he is a homosexual, disgusting him, disgusting and disgusting his dirty love for him.

 

    "Wu Zhiyong...inside...plug it a little deeper..." The deep sadness Qingxu broke through the fragile nerves, Ye Feng said with a cry, opened his thighs, and raised his waist so that his hips were close to Wu Zhiyong's hips. Time, so that the meat stick can go deeper.

 

    Fingers distressingly wiped away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of his eyes, Wu Zhiyong corrected his address:"Called Ah Yong." 

 

"Ayong...Ayong..." Ye Feng took the initiative to hang his legs on his arm, "Ayong Go deeper!"

 

    Ye Feng shook his head and pinched Wu Zhiyong's small arm. "It's deeper..."

 

    Wu Zhiyong tenderly kissed his flushed cheek, and his tall body made his slender boss Trapped in a small office chair, the legs hanging on his arms can't move, and all the power of his hips is used to hit the round buttocks.

 

    The snow-white buttocks completely protruded out of the chair, and the sex organs with the white fluid still hung out of the transparent liquid, two fleshy balls swayed with the body, and a fierce fleshy stick with naked veins vigorously manipulated the fully opened small hole underneath. Every time he hit sensitive spots, Ye Feng groaned like weeping and twisted his waist uncomfortably.

 

    The boss in front of him is no longer calm, polite, and alienated. His handsome face is covered with clear red tide, his dark eyes are half-closed obsessively, his moist lips emit a moving moan, and his white chest is beautiful. His two small nipples are so cute in his eyes.

 

    Wu Zhiyong held a nipple, and Ye Feng put his arms around his neck, offering a red and swollen nipple.

 

    Wu Zhiyong licked up along the nipples, licked Ye Feng’s shoulders, chewing teeth marks one by one, leaving a hickey mark. He liked Ye Feng’s white skin to leave his marks, and his lips kept rubbing his shoulders for a long time. His lips rubbed against the sensitive skin of his neck and came to Ye Feng's ears, holding the small earlobes, provoking Ye Feng to have more desires.

 

    The gentler he is, the more fierce his crotch is. The cock like an iron piston directly fucks Ye Feng into his desires, and the hard cock stirs up the fiery meat. Ye Feng can't stand his back and hugs his back. White arms hold on to the suit.

 

    "No way...I can't..." Ye Feng unconsciously begged for mercy, but didn't know that his weakness at this time induced a man's evil roots, and he quickly pumped, using a cock to constantly contradict sensitive points.

 

    "Ah-don't -" Ye Feng screamed, his unsatisfied little hole squirmed to enjoy the delicious food, squeezing the small hole of the glans, eager for liquid from the glans to moisturize this greedy "little mouth".

 

    "Ye Feng, you're sucking me!" Wu Zhiyong was almost sucked to ejaculate. He immediately stopped for a while, delaying his ejaculation.

 

    Ye Feng felt that the meat stick became bigger and harder, and his body was instinctively excited, "Move... Move..."

 

    Wu Zhiyong pulled out the meat stick a little bit, stabbed him, "You started to suck me again, the inside is looser."

 

    "Hmm..." Ye Feng tried to relax his intestines as much as possible, but Wu Zhiyong took the opportunity to twitch vigorously, causing his buttocks to shrink for a while, tighter than before.

 

    Wu Zhiyong moved his waist quickly, and the sound of slapped meat echoed in every corner of the office. There was even a sticky sound of water where the two combined.

 

    Suddenly, Wu Zhiyong pulled out the meat stick and watched some sloppy liquid flow out of the small hole. The huge purple red flesh crown seemed to pierce Ye Feng, aggressively rushing straight into the small hole, the intense pleasure hit Ye Feng, and his toes curled up comfortably. , Involuntarily touch the joint part.

 

    "Ah yong... you feel so good inside..."

 

    The comfort of being loved by this person almost melted Ye Feng, making him greedy for his rhythm, and hoped that he stayed instead of leaving him. Although he is gay, he also hopes that someone will love him. Will this man who is struggling in his body stay for him?

 

    Ye Feng didn't know the answer, the only thing he could confirm was that Wu Zhiyong loved him now.

 

    The swollen sex organs drenched Ye Feng’s crotches, making Wu Zhiyong smoother and smoother. The cock that went deep into the aisle was reluctant to pull out, enjoying the tightness and softness of the small cunt, as well as being charmed. Meat-wrapped happiness.

 

    Enduring to the limit, Wu Zhiyong accumulated his last strength, intensively invading small holes, wave after wave of pleasure swept Ye Feng’s reason, his sensitive body trembled only for Wu Zhiyong, and a drop of sweat slipped on his handsome face. Gao raised his face, revealing his graceful neck, and his fragile Adam's apple slid with his slutty groan, and a teardrop from the corner of his eye slipped into the temple.

 

    Want to shoot into his body, want to see him being fucked by himself, so that he belongs to him completely from the inside out.

 

    Wu Zhiyong thought madly, kissed Ye Feng’s face and neck indiscriminately, and said excitedly: "Ye Feng...Ye Feng, I want to be in you, you are fucked so good by me, if my semen comes out, It must be very beautiful.”

 

    The person he likes ejaculated in his body, it is obviously so shameful, but his body is so shamelessly excited, even his small holes are beginning to shrink, as if he can't wait to taste Wu Zhiyong's semen.

 

    Ye Feng became more sober, and embarrassed his face with his right hand, "Don't say it."

 

    Ye Feng's shameful gesture stimulated Wu Zhiyong's nerves and became tough.

 

　　    Pulling Ye Feng's hand away, he slammed fiercely, and said obscenely: "I just want to cum in you, I just want to see the "little mouth" below you eating my semen and fucked so fiercely! "

 

    " Stop it! Stop it! "sensitive point of the glans again and again contradict intestine has been stout stick body thrusting back and forth friction, the only shame maple leaf is broken up pleasure, feeling the body becomes a pleasure , Turned into a slave of desire, shedding lustful tears, swallowing a quick ejaculation stick.

 

    "Ahhhhhh...I'm coming soon-- "

 

    "I'm coming soon too!" The cock that was about to explode penetrated into the depths of the intestines, and then never came out again, messing with the inner wall without leaving the sun, desperately rubbing the sensitive spots , Ye Feng cried and screamed, his sexual organs shook, and she spewed a stream of milky semen.

 

    Wu Zhiyong was pressed by the tight inner wall to ejaculate, and the large strands of semen were like lava from a volcanic eruption. The hot spray on the sensitive inner wall caused Ye Feng's climax to be greatly stimulated and tears flowed.

 

    The suit and shirt were completely faded to the wrist, only one leg was still wearing suit pants, the white underwear that was pulled below the thigh was covered with dirty body fluids, the boss slumped limply in the office chair, his weak thighs trembling wide open, tired A trace of semen oozes from his genitals, and the slightly twitching red and swollen small holes finally flowed out of the subordinate's semen, slowly dripping to the floor.

 

    Seeing Ye Feng who was too lazy to move, Wu Zhiyong's chest was full of deep affection. Qing couldn't help holding Ye Feng up, letting him lie in his arms, kissing his sweaty face and saying, "Ye Feng, I will love you so much."

 

    "Hmm..." Ye Feng nodded slightly. He liked Wu Zhiyong's chest, which was warm and wide. He couldn't help but rubbing Wu Zhiyong's chest with a sweet and content smile.

 

 

[such a hot love-making gahhhhh this couple is making me jealous grrrr Anyway, here are three  chapters for you guys, please do comment and share with me your thoughts hehe]