Chapter 42： Friends (3237 words)

The last ray of the dragon and phoenix candle whispered at the same time as Fu Tiantian’s voice sounded. The room was plunged into the darkness, and the distant light could not be seen.

"You didn't sleep!"

An Ziran heard his voice whispering in the silent night with a hint of dullness. His tone was affirmative, but he had shocks that he did not notice. The feeling of being caught by this masturbation was quite bad. He seemed to be able to Imagine the ridiculous smile on Fu Wutian's face.

In the darkness, Fu Tiantian chuckled: "How can I let Wang Hao solve it myself on the wedding night? This king is also too incompetent."

"You let go." An Ziran said coldly.

"Not loose." Fu Wutian slowly spit out two words, and then he pulled his hand away, grasping his things with the hands of a rough scorpion, the body of the boy is not yet fully developed, and the place is as tender as his people. Almost, he was mastered by him.

An Ziran took a breath, and the rough scorpion rubbed the fine skin and tender meat with a little bit of tingling, but more of it was pleasure. He endured it for so long, and the result was broken by the other party. Gong, can't help but spit out a snoring.

It was unusually horrible at night.

When he noticed what he had done, Anzi immediately struggled to sit up. He had just been lifted up halfway and was pressed back by Fu Wutian. Half of his body was pressed against him, making him almost unable to move. He knew how to struggle and fight him. The power, An Ziran had to adjust his breathing and calm down again.

"What do you want?"

Fu Wutian said: "Nature is to help Wang Hao solve his physical needs."

An Ziran stared straight at Fu Wutian, who was hiding in the darkness. Because there was no light in the ancient times, the candlelight was dark, and he immediately reached out and could not see the five fingers, so even if he could see things clearly in the dark, but here is a The scorpion is almost the same, only to distinguish his position.

It’s not just to let a man help him. Although he is a bit awkward, in this case, he can’t see Fu Tiantian, Fu Wutian should not see him. The big fantasies are that a woman is serving him. He suddenly wants to open. The body also relaxed, and Fu Wutian, who was pressed against him, immediately noticed it.

"Wang Hao?" Fu Wutian accidentally picked his eyebrows and gave up so soon?

An Ziran said in a self-defeating manner: "Isn't Wang Ye want to help me? Then please hurry, I have to sleep."

Fu Wutian showed a hint of surprise in the darkness. When he thought about it, he guessed what he was thinking. The surprise in his eyes suddenly turned into a smile that could not be stopped. He did not look at the wrong person. His Wang Hao always surprised him.

"Don't you get it?" An Ziran found that he had no movements. The key was to hold his **** in his hand. He couldn't help but climb a trace of anger. He found that Fu Wutian always challenged his endurance, but he was an identity. The lord who can't beat the prince, if he used to, he had already punched him.

"Of course, but..." Fu Wutian said, he pulled up his hand and suddenly pressed his arm when he had not responded. "Please also ask Wang Hao to help the king."

An Ziran's subconsciously put away the five fingers, and the result is that the group of things is pinched. When the eyelids jump, the things touched by the palms are extremely soft and hot. It is also a man. You don't have to look at it to know what it is.

The situation is as good as him, but he can't see the slightest difference. He couldn't help but be shocked by his endurance. This god, Fu Wutian has already pulled his hand into his pants, and the hot temperature makes his hand. It was shrunk, but it was forced to accept it.

"you……"

An Ziran almost jumped up, and soon he was shocked by the cold hips, looking down and found that his pants did not know when it was faded to the thigh, the man's hand was unscrupulously covered between his legs.

Fu Wutian did not press him on the bed this time. Instead, he pulled him up and the other hand hung on his back so that he could not escape. The two were almost face to face.

The development trend of this kind of friend...

An Ziran suddenly had the idea of ​​trying to pinch the things in his hand. When he found that he couldn’t escape anyway, he had to accept his life, at least temporarily.

He noticed that his hand began to move, and Fu Wutian’s mouth was hooked, and he began to serve his king.

Although there may not be a real gun and a real bullet, but the man's rough palm is constantly rubbing, a trace of tingling accompanied by a strong pleasure makes him breathe and can not help but put his head on Fu Wutian's shoulder.

Fu Wutian liked this position very much. There was a feeling of holding the boy in his arms. So the fit and peace of mind, even he himself felt very surprised.

A sound of water rang in the ears of both people.

An Ziran felt that Fu Wutian’s fingers had blown over the upper end, and the thrill of stimuli increased two or three times. The body suddenly trembled, and the face was buried in his shoulder pocket, so that the movement did not stop, but the movement of the hand stopped. .

Fu Wutian slightly raised his eyebrows. When he turned his head, his lips just wiped his ears. Inadvertent intimate contact made Anziran subconsciously want to retreat. As a result, he forgot that there was still a hand behind him. The force was too big, and Anziran directly When I fell back, the whole person was in Fu Wutian’s arms and his posture was very embarrassing.

Thinking of myself licking his **** in a man's arms, An Ziran is not good for the whole person.

When An Ziran reacted, he immediately struggled fiercely and refused to help him release. His hands pushed hard against his chest. "Let me go..."

"Don't move." Fu Wutian suddenly clasped his waist tightly.

An Ziran's body was stiff, and he immediately noticed that there was a hot thing underneath his abdomen, and it was still close contact with zero distance. Because of the posture problem, his abdomen was barely covered with a layer of cloth, so He could feel a little sticky stick on his abdomen, slippery...

With a bang, An Ziran’s face was red.

Fu Wutian did not seem to be aware of the general. He felt that this position was better than the previous one. In order not to let him break free, the hand holding his **** began to increase his strength, which was a rude twist, and the sound of the water gradually expanded and the pleasure was more than Stinging, the tender body is almost unbearable, and Anzi couldn't help but pick it up, and his mouth could barely make a sound.

Fu Wutian looked at him with a red face, a dark color in his eyes, and a pain in his lower body, but he ignored it.

At this moment, An Ziran suddenly hooked his neck, his cheeks against his side face, passing each other's temperature, the hot breath blowing on his neck, and he vomited four words: "Fur faster ......"

The four words seemed to detonate a bomb.

The giant object against his abdomen was as hard as an iron rod, poked the delicate skin of his abdomen, and the whole skin was red. An Ziran found that Fu Wutian’s breath became heavier, and the frequency of chest ups and downs accelerated. He only cares about himself and forgets Fu Wutian. He can bear it and lose his understanding of him again.

A hand with a slightly cold sweat grips his giant.

Fu Wutian’s eyes flashed a bit of surprise. He didn’t actually expect him to take the initiative. This time he had to say that it was a surprise, a wonderful beginning.

An Ziran’s beginning does not let him see his face. It’s not embarrassing. As Fu Wutian said, this is mutual help, and everyone is a man. The parts are the same. He just doesn’t want to see Fu’s expression. But soon he found that one hand could not be mastered.

Fu Wutian is a strong adult. That is bigger than he imagined. Especially when he is angry, he becomes more sturdy, that is, both hands may not be fully grasped.

Just as he felt embarrassed, his body suddenly vacated, and when he reacted, the whole person had already squatted on Fu Wutian. The two men leaned down on the lower body and almost touched each other. Then he found that he had more of his own. The two are close together, the other party is hotter than him, and inexplicably gives him a taboo-like pleasure.

An Ziran did not insist on it. The thrill of destroying the top almost drowned his reason. He could only hold the neck of Fu Tiantian with force, let him play with it and enjoy the pleasure that Fu Wutian brought to him.

Fu Wutian did not let him down, and the fingers scraped the top from time to time, stimulating waves and waves. The sticky liquid flowing out almost drenched the quilt under the two people, and the sound of the water was getting louder and louder. At this time, Fu Wutian Suddenly he smashed his head and kissed him in his surprise.

An Ziran slammed his eyes sharply, and Fu’s face was close at hand.

The saliva that was too late to swallow was eaten by him, and the dodging tongue was sucked up and sucked heavily. The tongue suddenly felt numb, and the mouth was completely lost.

An electric current spread rapidly from below to the whole body. Anzian was almost refreshed and turned white. A white turbidity was sprayed out at the same time as his cockroach, and the tongue in his mouth was quickly withdrawn, and the snoring was too slow. Resounding through the cave, no one else should hear it outside.

An Ziran had no time to think about how treacherous Fu Tiantian was. The latter suddenly hugged his body tightly, and at the same time, Fu Tiantian’s low-pitched sound, unexpectedly sexy, and then his abdomen and thighs were wet.

The two men fell back together on the bed.

The room is filled with an obscene taste. If someone comes in, they will not believe that they just ‘help each other’, but they are more tiring than a real gun.

An Ziran discovered afterwards that he was losing money!