The young man has already licked your knees. He carefully restrained his strength, not daring to leave any marks. He doesn't care how violent you are to him, nor does he care about his own safety, but he can't stand the unhappiness on your face. Just a little bit is like a slow torture to him. You are being pampered and caressed by him as if you were a treasure, sitting high up on the sofa, and the chirping sucking sound echoes in the silent apartment. The large dog buried its face in your crotch and sniffed deeply. Its mountain-like strong back suddenly shrank, and its rock-hard penis bounced twice, but it was imprisoned and couldn't ejaculate anything. It only reached a dry orgasm in a mess. "Huhu, Master——" He can actually get an erection and ejaculate just by smelling your scent. You frowned, hatred and excitement entangled and climbing, and the organs in your ribs thumped. The dog kneeling at your feet opened his mouth to suck, saliva soaking the soft fabric, sucking and sucking, like a vampire who has been hungry for tens of thousands of years eating virgin blood, or like an addict taking strong drugs. The fire of desire burned so fiercely. Pleasure, joy, hatred, malice - all were about to burn to ashes. "I want to fuck you, Master." Perpetrator's voice contained a low and hoarse cry, and he begged pitifully, "I want to fuck you so much, let me in, if you don't go in, I will break down." What if it breaks down, you will just laugh heartily. The painter held a cruel thought and glanced at the young man's abdomen. The erect penis was engorged with blood and turned purple and red because it could not be released. The blue veins were hideous, and the tip was sticky and messy. I don't know how many unbearable orgasms it has experienced. It looks like he is about to die in pain, but you are happy to see the young man in this miserable state. "Want to fuck me?"
The large dog rubs your legs with its lips and tongue, and you are almost unconscious. You nod with sobs and tears rolling down. You laugh softly, full of gloomy malice. You kick the young man hard on the leg, and he falls to the ground defenselessly. He lies on the carpet, panting. His bloodshot eyes see you take out a thick sex toy, and his eyes are bloodshot. "Kneel there, don't touch yourself, look at me carefully." You command in a cold voice, then take off your pants, exposing your straight white legs, which makes the young man's Adam's apple roll. The cruelty in his eyes is so strong that it is about to burst, and the bulging veins on his forehead and arms are terrifying, but he still kneels there like the most obedient dog, motionless, staring at his master lazily opening his legs on the sofa. The attractive beauty of pink and white tenderness is in full view. The crystal lubricant was applied slightly awkwardly, and you deliberately used your crippled left hand to do it. You curled your lips, spread your legs wider, squeezed your fingers into the tight entrance, and the wet and hot soft flesh sucked hard, and began to thrust in and out with a gurgling sound. "It feels so good, my fingers touched the inside." Your voice was a little trembling, and your whole body was hot. The ferocious expression of Perpetrator made you extremely excited. "Hmm, um... ha——" Without suppressing your panting, you pulled out the silver thread with your fingers, and the pink inside that you peeked at instantly made the young man's blood boil. You looked at him, the massager was against the center of your legs, and you pushed it in little by little. The young man who was biting the sperm-locking ring at the root was jealous and about to collapse, tears streaming down his face, and his eyes were red like a devil from hell. He was about to go crazy with pain, so you laughed out loud with great pleasure.
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