Chapter 2:

Most definitely.
With him.
In just a few seconds of hesitation, the man outside the door had run out of patience, and began to kick the door. The cowhide substrate should not be kicked on the iron plate desperately, anxious to kick a big hole. The neighbor was disturbed by the loud noise, and leaned out in dissatisfaction, yelling loudly through an anti-theft door: "What, demolition at night ?!"
The neighbor is also violent. He An was afraid that the two would not agree with each other, so he had to let the irritable visitor enter the door, and at the same time embarrassed his neighbor: "Sorry, my friend is drunk, my mind is not clear, and my temper is irritable I didn't bother you ... ah! "
Before he could finish speaking, he was gripped by the collar with a brutal force.
The man slammed the door and dragged him all the way to the room. There was a piece of water seeping from the bathroom floating on the floor tiles, which was particularly slippery. He An didn't step on his foot, and his center of gravity was out of balance. The man didn't even look back and looked at him. He grabbed his arm and slammed it, and fell on the single bed in the air.
He An was caught off guard, so he fell on his back without support, hitting his back against the bedboard heavily, wrinkling the sheets more than half.
The corners of the sheet that had been pressed under the mattress were all pulled out, and a twisted wrinkle spread under him, as if a piece of glass had been punched with a punch and the cracks were cracked.
The man stood at the end of the bed and looked at He An. His eyes were dull, his breathing was heavy, his entire face was expressionless, and he was clearly unconscious. But weirdly, he didn't have a bit of alcohol, only a slight smell of tobacco.
After a few seconds, probably enough, he quickly unfastened the belt, pulled down the zipper, put the thumbs of both hands into the inside of the waist, and cut off the trousers and panties.
At the sight of the black-purple fierce thing, He An's face turned pale, his elbows braced his upper body and pulled back desperately, twisted his heavy body to pull the bedside table drawer, and wanted to take out the condom and lubricant inside. Before he got it, the man grabbed his ankle roughly and dragged him back.
After such a drag, the sheets were greatly skewed, and most of them fell to the ground.
He An panicked and shouted, "Fei, please be awake, see what I look like now!"
Struggling to get out of bed, he pressed his shoulders and pressed back. The man knelt between his knees, frowning, and looked at him with chaotic eyes. He didn't see anything for a long time, and sneered disgustedly: "Old, ugly."
After talking up, he lifted his butt, opened his two thighs, and wanted to poke in while holding his sexual hair.
No lubrication was done, even Omega's physique could not secrete body fluid within a few seconds, so the meat head was stuck in the mouth and couldn't get in. Like violently a rusty screw, both sides were in pain. He An really hurts his psychological shadow. His lumbar spine has been tight. For a long time, his stomach began to feel uncomfortable, and there was a dull dull pain.
Men are violent at this time. Relatively, their thinking is very simple. He An, like countless times before, comforted him with a gentle tone like a child, saying that you quit first and wait for me to lubricate, you can come in comfortably and enjoy.
"Hurry up."
The man believed him for a while, withdrew the flesh blade, his arm was still firmly supported at the end of the bed, a pair of eyes stared at He An, his eyes were as sharp as a gun sight, ready to fire back.
The man's patience in bed has always been as short as a second. He An didn't dare to delay, hurriedly poured a large amount of lubricating oil in the palm of his hand, and put his fingers together to try to insert into his back hole. He was holding his stomach up, inconvenient to bend down, and couldn't insert it deeply. He only put in a section of knuckles for a long time, and stirred it for two times. The intestinal points were almost all dry.
The patience shorter than the cigarette burned out quickly, the man burned himself, grabbed He An's hand to cover the erect penis, and asked him to appease and compensate.
He An had no choice but to settle for the second best, rubbing the lubricating liquid on the thick and long object, especially the scary head. This thing caused him a lot of crimes in the past, and when he saw it, he trembled, anxious to pour the whole bottle up.
After applying the lubricant, He An wanted to remove another condom and put it on the man. The man has worn it a few times before. The extreme antipathy device is covered by a silicone film. I feel irritated when I see the packaging. I pat my hands on the floor and press them on the floor. I open He's thigh and hold my oil. As soon as the flesh was lifted, he went straight in.
"Ah! No, Hida, you can't do this ... hurt ... uh!"
The violent pain came from the lower body, and the muscles of the whole body were pulled to the extreme in an instant, trying to resist the invasion of the thigh. He An's face turned pale, his forehead was cold, cold sweat was exuding from his nose, and a large number of sweat beads rolled down his neck.
The man culled to this point in the state of a beast, never venting, without love. Just now, it can be blocked outside without lubrication. Now it has been lubricated. The horrible meat blade is assisted by silicone oil, and the intestinal point is pried open and inserted to the end, which almost breaks the meat membrane of the deepest reproductive cavity.
He An's pain almost fainted, and he couldn't breathe for a full ten seconds. His eyes were full of flashes of blue and black shadows—what exactly did he do, and what unforgivable mistakes he made? End.
The severe pain forced a lot of cold sweat, and the man smelled the sweat, as if the giant shark smelled bloody, his eyes suddenly changed, and a layer of hunger and madness appeared on the bottom of his eyes. He leaned down and kissed every inch of He'an's bare skin, or licked his tongue, or closed his eyes and smelled, with an extreme enjoyment, like an addict who was finally satisfied.
The T-shirt and apron covered He An's body. The man thought they were too intrusive. He tore it with a bang, and began to kiss greedily a delicate red mole on He An's chest.
Iris, gardenia, laurel, camphor, no more than a petal of lily of the valley.
The beast claw crushed a newly blooming lily of the valley, the silk core was made of mud, the petals were at the end, and a faint ray of faint aroma was shrinking and filled with sadness. The man was in the sea of ​​lilies of the valley after the rain and was deeply intoxicated. How could he not smell enough or enough? The dream form a drop of sweet dew on the petals, hanging without falling, hanging his craving heart.
Leaving half a year, every cell in his body was screaming frantically, asking him for this rare scent of lily of the valley.
not enough!
It's not enough!
Sweat couldn't satisfy the desire, he turned to He An's tears, and the most direct stimulus was pain.
The man shook his lower body by instinct, and the thrusting motion became rougher. He An was so painful, his thin body couldn't stop shaking, a painful sobbing overflowed from his mouth, and the scent of fragrance began to waft through the sky. He heard the man gasping and approached, and lowered his head to the tears in his eyes.
The next second, the man shivered with excitement, his movements became more agitated.
"No more, Feiyu, no more ..." With a sharp cramp in the abdomen, He An guarded his stomach and begged him with the last hint of hope. "There is a child here, it's ours, the two of us ... ... Did you feel it? You ... Touch it, it's been six months ... "