Yang Jian and Sun Wukong

Chapter 114

Yang Jian originally thought that just a kiss would be enough, but Yang Jian's heart is tolerant, and people who are tolerant have strong self-control, he didn't expect to be able to kiss like this.Lips and tongues intertwined, being hugged and kissed by Monkey King tightly, his mouth was full of his breath, saliva was mixed together, lips rubbed against each other, and the punishing kiss became hot and passionate.Soon, I felt that Sun Wukong's thing became hard, and it was firmly against him, rubbing against him inadvertently, and now my face flushed uncontrollably, is this guy in heat again?This kiss was so wild that he suffocated him, so that when Sun Wukong finally let go of himself, Yang Jian felt a sense of emptiness and restlessness in a daze, and his body automatically leaned forward again.

This time in exchange for Sun Wukong's even more crazy kiss.

As if to devour him.

There is a bit of obscenity in the air, a feeling of desire.Yang Jian's always shrewd mind became confused, he couldn't think of anything, the blood in his whole body condensed in his lower body, clamoring for more comfort.

I don't know who took off whose clothes first.

When he was a little more awake, he was already under the pressure of Monkey King.

Surrounded by Sun Wukong, no one can see them.

This is not good after all, is it prostitution in the No.17 hell?Yang Jian pushed Sun Wukong, I don't know if Sun Wukong was too heavy, or Yang Jian didn't push hard, in short, Sun Wukong pressed down, and Yang Jian's rejecting hand looked more like flirting with refusal, and it was pressed against his thick chest. Xiaoxin was pressing on the red spot on his chest, and the little red thing immediately stood up, pressing his palm.Sun Wukong went to kiss him again, and Yang Jian was so teased that his whole body became hot. As soon as Monkey King retreated, he wanted to hold him, and he wanted more from the bottom of his heart. Now this is not enough!The calm and self-retaining Yang Jian didn't know where he went, but now this Yang Jian who was frantically hugging Sun Wukong fell into lust and couldn't extricate himself.Sun Wukong is no better than Yang Jian, he is already in pain.They quickly tore off each other's clothes and pressed Yang Jian firmly.The two naked bodies fit closely together, and the feeling of skin-to-skin contact made Sun Wukong sigh comfortably.

The lips and tongues of the two kept intertwined, and they kissed wetly, neither of them wanted to part for a moment.

Yang Jian didn't understand what was causing the longing that surged deep in his body.He has never been like this.Maybe, you don't need to understand, just feel it.Because the person on his body is Monkey King, no matter what he does, he will not be afraid or disgusted.Sun Wukong went to bite his neck.

Yang Jian's neck is beautiful, extremely smooth, like the best silk and satin, and the blood vessels are pulsating, which is the pulse of life. Sun Wukong licked it for a while, then shifted his position to the collarbone, leaving erotic wounds on the collarbone. hickey.At the same time, he kept stroking Yang Jian's waist and hips with his right hand, and separated his legs with his knees.

Yang Jian panted heavily, and his brain began to feel dizzy after being teased. He wanted to close his legs, but he couldn't move tremblingly.The joy of being kissed and touched made his body go limp, unable to concentrate, he could only breathe heavily, sweating profusely.Suddenly feeling desire trapped in a warm and humid place, Yang Jian was startled and almost jumped up, but it was only almost.Seeing Sun Wukong put his desire into his mouth and tried his best to please him, Yang Jian couldn't tell what it felt like to be full of excitement.He wanted Sun Wukong to stop, he wanted to tell him that you don't have to do this, what he wanted more was to press the man's head down to make him swallow a little deeper.He was hot and panting, and wanted to yell out to be happy. Realizing that it was too embarrassing, Yang Jian raised his arms to cover his face, his cheeks blushed uncontrollably.

Being tightly sucked, the movements of the lips and tongue made Yang Jian go crazy, and touching the teeth occasionally was another feeling.A strange yet familiar pleasure surged from under him, even his back was slightly numb, and he couldn't help but grab the man's hair.He wanted to push away, and wanted to rely on the instinct of a man to thrust freely.Fortunately, Monkey King let go of him in a moment, ending the sweet torture.

Yang Jian was panting violently, and the thing between his legs stood up straight, clamoring to vent.

He grabbed Sun Wukong's hand and brought his hand between his legs.

"Come on." Yang Jian ordered, his voice was cold, and his eyes were full of emotion.

This is the Erlang God who has been in a high position and giving orders all year round. Even if he is stripped naked and pressed under him, he still speaks in an orderly tone, without even losing the usual coldness in his tone.But even this coldness made Sun Wukong very fond of it.Sun Wukong only felt his heart beat faster, his mouth was dry, and he couldn't wait any longer. His kiss fell on Yang Jian's lips frantically. His ass.Yang Jian took the initiative to stick out his tongue, as if teasing, as if pandering, which made the kiss quickly and intensely, lips touched, tongue intersected, lingering and separated, and kept making slight sucking sounds, mixed with the joy of two people Breathe in, and the air around you heats up instantly.Sun Wukong put a finger in while kissing Yang Jian.Exploring fingers were a little slippery, and I didn't know what was on them.

Yang Jian panted, "What is it?"

Sun Wukong went to kiss Yang Jian's ear, put his earlobe in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Lubricating balm, I'm afraid it will hurt you."

Yang Jian was angry and funny: "Why do you carry this kind of thing with you..."

Sun Wukong spat out Yang Jian's ears, his eyes were reddened by lust, "Do I have to tell the truth? Because I want to fuck you every day..."

Before the words fell, Yang Jian kicked over, "Get lost."

He was caught by Monkey King and put on his shoulders.

One leg is stretched out, the other leg rests on Monkey King's shoulder, and the acupuncture point that has never been seen is presented in front of Monkey King without reservation. This posture is too shameful.A trace of shyness flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and more panic.This rare expression appeared on Erlang Shen's face who was always calm and self-possessed, which made Monkey King's heart skip a beat, and he immediately wanted to penetrate him hard.Sun Wukong carefully developed it, and with the lubrication of balm, it is not very difficult to insert three fingers.The hot inner wall is wrapped around the fingers, as if they are about to push them out, and they seem to be reluctant to let go.Yang Jian frowned at the strange feeling of being invaded by foreign objects deep in his body, and his body became slightly stiff.

Try to relax, cooperate with the development of fingers.The pain still deepened little by little, and it couldn't be relieved.Gritting his teeth secretly, he deliberately urged, but felt that it was wrong.This person is still so gentle and cautious, but when this kind of arrow is on the string, why should he be so patient, it is better to raise the gun and go straight, at least to have a good time.Painful and swollen, strange and familiar feeling made Yang Jian's face turn even redder.I don't know where his fingers touched, and there was a faint numbness.This taste is very strange, it is hard to tell whether it is joy or pain.Sun Wukong knew that he had found the right place, so he pointed at that place and pressed again. Yang Jian's limbs immediately went limp, completely powerless, and his scalp was numb.The itching deep in the body is unbearable, and only shouting can relieve it. "Woo..." I couldn't help moaning, but the sound that came out was soft, floating and powerless, which shocked me, bit my lower lip quickly, and gasped from my nose.Lying on his back under Sun Wukong like this, with his legs wide open for him to caress, he seemed ashamed and angry, and wanted to clamp his legs tightly, but the depths of his body seemed to be melted, and he couldn't exert any strength.

The place that caused the strange feeling was repeatedly pressed and rubbed, and Yang Jian's eyes were a little moist from the torture.Can't help but look up to see Monkey King.Yang Jian's eyes were brighter than before, with moisture, eyes blurred and filled with incomparable affection, his cheeks were flushed, his lips were slightly parted and he was short of breath, his naked body was covered with a thin layer of sweat, shining with a lustrous luster, The lines of the muscles appear to be extremely beautiful.Sun Wukong couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed Yang Jian's legs, and rushed in towards his side.After entering only a little bit, he was blocked, Monkey King stopped, and carefully observed Yang Jian's expression.

Yang Jian's expression was the usual expressionless, he gritted his teeth secretly, with a posture of resistance.

Sun Wukong looked between Yang Jian's legs, the stiffness was half-hard and half-soft.Apply the balm again and spread it on the joint between the two, and after a little bit of lubrication, push forward a little.Yang Jian tried his best to relax his body, followed Sun Wukong to serve him, and endured for a long time, while Sun Wukong was still mostly dawdling outside, Yang Jian said: "Do whatever you want, if you dawdle any longer, I will kick you down!"

These words actually have the meaning of threatening others with force.Apart from Erlang Shen, no one in the world would say such a thing.Sun Wukong pushed hard and went straight to the end.

Yang Jian's body trembled violently.The half-hard and half-soft thing between the legs completely softened after this pain.

It's not the first time I've endured it, and to be honest, it's more refreshing than the first time, but after all, I haven't done it for a long time. After all, that place of a man is not naturally suitable for love. The iron rod is heated red, and the iron rod can still move, so that the internal organs are displaced.He held his breath in his chest, and immediately clenched his hands into fists, trying his best to suppress the urge to swing out.Yang Jian's forbearance was fully displayed at this moment - there was still no trace of pain on his face, and he was still expressionless.Sun Wukong has been with him for a long time, and he knew that the more painful Yang Jian was, the calmer his face would be.So he held back and waited for him to adapt.She leaned down and kissed his most sensitive ears, and stroked his shoulders, hoping for a little relief.Yang Jian secretly took a few deep breaths, seeing Sun Wukong froze his waist, his tenderness and consideration were so obvious, his forehead was full of sweat, dripping onto Yang Jian's neck, Yang Jian's heart moved, he didn't know what it was like, his heart was like being caught by something Catch it, it hurts a little, but the pain makes the whole body feel comfortable, and the bottom of my heart is so soft that it almost melts into a puddle of water.Then he reached out to hug Sun Wukong.

I didn't want to make this move, so Sun Wukong also moved accordingly, panting hard.

Seeing this situation, Yang Jian laughed for some reason: "Fool!"

Seeing Yang Jian like this, Sun Wukong knew that he was fine, so he raised his back and pumped him.The slippery and warm area made Monkey King unbearably passionate, unable to control his strength, but after all he remembered to make the people under him feel refreshed. He tried to test it, but he didn't know where he touched it, and suddenly felt that leg on his shoulder. Stretching straight, he looked at Yang Jian's face, saw his eyes wandering, and his cheeks were heavily blush.Aiming at the place just now, he pushed it hard to the bottom, twisted his waist and inserted it repeatedly.Yang Jian was pressed deeply, and a tingling feeling passed through his limbs and bones from the joint between the two. It seemed that his body was no longer his own, so he could only breathe heavily.

The impact gradually became more and more intense, Yang Jian was burned into chaos by the burning pain and pleasure, and his remaining rationality was wiped out. He grabbed Monkey King tightly and almost penetrated his muscles.Pleasure surged continuously from under his body, like ocean waves, waves rising again and again, impacting Yang Jian's heart.The joint under the body was very hot, and my mind went blank. I couldn't help catering to Monkey King's movements, caressing each other carelessly with him, panting passionately.

"Hmm..." Couldn't help moaning, as the strength of Sun Wukong's movements became more and more loud, Yang Jian couldn't think about anything anymore, and could only make a trembling and suppressed voice from his throat.Sun Wukong's sweat dripped down, just dripping on the nipples on Yang Jian's chest, Sun Wukong leaned over to lick off the sweat, and sucked his nipples.With this movement, the sharp weapon was buried deeper, Yang Jian gritted his teeth and twisted his body impatiently.Sun Wukong turned over again and entered from behind.

Every time I thought it was impossible to go deeper, there was always a deeper one behind.

During the long stretch, the pleasure continued, Yang Jian's face was on fire, and his whole body was on fire.However, Sun Wukong did not forget to soothe his re-erected front end, rubbing it with his fingertips.In the extreme joy, Yang Jian couldn't help shouting: "Wukong..." "Yang Jian." Sun Wukong's voice was depressing and hoarse, and he was already very emotional.Yang Jian is in his arms, this person is his now, he owns him, he possesses him, he has got him, he can penetrate him wantonly, and hear him call his name from below.Those sparkling eyes are because of him, those blushing cheeks are because of him, those slightly parted moist lips are because of him, this person, no one else can take it away, completely belongs to him. He, Sun Wukong was so excited that his mind was in a mess, and he was pumped hard. "Yang Jian..." Sun Wukong moved and called his name.Squeeze his hips, bring him closer to you, without a gap between them, enter him from the side, in the wanton movement, the desire grows bigger, each time to the deepest, and then back out slightly, the next time Push in harder.The feeling of being wrapped by the tight and hot inner wall made Sun Wukong crazy, and Yang Jian's panting was rapid because of his movements, showing a look of being completely controlled by him.Yang Jian, who had never been controlled by anyone, lay under him moaning, made various poses by him, and looked at him with wet eyes.His shadow was clearly reflected in the bright black eyes, and he twisted his body following his touch.This is Yang Jian, whom others have never seen before, showing his obedience and seduction naked to himself, as well as the coquettish beauty of Yao Ji, the goddess of self-desire world inherited in his bones.

Sun Wukong's eyes became sharp, with a man's natural desire to conquer, his movements became faster and deeper, every impact made Yang Jian tremble.

"Yang Jian, don't leave me."

Sun Wukong's deep and hoarse voice was tense, and he said again, "Don't leave me."

Following this sentence was a sudden thrust, "Promise me."