Sophie in the Time of Secrets Chapter 27

After finally pushing away the suffocating K!ss, the lips and tongues made a wet and sticky sound of separation. Ethan Yong twisted a strand of hair sticking to his eyelids with his hands and suddenly K!ssed his eyelashes. The force below was not that strong, stirring in his body with full skill, with the scrotum pressed against the red hole that was hit, rubbing slowly.

The dark hair rubbed against the skin, causing a slight itch. The eyelids that Ethan Yong had K!ssed drooped, hiding the dazed look inside. Caleb Zhou covered his eyes with the back of his hand, his body shamelessly enjoying it. He was always like this, greedy for the pleasure brought by S3x. That greed was like candy that you could never get enough of, but Ethan Yong was not candy.

He was like a throat-burning wine, poured into the throat and flowed into the stomach, all of which were spicy and heart-burning, forcing out tears and sweat, with a strong aftereffect. Ethan Yong pressed him down, broke off his hand and tried to K!ss him. Caleb Zhou turned his head away, but Ethan Yong pinched his chin in dissatisfaction and turned him back. Ethan Yong's eyes scanned his face carefully and asked, "Your reaction is better than that time."

Caleb Zhou suddenly opened his eyes. He did remember the time he had S3x with Ethan Yong. But it was just a picture. He didn't know the cause and effect. He didn't know when he and Ethan Yong got together in bed, why he was Fcuked, and how it ended. Ethan Yong pulled him up and let him sit on his H!ps. The penis firmly penetrated Caleb Zhou and was tossed very quickly.

He struggled in the trembling and pleasure of his whole body, saying, "That... that time was, when was it... B@st@ard." Ethan Yong frowned, snorted with an ambiguous meaning, and actually held his H!ps, walked a few steps on his knees, and pressed him against the head of the bed. Pulling out vigorously, pushing in hard. Caleb Zhou twisted his body and bent his legs to resist. The word "no" was stuck in his throat, and it took a long time for him to spit out the second half of the sound pitifully.