Feng Yu Jiu Tian

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Rong Tian carefully pulled at the foreskin, exposing the head that was eager for attention. His mouth moved intensely up and down the fully erect organ, giving Feng Ming boundless pleasure. The control he had over his excitement began to waver as Rong Tian’s lust affected him.

Suddenly, just at the right moment, Feng Ming’s butt was slapped, causing him to release inside Rong Tian’s mouth.

“Ah!” A short, ambiguous moan left his mouth as a clear, white liquid spurted out.

His hips felt completely numb.

Rong Tian remained silent for a while as he completely swallowed Feng Ming’s creamy white essence. It had a special honey-like flavour as it slid down his throat. Wiping away the excess fluid from his lips, Rong Tian moved to Feng Ming’s side and leaned closely to him. In his ear, he whispered a question they both knew the answer to.

“Duke Ming can now conclude on our previous argument, right?”

Feng Ming, who was still immersed in the feeling of release, had his eyes closed as let out a soft sigh. His cheeks had a tender, pink tint to them and he merely smiled without saying anything.

Rong Tian watched as his thick, beautiful eyelashes fluttered. It was an incredibly lovely scene that couldn’t be described with words. . Reaching out to gently caress, then slowly drawing circles on his sensitive eyelids.

Feng Ming couldn’t help but laugh. His clear and beautiful eyes opened wide as he protested, “Haha, that itches!”

Rong Tian’s spirit surge with force, as he looked down on Feng Ming, like a monarch looking down on his conquered lands. Staring at Feng Ming’s soft and slender body, he whispered in a voice filled with lust, “Come on, how about we do something that doesn’t merely itch?”

After deliberately pretending to think for a while, Feng Ming finally answered, “Fine, but we can only do it twice.”

If I don’t set a condition right now, this big lecher will definitely use his days of abstinence as an excuse to completely devour me.

“Hmm!”

Feng Ming willingly cooperated since they had gone a long time away from each other. Rong Tian didn’t spend too much time teasing before he began entering him slowly. The head of his sword slowly eased into his most secret place as it stretched it open.

The burning pain caused by being filled drew a pleading moan from Feng Ming, one charming enough to seduce even the devil.

“Does it still hurt?” Hearing the sound, Rong Tian stopped and gazed at him with concern.

Feng Ming looked at him as if he had been wronged. The tears welling up in eyes were enough to prevent a man from losing his reasoning, even one with an unrestrained appetite.

“We won’t do it this way, okay?” Rong Tian slowly pulled out.

However, after pulling out, he once again entered slowly while thrusting lightly.

His longing and desire had been suppressed for several days, but he persevered and patiently opened the sensitive buds of the chrysanthemum. He restrained himself as he slowly thrust his way in.

Feng Ming’s moans eventually turned into a different melody as he stretched his hands to hug Rong Tian’s neck firmly.

Rong Tian started to laugh wickedly as his little Tian slowly eased its way in and out. The sluggish movement was like a tormenting punishment. The pain grew less from the grinding, but there was an empty feeling that couldn’t be satisfied as his *** pulls away. However, the pounding was becoming noticeably fiercer and more powerful as the seconds passed.

Strangely, the shallow thrusts caused the friction inside to decrease, and his movements grew smoother. The lewd sounds could now be clearly heard.

“Rong Tian…” Feng Ming instinctively contracted his muscle below as the burning sensation caused by the thick, hot organ filled him up and also left him empty as it pulled away. The pleasure to the sensitive parts inside him became more prominent.

He couldn’t bear the teasing anymore as his limit began approaching. The thin-skinned Feng could no longer last as his eyes teared up, whimpering in protest, “Rong Tian… don’t bully me anymore…”

Xi Lei’s king smiled evilly as his pace quickened.

Thrusting the hot organ fiercely, reaching his deepest part.

“Ah… wu wu wu…” Incoherent sobs and moans left Feng Ming’s mouth.

The powerful thrust threw Feng Ming into a state of confusion. He couldn’t tell if he was merely breathing hard or crying.

With Rong Tian’s strong body and his time spent in abstinence, just two times was enough for him to mess Feng Ming up. However unexpectedly, after the second time, he started to go for a third in high spirits.

Being tightly embraced by the King, Feng Ming’s face was slightly red and damp with moisture as he gasped for breath. He moaned in protest, “You… ngh… wuuu… ah nn.. Rong Tian, you… you promised me only twice today…”

“When did I make that promise? I only said ‘hmm’ in response when you asked.” Rong Tian lowered his head and bit the tiny red bud that was firmly erect on his left chest. He used his teeth to pull at it lightly causing Feng Ming to scream in ecstasy. Rong Tian let go of the nipple but continued to use his tongue to lick the sensitive small bead back and forth, gently saying, “Feng Ming, it’s been such a long time since we were last joined together, how can two times be enough? I could do you twenty times… maybe even two hundred times…”

He drew near Feng Ming’s lips but barely touched them before Feng Ming’s enthusiastic tongue darted out and began licking at the King’s lips.

The intimate gesture was like an invitation that simply made Rong Tian more unrestrained. He poured out all his love until his strength left him. Only when he was completely satiated did he let go of the sweet and beautiful young lord.

After the intense workout, the two lay on the bed breathing heavily. Together, they were wrapped in a cocoon of immeasurable happiness.

Rong Tian stretched out his hand to drag Feng Ming closer to him. Without the slightest restraint, he caressed his whole body.

With their strengths completely used up, the two people embraced each other and fell into a deep sleep.