Chi You's dark green eyes became darker and darker. He stretched out a hand, grasped the fire stick on Jianlong's lower body, and soothed him gently but urgently.
An abnormal blush appeared on the face of the cheap dragon, his red-black eyes narrowed in pleasure, and intermittent charming tones escaped from the corners of his lips.
He has lost himself, and his body has been firmly controlled by the other party.
The effect of the magic mist was too strong. A quarter of an hour later, Jianlong was released for the first time in Chi You's hands, and the extremely rich musk smell filled the room.
The base dragon was satisfied for the first time, but soon felt empty again, and his lower body stood up again. At this moment, his mind was almost confused by the drugs.
Chi You's hands were stained with mucus and began to expand and open the back of the body.
Jianlong didn't even reject it. He let Chi You sit like this. He felt very comfortable, very comfortable, and... unsatisfied.
One finger, two fingers, three fingers, when the base of the dragon's back has become softer, Chi You's eyes darkened, and the corners of his lips raised a devilish smile. It was almost time.
"Didn't you say... that the emperor is on top?"
Jianlong, who was almost completely swallowed up by the words of love and desire, regained his consciousness and glanced at Chi You with some displeasure.
"That's right, it's you up there!" Chi You's eyes flashed with a very cunning arc.
In the next moment, he straightened Jianlong's body, opened Jianlong's legs, then pointed his back towards his own burning heat, and slowly pressed down...
"Ahhhhh--" A certain cheap dragon let out a scream.
The pain and discomfort are only momentary, because of the effect of the magic mist, happiness follows, far surpassing the pain.
Chi You kept getting closer, attacking Shilong's body wantonly, and his lover's tight wrapping gradually drove him to a crazy state.
The screams changed and turned into whimpering moans of joy.
The cheap dragon gave up his shame, exiled himself, and was completely controlled by the strange feeling in his body. This kind of happiness was something he had never enjoyed before.
Once the spirit is relaxed, degradation will follow.
The night had just begun, and the two men were dancing crazily in the room. It seemed that only each other and the instinct to pursue pleasure were left in the whole world.
From dark to dawn, the two of them still didn't stop.
Chi You is the devil, he is powerful, he will never get tired, and he is tireless. The passion accumulated for tens of thousands of years was released on this night.
As for the cheap dragon, his voice has long been hoarse from shouting.
After this night, the poison of the magic mist on his body has been almost eliminated, and his sanity has basically recovered to some extent, but no matter how much he begs and calls, the man inside him just refuses to stop.
Yes, on the body.
Chi You's only fight was the first round with real guns. Every time after that, without exception, it was the cheap dragon lying underneath.
"That's enough, that's enough, ah, ha, let me go...let me go!"
A cheap dragon will only forget to call himself the emperor when he is extremely excited and cannot control himself.
"Put it away? Didn't you say you were going to throw me away after I finished sleeping? Throw it away?" Chi You's body violently moved, and the "slap" sound of flesh-to-body collision made people blush, "Should I throw it away?"
Throw it? Huh? Throw it away or throw it away at me?!"
"No-no...don't throw it away! Don't throw it away!"
The low-pitched dragon's screaming voice had completely changed its tone. How could Hou Tinggu Road withstand such fierce treatment? There was a crazy spasm in the inner wall, and his whole body started to tremble.