sinovels Chapter 74 Encore 04-07
Chapter 74 Encore 04-07
04.
Anke gasped for breath, his pupils dilated, his eyes blurred, like a fish struggling to die.
Sweaty strands of hair hang down on his forehead and cheeks, and a slightly longer strand sticks to the corner of his mouth, which is occasionally stirred by the exhaled breath.
The short skirt on his body has been rubbed so that it loses its shape, and a small piece of the skirt is held up, and his hands are hidden underneath, soothing the empty body one after another.
But still not enough.
He squeezed his legs together, and the thin silk stockings brushed smoothly. The method that he enjoyed the most in the past hardly caused ripples this time.
The hand that kneaded the chest slid down, grabbed the stockings and tightened them tightly, the already thin material was pulled to the limit, and was finally torn off by him, the slight sound of silk tearing made Anke feel a sense of joy in his heart.
not enough!
Still not enough!
He accelerated the speed of his right hand, so that the hem of the skirt flew up and down, and his left hand tore the stockings on his legs vigorously. Waves of pleasure burst out from his lower abdomen, crawled over the spinal nerves, and flowed around.
But it's always almost meaningless.
Anke clenched her lips, frowned and slid down the bed, her body tilted to the side uncontrollably, her head hung above the edge of the bed, blood rushed into her brain in an instant.
The man's trembling silver glasses chain, indifferent eyes, slender and pale fingers flashed before his eyes...
Anke panted and closed her eyes, her upper body relaxed and she leaned back, her head was almost stuck upside down on the cold ground. Because of the blood congestion in her brain, the blue veins on her forehead and neck were prominent, and her already flushed face became even brighter.
He remembered the trembling feeling when his Adam's apple was pressed hard by the man's finger, and the thing in the palm of his right hand became a little harder.
Her legs rubbed against the sheets helplessly, Anke loosened her stockings and strangled her own throat.
Fantasizing about Qin Feng's ascetic and seductive face, and recalling the rough feeling of the leather glove running over his skin, An Ke slowly tightened his fingers, trying to reconstruct the scene of a man ravaging his Adam's apple.
The air was gradually thinning, and under the threat of suffocation, every nerve ending in the body was extraordinarily sharp, and the pleasure was amplified and amplified. Waves of waves hit the encore, pushing him straight into the vortex of lust, making him unable to pull away.
On that erotic face, pain and joy were inextricably intertwined, and the slightly opened eyes were completely absent-minded.
His mouth was wide open, his mouth was so dry that no saliva could be squeezed out, he bent his right leg, kicked his foot hard on the bed, his left leg was stretched straight, and his whole body slipped a little further on the bed.
At the critical point of near hypoxic fainting, he gritted his teeth and ejaculated tremblingly.
05.
Anke stared blankly at the ceiling in a daze.
His upper body was still hanging out of the bed, and the cold air in winter even penetrated through the floor and penetrated into his sweaty scalp through a layer of thin air.
It's hot and cold, like being in water and fire.
But he remained motionless, as if he had been strangled to death by himself during the ecstasy of masturbation just now.
After a long time, he fell on the cold floor, got up in a state of embarrassment, took off the stockings that had been torn out of shape, and threw them into the trash can. Take a cold shower.
He needs to wake up.
06.
After taking a cold shower, An Ke curled up under the blanket and put the script Qin Feng gave him on his lap.
Before he finished high school, he came out to play music and socialize, and made more friends than he could read.
The script was so thick that he felt a headache when he saw it.
But when he thought of Qin Feng's face, he still bite the bullet and fumbled through twenty pages, but he couldn't keep going, so he directly turned to the ending.
Looks like a comedy.
He pouted and nodded, comedy is good, although it is a bit vulgar, but he likes a happy reunion.
As for other details about the movie story, he didn't go into it. To be honest, if it wasn't for Qin Feng, he wouldn't be interested in such things at all. When he has time, he prefers to have a drink or two, or sing two songs with the band. Song.
But there is an advantage to reading scripts, hypnosis.
The psychological impact of the masturbation-style masturbation just now disappeared in the script's boring crit, and Anke fell asleep crookedly in the bed, as if he had a long dream, but Woke up and completely forgot.
He was supposed to be off work the next day, but he was afraid of missing Qin Feng, so he went to the bar early in the morning.
This is the first time he has waited for someone to appear with an urgent desire.
But Qin Feng delayed coming.
Friends ridiculed him for being like a watchdog, always staring at the door all night, Anke was upset, cursed and said "rolling", and ran to the single table by the door with a cup to sit down and drink.
The glass door was pushed open and closed, and all kinds of people left and came in, but the one he cared about was not seen.
An Ke raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, raised his hand to wipe his chin, feeling depressed and mixed with a trace of anger.
He was angry with Qin Feng, and even more angry with himself.
——Don't be mean, Encore.It's just an old man, he hasn't said a word, why miss him so much?What's more, he is something you can't afford.
He warned himself so.
07.
Seeing that Anke was alone, a man came over cheekily.
Encore annoys him, this person has been trying to hook him up for a long time, and every time he is rejected, he will stop for ten days and a half months at most, and then he gets tired of it again and starts to touch him.
In the past, Anke was worried about the bar business, and he couldn't conflict with customers during shift time, so he endured it.
But today he is just a guest, a guest with an explosive mentality.
After a couple of good words, the man still didn't know how to measure, and even tried to move his feet. Anke directly threw the wine glass to the man's heel, and with a "snap", everyone around looked over immediately.
"Shame on you, right? I said I don't like you, but I just don't like you!"
He is arrogant and domineering, like a tiger shaking Lin Xiaoshan.
"Why do you spend all your time in front of me? Even if I'm being bullied, I won't sleep with you! Get out!"
After he finished speaking, he regretted it, because he saw Qin Feng standing at the door two steps away, his usually stern face was full of displeasure at the moment.
The atmosphere was tense, Qin Feng turned around and opened the door and walked out, An Ke felt flustered for some reason, left behind a pile of mess and followed quickly.
Qin Feng walked in the night in a long black coat, his back was chilling, his aura was overwhelming.
An Ke strode over and grabbed his cuff, the man stopped and looked over.
"That... I was just now," An Ke scratched his head helplessly, "I'm sorry, I showed you a joke just now, but in fact I have a very good temper, and I don't usually get angry easily."
Qin Feng glanced down at the cuff, but An Ke didn't let go, and still held on tightly, as if he was afraid that he would run away.
Only then did Qin Feng say: "That's your private matter, it has nothing to do with me. It's my unlucky time to come today."
His leather gloves were as long as his wrists, and Encore could touch them with just a slight hook of his fingers.
The self-abuse-like scenes of last night came to mind, An Ke was dry and took a small step towards Qin Feng.
The fingertips scraped the warm leather of the glove, and rubbed against the man's palm little by little. He boldly hooked one of the other's fingers.
Heart, thumping, thumping, beating violently.
"It's all here, don't go."
The textured smoke voice became hoarse.