These Werebeast Gongs Are Rogues

He couldn't guarantee that he would be able to hold back if he wanted to share a bath with Roger, but Roger couldn't ask someone else to help him in this situation.

"Twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening." Dr. Qing Qiao left enough powder to leave.

Anbu shivered and took off Roger's clothes, and his clean and beautiful body was exposed in front of him without any cover, his waist was flexible, and his chest was red at two points. He touched his nose and dared not look at it. Holding the person into the water, but the tender and smooth feeling on his fingertips lingers, bit by bit nibbling away the little sanity he has left.

Roger was half seated in the tub, his legs were slightly bent, and when Anbu's fingers stroked his body, he regained a little consciousness, opened his hazy eyes, saw the person in front of him, and whispered: "Anbu …”

Ambu's eyes were dyed with a strong color, and he leaned forward to cover Roger's lips. This was the first kiss between them in the true sense. Ambu carefully penetrated and instinctively hooked Roger's lips. tip of the tongue.

"Uncomfortable..." Roger's faint murmur overflowed his lips.

Ambu woke up suddenly, annoyed in his heart, Roger was still ill, and he took advantage of him, pinched himself hard, forced his reason to return to the cage, kept his body a little further away, and began to concentrate on helping Roger rub his body, but this It's not easy. Fortunately, this method really works. After three or four days, Roger has improved a lot. Sometimes he wakes up and can drink some soup by himself.

"Where's Xia?" Roger never saw Xia and was very worried about him.

"I'm afraid you've given him a cold, so I'll put him on Suri's side first. Don't worry, I'll pick him up when we eat."

"That's good." After being ill for a long time and feeling down, Roger tilted his head and fell asleep again without saying a few words.

Roger slept unknowingly, and only Ambu endured the torture twice a day. Ambu was washing while calculating how long it would take. Maybe he washed too carefully, or maybe he bumped into Roger. In some sensitive area, Roger's front end trembled in front of his eyes.

The excuse that Roger is still ill has been used by Ambu countless times, and now the effect is worse each time. Ambu touches Roger's forehead. In fact, Roger's illness is almost better these days. It wasn't right, but he didn't want to control it.

"Roger, I like you, let's do it."

Roger closed his eyes and leaned softly in his arms, unresponsive, apparently still in a drowsiness.

He separated Roger's legs, embedded them, held the two of them together, squeezed and twisted awkwardly, Ambu's hands were useless, and Roger was hanging in the air, frowning, showing pain His body wanted to step back, but he reluctantly snuggled up, hoping to be relieved as soon as possible.

Ambu no longer hesitated, holding Roger's buttocks and straddled himself, hugging his nipples, licking, sucking, grinding his sharp teeth gently, waiting for one side to swell and stand upright, and can't wait to switch to the other side.

Itching and pain in his chest made Roger, who was sleeping, pant and struggle uneasy in Ambu's arms. He felt that the temperature below was getting hotter and faster, and they finally reached the peak.

After the release, Roger's brows stretched, his sweaty body hung in Ambu's arms, and he became quiet again.

But this level is far from enough for an orc who has just tasted lust. It is like a tinder that ignites the fire behind it. Ambu bit Roger's lips fiercely, calling him over and over again in a hoarse voice: "Roger, Roger."

Roger made a subconscious "uh" sound.

Ambu had never done it with anyone before, so he was a little confused at first, but the instinct of the beast was still there. He grabbed Roger's two soft buttocks with both hands, separated them, touched the entrance hidden in the middle, and used the water to test first. He poked a finger in, it was small and tight, Anbu was sweating profusely, and he doubted whether he could go in. What he didn't know was that Roger's body had never experienced an affair after giving birth to Xi Ya, and the acupoint was naturally It was so tight that Ambu's third finger had a hard time getting in because it wasn't lubricated.

Roger felt groggy, feeling that his body was being torn apart, bit his lower lip, curled up in pain, and begged intermittently, "No, it hurts..."

But how could Ambu stop at this time? He supported Roger and made him lie down with his arms on the tub. He pulled his waist back, and his fingertips exposed his acupuncture points, pitifully. Red and swollen tightly closed, Anbu knelt in the water, his face was pressed up, the tip of his tongue gently circled around the acupoint, and he licked in wanton, pierced deeply, and pulled out shallowly, imitating the posture of coitus.

"Well... go away..." Roger gasped sharply, struggling to close his legs, he was not completely unconscious, he knew what the two were doing during the contract renewal, but no, there would be children, He can't have any more children, one Xi Ya is enough.

Anbu held down his slippery body, and when the hole was wet enough, Ambu got up, put his naked body on Roger's back, and pushed his hot and stiff lower body into it little by little. Slippery and suffocating, Ambu's sanity completely broke. He grabbed Roger's **** and pressed it down to his crotch. , He clearly felt Roger's body tremble, and the hot and humid corridors clenched him tightly, and the moan in his mouth changed.

"Roger, is it here?" Ambu dropped a string of kisses on his back.

Roger felt a lot of pain at first, he struggled vigorously despite Anbu's suppression, and then gradually became unable to resist, so he could only choose to open his body, let him enter, and violently stirred in his body, and finally twisted his waist unbearably, Hungry and thirst, he groaned loudly and took the initiative to stick to it, looking for the source of his happiness.

The two made the first time in the tub, and Ambu left all the scalding hot fluid deep inside Roger's body.

"Well..." Roger also rubbed out on the wall of the tub.

Ambu changed his position, grabbed Roger's ankles apart, face to face, and re-shoved his hard, hot lower body into the little hole he had just ravaged. On his waist, Ambu's thrusts became more and more intense, and Roger's body shook up and down as he contradicted him.

At this time, Roger's consciousness was somewhat clear, but he didn't immediately understand what was going on. He was placed on a rattan chair where he often basked in the sun, kneeling with his legs apart, his hips raised, and a large door behind him. Open, Ambu's avatar was pulled out, and the viscous liquid gurgled out along Roger's buttocks. Seeing this **** and lewd scene in front of him, Ambu's breathing became heavier, and he pressed down with the strength of his body, without pausing at all. completely penetrated him.

"Ah...Ambu...you bastard...you want to kill me..." Roger completely woke up, grabbed the rattan chair, and tried to escape, but he couldn't escape the murder weapon that was wreaking havoc in his body. Ambu continued to forcefully push down, his body betrayed his reason and sank uncontrollably into the pleasure of this fleshly intercourse.

"Roger, I like you." Ambu reached out and soothed his front, licking his ears and cheeks with his tongue.

"You get out... um... slow down... Anbu... I can't stand it..." Anbu's clone pressed heavily against the point in his body, Roger's body bounced, and then fell weakly.

"Call me...B...Roger...I like when you call me that..."

Roger gritted his teeth and scolded: "Go away." He dared to ask for a sneak attack while he was unconscious?

Anbu pushed him hard with his waist up, then again, holding the waist and turning the person over, opening his legs, pressing them on the armrests of the rattan chair, and pulling out his lower body, seeing that the acupoint was still tense and shrunk, and rubbed it with his big hands. Touching his buttocks, his fingers went in and digging, but he didn't intend to satisfy him.

The emptiness in his body forced Roger to finally collapse. He clings to Ambu's shoulder, his nails left scratches on his body, tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, and cursed: "I like you to die, why don't you die... ...well...cloth...don't..."

Ambu was very satisfied with the effect he had received, so he closed it as soon as he saw it, for fear that Roger would be so embarrassed that he would not have to eat at that time. This time he entered deeper, and the force wanted to pierce the person below.

"Ah... slow down... please... cloth..."

Roger was already seriously ill, his physical strength could not keep up, and Ambu lasted for a long time, so by the end of the second time, Roger was too tired to open his eyes.

Roger can't remember when they went to bed, but when Ambu transformed into a beast and inserted it, the inhuman size that almost broke the hole, made him open his eyes immediately, but his whole body was sore. He has no way to resist the invasion of this beast. The previously released hot fluid is still in it, and it is very lubricated. Ambu's insertion this time is relatively smooth, and he inserted it hard with small barbs to the end. Roger His legs were kicking, and he felt that the whole person was split in half.

The huge black leopard licked the person under him, soothing his uneasy emotions. When the person relaxed a little, he slammed violently. This hot night has just begun.

"If you dare to shoot inside with a beast, I'll kill you, Ambu."