War Prisoner

In many circumstances, resistance is futile. Su Yi was in just such a tragic situation. The shiny red object had made contact with his tongue, causing a wave of revulsion to sweep through him. Having been starved for a few days, he could only retch dryly, unable to even throw up the acidic liquids in his stomach. Wanyan Xu cared nothing of his wishes, continuing to press on his head, until half of the *** [1] was probing his mouth. Soft and smooth black hair hung down, silky threads falling around his groin, the slightly ticklish sensation was indeed very pleasurable. The already enormous object stuffed into Su Yi's mouth grew even larger with the additional stimulation.