paranoid personality disorder

After the ejaculation, I slowed down, pulled out a few pieces of paper to wipe myself, then put on my underwear, then my outer pants, zipped them up, buckled my belt, and walked over to him.

Touched his two stretched straight legs.

I heard him snort, then raised his head and looked at me expectantly: "It's too much."

I lowered my head and untied the rope that bound him.

As soon as he released his hands, his legs fell to the ground, he opened his panties and lowered his head to comfort himself, he let out a long sigh and ejaculated.

It got on my pants.

I reached out to wipe it off, but he hugged my thigh, licked it off, and said, "I'm going to do it."

I touched his face, scratched his lips with my fingers, and asked him, "Okay, what pose do you want to do?"

He hugged my waist, looked up at me, opened his mouth to put my fingers in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Get on the bed, I'll spread my legs, and you just insert them in like this."

I couldn't help laughing and said, "It's pretty good."

I finally made up the fucking part of him teasing me that night.

But I agreed to fuck and cry this person, this person has more fun than me, if I want more, I wish my things would grow in his body.

When he was finally too tired to move, the bed was covered in fucking semen. After lying on the bed for a while, I patted him up and said he was going to take a bath.

He snorted twice and declined the offer.

I said: "You go to take a shower, I'll chat with you when I come back."

He hummed and said, "Let's talk about it now."

I lowered my head and sucked on his mouth, then looked at him and said, "Be good."

He blinked his eyes, let out a slow oh, rolled up from the bed and was about to get out of bed, then suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at me, and asked, "What's the good of being good?"

I said, "Be good and I'll spend the rest of my life with you."

Seeing his eyes widen suddenly, he got up almost immediately and walked towards the bathroom, his steps were a little staggering.

I got up and tidied up the messy sheets, threw them into the washing machine and stirred them, then found new ones from the cabinet and replaced them.

After sitting on the edge of the bed, I took my mobile phone, and it was not too early to check the time, so I didn't want to disturb Dr. Lin, so I simply sent a text message.

"When will Dr. Lin be free to meet?"

As soon as he put down his phone, the man opened the door and walked in.

He ran to my bed naked without even wiping the water. He hesitated when he saw the clean sheets and didn't climb up immediately.

I beckoned to pull him over, grabbed a few cloths and wiped him clean, and then lifted the quilt.

He got in and sat up on the bed.

For a while, he didn't speak.

I was still a little strange, and he looked at him as if he looked at me: "Now, do you behave a little better?"

I couldn't help laughing out.

He was still serious: "Do you want to spend more time together?"

I said, "Is a lifetime enough?"

He gave me a strange look, and then looked again.

Finally said: "Why do you feel weird."

I touched my head, my body was sticky, and I wanted to take a bath. After I glanced at him, I said, "You're wondering, I'm going to take a bath."

When I came back, I saw this man was still sitting upright on the bed, and when I saw me coming back, I laughed twice.

As soon as I went to bed and lifted the quilt and lay down, this person hugged me. I thought for a while and asked, "Tell me about your business."

He said: "There is nothing to say." He smiled, "The wind is going smoothly, my father loves my mother, and I have lived happily and safely until now."

I turned around and looked at him for a while, then turned over, reached out and turned off the light in the room, pulled the quilt and prepared to go straight to sleep.

Anyway, this man can't say anything that can make people listen to him.

He buried his head behind my back, and his whole body seemed to be trembling with laughter.

I put up with it for a while, fuck it.

She turned sideways, hugged him, and said, "Follow me to see Dr. Lin tomorrow."

He didn't speak.

After a long time, I didn't hear him respond, and I wondered if this man had fallen asleep, but his hands clenched me tightly.

I asked, "Why, don't you want to see him?"

I heard him answer me: "No."

Feeling something was wrong, he stretched out his hand to hook his face, and saw his red eyes with a bit of moonlight coming in from the crack of the curtain.

I asked him: "What's wrong?"

He rubbed his face against my hand, then buried his head directly into my chest, still complaining in a rough voice: "It's so annoying."

I stroked the back of his neck.

"I didn't want to see him," he said.

Then he said, "It's scary that you treat me so well all of a sudden."

I couldn't help laughing, and snorted: "Is it good for you?"

He didn't answer.

I went on to say: "I haven't picked you up and fucked you yet, is that good enough?"

When I said this, I heard him laughing several times, and touched my body with one hand again.

I quickly pressed it down, what should I do if there is any obstacle caused by excessive indulgence, I still coaxed him and said: "Don't worry, we will have a long time to come."

It's coming to an end! )

(Come here in the middle of the night, there is no ending, I made a mistake about changing doctors... He Ji: Do things from the beginning to the end, after all, what if that idiot gets sick again and can't control it?