paranoid personality disorder

Mo Qian has been a little strange recently, leaning against the window with nothing to worry about.

After being inexplicable for several days, I glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

He turned around and smiled, and suddenly he leaned his whole body out of the window. This posture frightened me, and I stretched out my hand to grab his collar in a hurry.

He turned sideways back and glanced at me, sneered a few times, half of his body was outside the window, pointed to the downstairs, and said with a smile: "That's how I saw you when I was young, you are downstairs. He walked over with a small schoolbag, his body was dirty, as if he had rolled around in a pile of mud."

I leaned over, put my arms around his waist, and glanced at the downstairs of my house, it was pitch black, only a dim yellow lamp was shining.

He laughed in a low voice, and his whole body was pressed against the window sill, looking as if he was about to fall.

"You even gave me a candy."

He kept looking downstairs, complaining: "Your memory is too bad."

I put my head on his shoulder and actively admitted my mistake: "Well, I was wrong."

He sneered a few times, and then said: "I was pressed on the window sill just like that."

"Watching you walk downstairs day in and day out," he said.

I patted his back, not really wanting to hear these things.

I don't want him to recall these seemingly bad things.

He himself fell there and said in a low voice: "You even raised your head and smiled at me, and even waved your hands."

His voice sank, and he said, "I don't know if I was crying too badly and scared you away."

He said: "I always feel that one day you will fly up from below to save me from the sea of ​​suffering."

I can't say how I feel now, I stretched out my hand to grab his body, pressed down and kissed him carefully.

He put his legs up, almost hanging from his waist, as if he was about to fall.

I put my arms around his waist and hugged him back. He put his arms around my neck, and laughter rang in my ears: "I was also like this at that time. I was pressed against the window and turned me over again. , can’t let me watch you come and go all the time.”

I touched his face and kissed him: "Okay, stop talking."

He stretched out his hand and grabbed my finger, grinning and laughing: "Okay, anyway, you are by my side now."

I reached out and unbuttoned his pants, rubbed them for him, and asked him, "Are you comfortable?"

He let out an aha, curled up the corner of his mouth like a conditioned reflex and mumbled unconsciously: "I want you to lick me."

I rubbed his heavy pouch for him, bent down and took his stuff in. When I looked up at him, I saw his eyes were wide open. He stared at me for a while, then narrowed his eyes, and directly He put the legs on my neck, and his hands were still stroking my hair.

Push your nose up to your face, this is it.

Hey, forget it.

I was bitten by him for a long time, and I heard him snort, the things in his mouth were jumping a little, and he was eager to withdraw, and he pressed one hand firmly on the back of my head.

I fuck.

The smell of mutton shot in my mouth.

After I backed out, I wanted to beat him up so much, I took out the paper and prepared to spit out a mouthful of semen, but he stretched out his hand and pulled me up, and a kiss was printed on it.

Searching in my mouth, I insisted on mixing the semen in my mouth with each other's saliva and letting each other swallow.

I flipped him over and gave him two slaps on the buttocks.

He was still laughing there, enjoying the cool night breeze.

Every inch is drawn into my heart.

After a few days, he sat on the window again, stared downstairs and sighed, "It's so annoying."

I bit him again.

After coming here three times in a row, he was sitting low on the window sill and counting the stars.

I walked over, picked him up by the waist and threw him on the bed, pulled down his pants, and found that he wasn't even wearing underwear.

What a show.

After pressing down on his waist and spanking his butt more than a dozen times, he yelled and struggled to turn over, hooked his hands around my neck, hung his legs around my waist, and laughed and said, : "Don't fight, don't fight, I was wrong, I was wrong, I actively admit my mistake."

I stretched out my hand and pinched his ass, then flicked it between his buttocks, annoyed: "Why, I want me to lick it for you, and I will add drama to myself every day, are you going to enter the show business circle? ?”

He was shaken violently by me, and he was still annoyed: "Why did you find out, I haven't been licked by you yet."

I turned him over, pulled his buttocks apart and sent myself in: "You have too many problems, you will really become lawless if you don't cure it."

He was still laughing at first, and then turned into moaning after laughing.

He struggled to turn around and look at me.

I turned him around, he stretched out his hand to grab it in the air, I stretched out my hand, and he grabbed it into his palm.

I looked at the corners of his eyes that were slightly red with lust, opened my mouth suddenly during the climax, and murmured almost unconsciously: "He Ji, I beg you to stay by my side and don't go anywhere, okay? .”

I leaned down, stuck it up and gave him a kiss, and then told him: "Okay."

[End of the sideshow]

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