Driven to madness Qie Ranzhe stuck to Zhao Zhi's body with his right arm holding the man in place. His left hand slid up from Zhao Zhi's neck up to his cheek in a gentle stroke with their tongues entangled with each other in an erotic dance.
A minefield exploded throughout Qie Ranzhe's nervous system as waves of pleasure spread like a lake of molten lava making his body heat up. He was grinding up against Zhao Zhi's body with his hardness pushing up against the man's lewd chrysanthemum like he was going to enter and thrust into him in the next second.
He wanted him. He had never wanted anything this bad especially when this temptation was clinging to him while whining like he had been bullied.
His moist tongue inched towards Zhao Zhi's warm lips gently parting them making the man in his arms groan. His tongue swirled inside Zhao Zhi's mouth in exploration.
