The Boss Has a Sex Addiction

Yin Yan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Both of them hadn’t eaten for two days.

He touched Wen Si’s belly: “Are you hungry?”

Wen Si patted his bulging belly: “It’s full.”

After saying that, he leaned against Yin Yan’s chest again.

Sometimes Yin Yan really didn’t know whether he was awake or confused.

At this time, Wen Si was in a stage where he was not in estrus yet and was not feeling that uncomfortable.

Yin Yan held him in his arms as they walked, and his c*ck moved unconsciously, causing Wen Si to groan for a while.

He just likes the feeling of the c*ck rubbing against his hole.

The two came to the refrigerator, he opened it, and found nothing.

The kitchenware is new.

Looks like I need to order takeout.

After choosing what to eat, he specifically opted for robot delivery.

Wen Si rubbed his eyes tiredly and yawned.

Yin Yan touched his head: “Want to sleep?”

Wen Si yawned again but shook his head. His thoughts were clear and he didn’t seem like someone in heat at all. He said in a hoarse voice, “I want to have s*x.”

Yin Yan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

The process of waiting for takeout is torture.

Yin Yan wanted to pull out his p*nis, but Wen Si refused and held him tightly, refusing to let go no matter what.

With this pulling and tugging, Wen Si actually became aroused. He pulled Yin Yan’s hand and put it on his p*nis, which could no longer ejaculate, and could only spit out large gulps of transparent semen with just a slight bump: “Touch it.”

Yin Yan seriously suspected that Wen Si’s p*nis would be in pain for several days after the estrus period, and he might be no exception.

After the meal was served, Yin Yan prepared to let the two eat first, but Wen Si was clamoring to have s*x. Yin Yan pushed hard on Wen Si’s prostate, and the latter’s p*nis softened after spitting out several streams of a mixture of white and transparent liquid.

Yin Yan quickly fed Wen Si a few bites.

Maybe he was really hungry, so Wen Si ate a lot. After he was full, Yin Yan quickly ate up the remaining food.

Anyway, he has to make up for his physical strength.

After the meal, Yin Yan coaxed Wen Si to sleep, but Wen Si refused to wash off the semen no matter what, and even refused to let him pull out his p*nis.

After finally coaxing him to sleep, Yin Yan quickly carried him to the bathroom. As soon as he pulled out his p*nis, large streams of white liquid flowed out of Wen Si’s body, flowing down his beautiful straight legs to the ground.

Very tempting.

But at this moment, Yin Yan didn’t have any lustful thoughts at all. He quickly cleaned them both and went to bed.

He didn’t know how long it had been—probably two or three hours—when Wen Si’s estrus broke out again. He climbed on Yin Yan’s body with a moan, and in a confused manner held his p*nis and stuffed it into his hungry hole.

“Itchy… so itchy… so uncomfortable.”

The two of them started doing it again.

Yin Yan was really working hard this time, he f*cked Wen Si so hard that nothing could come out of his p*nis except urine.

This wave of estrus finally passed and the two of them lay in bed again.

Yin Yan estimated that Wen Si’s estrus period should be over this time.

The two of them slept like this for a day and a night.

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Hurts……

My whole body hurts.

As soon as Wen Si woke up, he felt his body was out of control, and the unfamiliar pheromones around him made him subconsciously alert.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that his an*s was blocked by something foreign, and there seemed to be someone behind him.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his expression became murderous.

He struggled to get up, wanting to kill the person behind him.

But as soon as he moved, the person behind him also started moving. The hands on his chest started kneading his nipples, his p*nis was stroked up and down, and the foreign object in his an*s also moved from time to time.