The man's original yearning for Tao Mutong disappeared without a trace in an instant, and his words became harsh: "Don't want me to care? You are willing to be fucked by me even if you don't like me?" Tao Mutong was stunned by the man's questioning, and randomly denied in a panic: "No... No..." The man's voice was extremely cold: "Then who did you secretly see? Who do you like? A basketball player? A forward or a defender?" Tao Mutong covered her ears, unwilling to listen, fearing that if she looked at Shen Yao more at that time, the man would be keenly aware of it. "I don't like... I don't like... It's none of your business... I don't like you..." He repeated in a panic, trying to hide his true thoughts.
The man was almost sure that Tao Mutong was so flustered because she was going to see someone she liked. The original yearning for Tao Mutong had long disappeared, replaced by a kind of betrayed anger and harshness. Tao Mutong refused to talk to him, just holding her head and shaking her head desperately. In the darkness, neither of them could see each other's expressions. The man ordered, "Speak."
Tao Mutong, who was struggling just now, became obedient in an instant and lowered his head. He whispered, "It's all... you forced me..." The man didn't want to hear this, and was even more angry because Tao Mutong had another man in her heart. "I forced you, didn't you enjoy it too? You dare to say that you didn't miss me these days? Who cried and asked your husband to hug you? You little slut, you don't recognize anyone without this two taels of meat, right?"
Hearing this insulting name, Tao Mutong subconsciously felt disgusted and wanted to escape, but he was sitting on the man now and had nowhere to escape. The man couldn't stand Tao Mutong not responding to him, so he actually withdrew his hot body from it, and quickly stuffed the toy in his arms over, and immediately turned on the switch, and Tao Mutong was shocked. But no matter how stimulating it is, it is an object without temperature. Tao Mutong does not like to be occupied by such things, "Take it out quickly... Woo woo..."
The man pinched his wrist hard and said viciously: "Are you too comfortable and you start to disobey? You don't like me, I changed things for you and you are still picky?" Even if he couldn't see the man's expression, Tao Mutong was frightened by the fierce breath. He bit his lips, shed tears silently, and his body trembled. The man no longer comforted him. He held the lifeless object in his hand and moved mechanically.
Tao Mutong was in a ball, not daring to have any dissatisfaction. It was like being tortured. The man moved without emotion. Tao Mutong couldn't stand it, so he admitted his mistake: "It hurts... Woo woo... Don't want it... Don't want it..." He was in pain and sore, and was messed up. Unexpectedly, the man threw the things aside in a friendly way, but no longer made any movements or made any sounds.
Tao Mutong, who had not yet reached the climax, could not ask the man to continue, and could only rub her body tightly. The man felt his movements and deliberately opened his legs to prevent him from moving. Tao Mutong cried anxiously, hugged the man's neck, and kissed him, just like a puppy trying to please its owner, and was almost wagging its tail. But the man did not buy into Tao Mutong's initiative to throw herself into his arms. Tao Mutong still did not learn his lesson and still did not say a soft word.
He groped for the man's hand, trying to lead it behind him, his chin trembling constantly, looking pitiful and helpless, but the man ruthlessly pulled his hand back. "Woo woo... I want... My little hole is so itchy... Fuck me quickly..." In the past, as long as Tao Mutong took the initiative to ask, the man would have hugged him and made love with him, but now he was indifferent.
Tao Mutong cried while hugging the man's neck and leaning forward, rubbing his face randomly, her breath was hot, leaving many wet marks. The man was already in high desire, and Tao Mutong's coquettishness made him a little difficult to control himself. He immediately decided to indulge him again. He pinched Tao Mutong's chin and asked, "Do you miss me?" Tao Mutong nodded desperately, "Yes..."
"Are you going to see other men?" This sentence stimulated Tao Mutong, and he began to tremble violently. The man asked again, "Are you going again? Who do you like..." Tao Mutong felt that his reason was gradually overwhelmed by desire. He didn't understand why the man had to know whether he had someone he liked. Tao Mutong's relationship with them was not proper. The man forced him to be together. The so-called sweetness was just an illusion.
What's the point of asking these questions? The man didn't get an answer, his tone became cold, and he pinched Tao Mutong hard with his hand, "You don't want to tell me, right? You'd better not let me know who it is, otherwise I will send your photo to him." "No... Woo woo..." Fear and pain made Tao Mutong tremble all over, but he still didn't say anything. The man snorted coldly, "Can other men satisfy you so much? Ah! Speak."
Tao Mutong wanted to escape from the man in shame, but the man held him tightly. During the stalemate, Tao Mutong's arms were pinched purple, "No... Don't..." "Then who do you like?" The man deliberately tempted Tao Mutong, "Tell me... I'll break his legs." Tao Mutong didn't care whether the man's words were true. His fear of the man had already penetrated into his bones, and he couldn't help sobbing in his throat, "I like... I like you... Husband... Woo woo..."