弃物 7

"But it's a heat cycle, right? It's amazing that I can only feel this much pheromone from the heat cycle, Omega, but it's true that I've been picked on more."

"Huh, please, uh, come on...…how can you--.”

A man who couldn't stand it anymore grabbed his pants. Alpha's dark eyes looking down at the man become sharper.

"Turn your hips this way and open them."

The drowsy voice was frighteningly strong. The power to overwhelm the opponent. He already knew that it was not only his temper, Choi Woo-sung Alpha, but also his innate disposition and position.

"Hold on properly. 'Cause you might be a mop today.

The man's open mouth could hardly be shut. Hot and humid breaths were flowing down the chin to the saliva. I was out of my mind. Rubbing his forehead on a messy floor, the man continued to teach.

I felt like I was going crazy. His hips melted and were eating the huge chase of Alpha, which was overshadowed by the fact that he had never been attached to another man. I can't even count how many times I've begged. Alpha, who has been hitting his butt several times, was already a mudslide in the lower half of his body.

The sound of wet skin interlocking was unbelievably lewd. I couldn't even think of a noisy outside situation. It seemed as if there was a perfect path for Alpha's genitals on the inner wall where no one had ever entered.

"Ugh, uh...…more…more deeply…….”

The man was agitated and begged. When Alpha tried to stop moving for a while, he was impatient and shook his back. He held onto my penis, which was constantly dripping like a broken faucet, and rubbed it with his hand, and the man kept on and on like a prostitute who took medicine.

"Amazing, really. I've heard that the Omega in the heat cycle is making me get hooked, but I didn't expect it to be this bad.”

"Ah, ah, ah-!"