Doctor, My Bottom Half is Wet Again Chapter 2
NSFW WARNING!!! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS ADULT MATERIAL. ADULTS ONLY.
Zhao Qiming regretfully spoke: “It seems you cannot continue.”
An Hua breathed heavily for a while, then reached out and grabbed the sleeve of Zhao Qiming’s white blouse, his voice carrying a hint of pleading:
“It’s fine, it’s fine, doctor, please continue.”
“Alright, but…”
Zhao Qiming’s wet fingers glided around the a.n.u.s to the manhood beneath, lightly stroking it.
“Let’s take care of the problem in the front first.”
Zhao Qiming’s hands were born to hold a scalpel. They were warm and dry, soft and powerful. Right now, his two hands were gently holding An Hua’s erect male object. His thumb circled the head of the p.e.n.i.s, making An Hua’s heart itch along with it. An Hua finally couldn’t stand it anymore. He lay flat on his back, lifting his waist and brought his p.e.n.i.s into Zhao Qiming’s hands while his mouth moaned loudly.
“Ah~~ it feels good, doctor, it feels so good, ah~. Hurry, hurry up a bit, I really like it.”
The tone of An Hua’s voice wasn’t as deep as a mature man’s, but clear and immature like a high school boy’s. Right now, this clear tone was dyed with the color of l.u.s.t, heightening the seduction.
Zhao Qiming listened to him moan, feeling his lower body also rapidly hardening. His thin trousers had no way of holding back his great desire. Because of that, Zhao Qiming decisively removed his belt. Inside his pants, he wasn’t wearing any underwear. Luckily the white blouse helped cover him.
An Hua was s.p.a.cing out, but he immediately saw this scene. His eyes stared at Zhao Qiming’s p.e.n.i.s. The size compared to his was completely different.
“What’s wrong, were you scared by it? Shouldn’t you also help me?”
Zhao Qiming spoke while pulling An Hua’s hand to drape over his own male object.
An Hua temporarily forgot himself. He grasped Zhao Qiming’s p.e.n.i.s and got up, kneeling on the bed. He lifted his head and asked:
“Can I?”
Zhao Qiming understood the meaning behind those words. He lifted his fingers to stroke An Hua’s lips, saying:
“Of course you can, I’ll be troubling you.”
A smile blossomed on An Hua’s face. He lowered his head and kissed the large thick object. He kissed in a line from the head downwards, using the tip of his tongue to drag a straight line along the shaft. A strong masculine odor hit him in the face. An Hua opened his mouth and sucked on one of the t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es, saliva trickling down from the corner of his mouth. After sucking for a while, An Hua spit out the t.e.s.t.i.c.l.e and sucked the head into his mouth instead. He opened his mouth wide, wanting to swallow the entire thing.
“Ah~” Zhao Qiming comfortably raised his head and closed his eyes. He stroked An Hua’s hair with one hand before pressing the other’s head down deeply.
An Hua was pressed so hard that the head of the p.e.n.i.s. .h.i.t the deepest part of his pharynx, causing him to gag. However his head was pressed down with no way of coming up. An Hua sobbed a few times and struggled slightly. He was about to suffocate.
Zhao Qiming let go of him, squinted his eyes and said:
“Alright, let’s change to another position.”
After that, Zhao Qiming pushed An Hua onto the bed. He lifted one of An Hua’s legs and grabbed his own p.e.n.i.s, stabbing into the entrance of the a.n.u.s.
An Hua didn’t have the chance to breathe before a heat that made his whole body flush was channeled from his r.e.c.t.u.m. He followed his desires, tightly curling his toes. He looked at Zhao Qiming thirstily, hoping the person in front of him could powerfully pierce him. An Hua’s hands pulled at the white dress shirt that was wrinkled a long time ago, exposing a smooth white chest. Two pink cherry blossom petals stood straight up, arousing Zhao Qiming. He lowered his head and sucked one into his mouth, using his hand to stroke the other at the same time.
An Hua sighed in satisfaction, hugging Zhao Qiming’s head as he moaned full of l.u.s.t.
“Ah… Doctor, my nipples itch. Doctor, your licking is so comfortable. I want, I want more, ah~. My bottom half is wet again, the bottom wants it too.”
“What else do you want? If the patient doesn’t say so clearly, the doctor also has no way of treating the sickness.”
Zhao Qiming rubbed one of his nipples and smiled while speaking.
“Ah, I want the doctor’s great p.e.n.i.s… to strongly f.u.c.k me… to death.”
Zhao Qiming immediately brought his gun into combat. He supported his meat rod and stabbing it into An Hua’s small hole. The small hole was already overflowing with fluid and was exploited by the fingers earlier, so the meat rod entered very smoothly. However Zhao Qiming’s p.e.n.i.s was both large and long. Halfway in, it got stuck, making both people feel tortured.
Zhao Qiming began to gently rock back and forth. Each time he purposefully stabbed deeply inside and finally managed to bring the entirety of his meat inside.
“Ah… Ah… Mm… Mm…” The intense waves gradually made An Hua’s moans break into low gasps.
After a hundred rounds of rocking back and forth, the intense pleasure rushed straight up into his brain. Zhao Qiming stood with a straight back, shooting strand after strand of s.e.m.e.n deep inside the r.e.c.t.u.m, filling up the small crowded s.p.a.ce. An Hua moaned loudly, also reaching climax. Although his hard erect p.e.n.i.s wasn’t comforted, it still immediately shot out a load. s.e.m.e.n drizzled onto his chest and stomach. Zhao Qiming lay on top of An Hua and rested for a while, then gradually pulled out his half erect meat rod. It was sticky with s.e.m.e.n, dripping drop by drop onto An Hua’s body. An Hua was s.p.a.cing out, but seeing that, he began to recover a bit of his reasoning. He looked at Zhao Qiming’s meat rod and swallowed his saliva.
An Hua crawled up, once again kneeling in front of Zhao Qiming. He brought the other man’s p.e.n.i.s into his mouth, using the tip of his tongue to lick clean the s.e.m.e.n mixed with his own intestinal fluid.
After finishing everything, An Hua lifted his head, licking the fluid at the corner of his lips: “Doctor, it tasted so good, I want more.”