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Intro. (You Wei Ying) A black rope in two rings wraps around the shoulders, intertwining on the back with those that stretch from the ankles. Lan Zhan ties the last knots to firmly fasten the bent legs. He would be lying if he said that he was not aroused by how beautifully the newly tightened weaves lay on the skin and how the skin was slightly stretched at the points of contact with the rope. Helpless Wei Ying, with his legs spread apart, he can't even move his arm, completely open to Lan Zhan. Wangji leans towards Wei Ying, spreading her buttocks apart, running his tongue along the clenched hole. The body under him whines and tries to crawl away from the touch, but the ropes stretch on the pale skin, not allowing him to move. "Lan Zhan, don't..."Did I allow you to speak?" the low voice sounded low and calm. He's already too excited, if it goes on like this, the game will end very quickly. Both don't want this, so Lan Zhan takes a thinner cord and loops it in two turns

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