Chapter 5

Late at night, everything is silent, and even in the city, the lonely neon lights seem much quieter.

And what was happening in my bedroom at this moment seemed to be a disharmonious factor that destroyed this quiet night.

Once a woman's vagina is unblocked, everything else seems to be less important. With the first thrusting, it will naturally occur countless times.

As the number of thrusts increased, although the previous tight wrapping feeling could still be felt during the next many times, it was obviously not as difficult as before.

Moreover, as the thrusting gradually increased, the old man could clearly feel that every time he inserted it after pulling out, the big cock that he was proud of could fall into the cavity wrapped in tender flesh.

Sure enough, even a child can produce a vagina from which even a man's cock is beyond ordinary people, how can it not be fully accommodated?

Guji~!Guji~!Guji~!

As the frequency of the old man's extraction and insertion increased, the mucus secreted by the woman's vagina gradually became more viscous, and at the same time it turned into a milky white piece like semen.

Not only the old man, as the object of being fucked, his wife could clearly feel it. It seemed that the hot balls ignited by his internal organs would all the feelings that arise when he went in and out of his vagina.

The thick penis stretched open his tight vagina to the greatest extent, and perhaps the tender flesh and wrinkles in his vagina were completely expanded into a flat appearance.

Because whenever the glans crown, which is like a scraper, is pulled out of her vagina, the wife can feel every trace of itch in her private parts, and is scraped by the glans.

What made my wife even more crazy was that the pleasure of scratching her vagina was not over yet, and the glans, which was tightly entangled by the opening of her vagina, returned to her inside her in the thick and long stem body.

The indescribable sense of oppression kept forcing me, and even when the glans hit the mouth of my tender uterus, he didn't plan to stop and continued to explore deeper.

The wife kept confronting her, and she felt that the internal organs of her body could not stop the old man who seemed to be in aging.

At this moment, the pleasure of sexual intercourse is like the comfort brought by subconsciously after being bitten by a mosquito, and the comfort brought by sexual intercourse is far ten thousand times more refreshing than the feeling brought by scratching a mosquito bag.

Moreover, this feeling occurs from one's lower abdomen and quickly dissipates to every skin around one's body. Even every cell that makes up one's body can feel the pleasure brought by reproductive sex.

Although his wife kept reminding herself in her mind that it was not the man who belonged to her who brought her happiness, the comfort she felt by her body did not care who the man was pressed on her, but just kept reminding her master of the happiness she was experiencing at this moment.

People who are immersed in happiness will eventually become slaves to happiness, which is especially true for women. Even if they are determined, falling into trouble is just a matter of time.

Gradually, the wife's consciousness became weaker. The endless pleasure made her give up thinking and pursue the instinct of physical happiness. She subconsciously separated her long legs on the old man's waist and raised her vagina so that the old man pressed on her body would insert it smoothly.

When the wife made changes and cooperated with the old man, the sex was completely in full swing.

Looking at the woman under her, she still turned her head and looked aside, not daring to look at her, but the old man also knew that this was the only dignity she could retain when facing herself who raped her at this moment.

The old man did not force this, but continued to work hard and looked down from time to time, wanting to see how long he could still send his penis into the woman's vagina.

Guji...guji...guji...pa; Ah um~~~~~~!

I don’t know how long it took, when the old man felt his lower abdomen hit the soft flesh under his crotch for the first time, the old man was stunned for a moment as the woman moaned.

Looking down at the waist and hips that were already tightly attached to each other, the old man finally realized that he had completely occupied this woman.

And my wife, the perfect woman who was pressed by this old man at this moment, had a new feeling in this sex.

His vagina had been discovered to the greatest extent by the old man. As the hot glans was beating, it kept spraying heat into his uterus that was enough to dispel all the coolness.

Tightly against his hips, the hard pubic hair was faintly teasing the woman's most sensitive reproductive organs and clitoris, as well as the scrotum that had been attached to his anus, hot and cool. His wife knew that it contained strong genetic genes that could allow women to reproduce.

Under this strong oppression, happiness and the instincts of conquered females are gradually awakening. In an instant, my wife even had the illusion that only such a man was given a illusion to inject semen to conceive herself.

But this feeling was only a moment. When my wife thought of this, she seemed to have made her last struggle. She turned around and turned around and was about to remind the old man not to cum inside.

But before he could say anything, the old man started to move again, but it was completely opposite to the gentle and strong thrusting before.

The old man's movements suddenly began to become crazy, and the movement of twisting his waist and hips suddenly began to accelerate rapidly. The massive pull and violent insertion continued to alternate, and even the loose skin was thrown up.

Faced with this violent thrust like a pile driver, the wife lifted her vagina and unlocked a new feeling again. The hot and rapid pleasure made the wife who had experienced this kind of sexual intercourse for the first time no longer care about her dignity.

AhAhAh!～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!!Tap!AhAhAhAh!!!~~~~~~~~ Please...be gentle.

Just a few simple words, the wife told to fuck her cannot say it coherently, and even if she said it, the old man didn't care and still maintained the frequency and strength of his own.

The perky peach buttocks act as the most perfect cushion at this moment. Whenever the old man hits his hips and hits his wife's buttocks, the perky and compact buttocks will cause ripples like waves.

Smack sex~~!!!!!!!

emmmmmmmm ～！！！！！！

The rapid thrust and thrust hard, which made the wife, who could not breathe, could only bit her teeth tightly and make a long sound. The cock was pulled out and inserted violently, bringing out more white mucus, and splashed around with the two of them colliding.

When endless pleasure came and was about to send his wife to a new climax, the old man suddenly stopped and just inserted his entire cock into his tight vagina without reservation, feeling the rapid pulsation and massage the guiding tender flesh, but never thrust like before again.

At this moment, my wife suddenly opened her eyes in a sense of missing, looking at the old man on her body. Although there was lingering disgust in her eyes, she was more anxious and puzzled.

In this regard, the old man certainly would not let his wife wait too long, unbutton his arms that were buckled on his wife's shoulders, straighten his upper body and unbutton his suppression of his wife's body.

As a chill swept across his upper body, his wife suddenly became a little more awake, but her strong desire and dissatisfaction still made her wait quietly for the old man's next move.

Feeling the hot big hand covered with calluses to both sides of his slender waist, then crawled under him to wrap his waist around him. He didn't understand what he was going to do with his wife, and suddenly felt a strong sense of weightlessness.

When he came to his senses, his wife realized that she had been picked up by an old man and sat in her arms.

The two changed from the missionary's sexual intercourse posture to sitting face to face with each other, which made the wife, who was already ashamed of her entering sex state, even more ashamed, and subconsciously lowered her beautiful face.

Through the gap between her huge breasts, what his wife saw was that her crotch was tightly pressed against the man's lower abdomen at this moment, and the endless joy that had just brought her had disappeared, and was hidden in the tight vagina that once belonged to her and was only allowed to visit by her husband alone.

Although this was not something I voluntarily accepted, it is undeniable that this pussy that belonged to me still welcomed a second man, and it was also this ugly and old man.

Reality did not give my wife too much time to be sad. As the hands that were originally surrounded by her waist slid down, as her five fingers tightly clasped on her tight and perky buttocks, an upward force came from under her.

The awakened wife realized that she had been thrown up by the old man in her arms, and the honey flesh in her vagina once again felt the pleasure of the glans passing by.

As the body fell, the glans pressed heavily on the mouth of the uterus again, and the familiar heat rushed into his uterus.

The friction of the genitals was completed in such a way that the wife, who was about to reach orgasm, quickly walked towards a deeper abyss.

The body is no longer controlled by consciousness, and the instinct makes the wife respond to every second of sex. Amid the itchy friction of the genitals, her slender legs are crossed on the old man's thin waist.

Whenever the fall after being thrown up, the wife's body is also using the weight of inertia to put the entire old man's penis into his vagina.

Smack sex!

The new sex symphony is played by these men and women who do not belong to each other, but it does not seem awkward, but instead shows that it does not have harmony.

The sitting position was told to thrust, causing his wife's huge H-cup breasts to jump in front of the old man with great force during the friction of the genitals.

As the sitting posture sexual intercourse gradually became increasingly, the old man finally noticed this majestic miracle. At this moment, under the reproductive instinct, he showed the agility that he should not have at his age.

He looked at the pattern of the nipples beating, just like a child drinking milk, suddenly stretched his head and pouted his lips and took the beating breasts on his wife's left. The cheeks on his face were sunk inward. While sucking the areola vigorously, he also swept the completely raised nipples with his tongue.

His wife, whose lower body genitals and breasts were stimulated at the same time, responded immediately, and suddenly raised her head and shook her waterfall-like hair.

At the same time, he subconsciously raised his chest and raised his plump and huge breasts so that the old man could play more conveniently and convey more happiness to himself.

Drink ~~!!!Ah!!~~~~Ah!~~~~~~Yeah!~~!!!!

The moans made by the wife who was completely immersed in the sensuality were less painful and rejection, more of the stickiness and obsession, and a hint of encouragement that other people's wife should not have.

This seemed to be a march of blowing the general attack. The old man grabbed his wife's peach buttocks tightly, allowing the eating and smooth buttocks to overflow from his fingers, throwing them up and putting them down at a faster speed.

My wife, who was already on the verge of orgasm, finally arrived at her second orgasm tonight under the violent friction of the genitals. She suddenly stretched out her slender arms, and the poster said the old man's head full of gray and sparse hair, pressed him tightly on his chest, buried the old man's entire face in his breast room, and his body began to tremble at an extremely high frequency.

At this moment, the old man also realized that his wife's orgasm was coming. He let go of his control of his buttocks, but grabbed his slender waist tightly and pressed his crotch tightly.

At the same time, he stuffed his entire penis into the vagina, leaving only the swollen scrotum tightly against his wife's buttocks, and felt the vaginal honey trembling, and massaged his penis without any dead corners.

Perhaps it is because a woman's vagina is too tight, and even the glans crown that cannot be stimulated during orgasm can be massaged.

At this moment, the two of them were tightly pressing against each other, hoping to blend each other into each other's bodies. Even the huge breasts were pressed into a cake because of their efforts to approach each other's chests, and the instinctive breasts overflowed a lot from both sides of their tightly pressed bodies.

Feeling the glans that kept spraying heat into the uterus, his wife raised her beautiful face and gasped violently, experiencing the extreme pleasure that she had never experienced in life.

Finally, when the strongest feeling passed, my wife's raised body instantly collapsed as if she had been pulled away from her back.

The old man who had been stuck in his breasts also got a chance to breathe, stretched out his disgusting tongue, and licked the fragrant sweat that stuck his wife to her mouth.

Then he raised one hand and rubbed his wife's breasts, a slanderous smile appeared on his face and said sarcastically: Are you feeling happy to be fucked until orgasm?

It was like using a blade to wake up the wife who was experiencing the afterglow of orgasm. But what the man said was a fact after all, and although he was unwilling to admit it, he could not refute it.

The shame made his wife lower his head. After a while, he subconsciously glanced out the window. He realized that his wife was almost at the early morning and finally spoke up and made a final struggle:

Hurry up and shoot, it’s easy to leave after you finish shooting!

In fact, this is also a questioning change of direction and admitting the man. After all, if you are unhappy, the woman will directly scold her and call the police and call the police for being raped.

Old men are very good at dealing with women, so they naturally understand the deep meaning of this sentence. The woman in her arms is encouraging herself to continue fucking her.

The stimulation of the penis when his wife was climaxing just now made the old man feel that he was almost over. He just thought of what the woman said just now. In order to make his wife remember what happened tonight, he had to leave a mark on her body.

After realizing this, the old man let go of his hand and returned to his back covered with fine sweat beads, pushing his wife down and lying on the bed.

Then he grabbed the legs that had just been wrapped around his waist and carried them on his shoulders. Perhaps he realized what position the man should use. In order to avoid the important things he couldn't remember when he was crazy for a while, his wife subconsciously wanted to speak.

But unexpectedly, the man had already pressed his upper body over, and his straight legs completely pointed to the sky, and his body was folded in half like a shrimp.

The strong chest tightness made the wife not say what she wanted to say, and until the man adjusted his new position, he still couldn't say what she wanted the man to pull out and ejaculate for the third time, and the man started moving.

After stuttering slowly twice, feeling the forbidden honey meat and his cock entangled, and at the same time, he confirmed that this posture did not cause any harm to his wife's body.

The old man turned on the crazy mode again, and this time the crazy was even more violent than before. The penis was quickly pulled out and inserted, which quickly secreted more mucus from his wife's vagina, allowing the thick and long penis to flow in and out smoother.

The hot genital friction and the posture that can make the dick deeper allow the wife to feel that her body is being developed like never before, and a feeling that makes her feel terrifying but seductive seems to be gradually awakening.

However, as the wife, who was sweeping over like a tide, had no time to think about these things. She could only do her best to raise her crotch so that the old man could insert the penis so that he could occupy his vagina more.

Suddenly, the thick cock began to beat violently. My wife, who had been married for many years, knew what this meant, but this beating made her vagina, which was expanded to the extreme, expand even more to the surroundings.

The extreme sense of fulfillment and the burning breath that kept pouring into the cervix made the wife reach orgasm again. The reproductive instinct made the uterus drop naturally, preventing the bacteria from entering the cervix of the fertility organs. It was also awakened by the man's thrusting, constantly sucking the glans and urethra that was spraying hot, as if calling it to spray the seeds they were looking forward to quickly.

Suddenly, the old man's speed suddenly slowed down, but the insertion force became even more intense.

Under such stimulation, my wife forgot that the man who was about to breed him was not her husband. She had originally grasped the slender jade hand tightly under the bed sheet, and suddenly grabbed her calves, and then used all her strength to spread the straight legs like ivory to both sides.

The conception position that most aroused the beastly words in the man's heart was waiting for the glans hidden deepest in his wife's vagina to ejaculate the semen that made him become his mother.

The old man also noticed this. In response, he used all his strength, inserted it a few times, concentrated all his strength on his waist and hips, and pushed hard towards the woman's crotch.

At the same time, in order to support his raised upper body, the pair of felt hands subconsciously grabbed his wife's breasts. Five fingers that looked like eagle claws were deeply trapped in the smooth breasts, allowing Ruan Rou, who overflowed from the gaps of her fingers to wrap her five fingers in it.

At this point, the sexual intercourse has come to the final procedure, and the two have been stimulated enough to open up all paths from the scrotum to the ovary.

The old man who entered orgasm trembled as his body trembled, and a stream of semen ejaculated into the woman's vagina.

Under the action of instinct, these sperm rushed out of the scrotum and passed through the long vas deferens to leave the owner's body from the geese of the glans.

Driven by high stress, they penetrated into the woman's cervix and entered the sacred uterus that nurture life. Driven by gene carrying procedures, they enter the woman's ovary to find the one that allows themselves.

And the wife, who was also immersed in orgasm, felt the depths of her body that she had never felt before, being washed by the rolling heat flow from the man's glans and urethra.

Whenever a heat current rushed in, the wife would subconsciously break her legs a little wider, so that the next heat current that was enough to make her pregnant enter again without any hindrance.

At this moment, the wife, who was pressed by the man's hands, had difficulty breathing, but compared to the time produced by the mating, it seemed like the pleasure of stopping.

I don’t know how many seeds the man injected, but when his breathing became smooth, his wife, who came to her senses, found that the old man who had just injected semen into him was already lying on her.

However, the breasts that I was proud of, once alone, fell into the hands of the old man again, changing into various shapes.

Feeling the penis that was still soft in his vagina, my wife subconsciously controlled the muscles in her lower body and wanted to squeeze it out, but after trying it a few times, it still couldn't do it.

Realizing that he could not end this ridiculous night by himself alone, his wife, who had already woken up, frowned and said reluctantly: Why are you still doing inside after you have ejaculated?Go quickly, or I will call the police.

The old man seemed to have never heard of it, and was still playing with the soft and tender breasts that became more swollen and plump after orgasm, and even stuck out his tongue from time to time to lick it.

The old man's tongue swept across his nipples, and his wife's body subconsciously trembled, but she still tried her best to push the old man pressing on her from her.

But after the orgasm, my delicate body was not able to do such a thing. In desperation, my wife had to speak again: Go on, you can do this again, I'll call the police!What should you do if you ask Yangyang to do then?

Perhaps Wang Chunyang's name restored the old man's sanity. After letting go of his mastery of his breasts, the old man straightened his upper body and looked at my wife condescendingly, his eyes full of playfulness.

My wife, who thought it was her best friend's name, really worked. She relaxed her body subconsciously controlled her body to reach the backpack by the window, where she had her own cell phone. At the same time, she also said: I will pretend that nothing has happened before when you leave. If you don't leave, I will really call Yangyang!

Just as my wife's fingertips were about to touch the bag, she suddenly felt a hot and hard ball of flesh hit the mouth of her uterus in her vagina.

At this moment, my wife's eyes were full of shock. She was the only one with my sexual experience. She never thought that a man could recover after ejaculation once.

The reason why the old man was so procrastinating just now was to buy time for his penis to recover. At this time, he had completely recovered and was ready for the next ejaculation.

In the unbelievable gaze of his wife, the old man pressed on her again, then leaned into his ear and whispered: The error has happened. Is there a difference between once and twice?Didn’t you be happy when I fucked you just now?Anyway, it has happened. Tonight, let’s indulge in tonight. After tomorrow, we will each return to our own in life.

These words seemed to be magical. Feeling the penis that was thrusting in his vagina again, awakening the pleasure that had just dissipated, and his wife seemed to be possessed.

But she never thought that her good friend had clearly said that she would wait for her husband downstairs, but now her husband is ready to continue working on herself.

The cock that had ejaculated once became harder and bigger. It was easy for his wife, whose lust had not completely dissipated, recalled the ultimate ecstasy pleasure just now.

There was no time to think about that little disharmony. At this moment, the only thing my wife thought was: it was Ah, the mistake had already happened. As long as it was really, there was no difference between once and twice tonight, and after tonight, I would return to my usual self.

As the woman under her eyes gradually became blurred, the familiar and ecstatic screams came from her red lips, and a deep sense of satisfaction appeared in the old man's eyes.

He had already taken the first step on the road to conquer this woman, and seemed to think of the debauchery scene of his future wife and Wang Chunyang having fun under him at the same time. The disgusting smile on the corner of his mouth became even more intense.

But what he didn't know was that the better he thought about the future, the further the facts would often deviate.

……

Time retreated back to the nightclub where Wang Chunyang was located an hour ago.

This city is not big or small. Although it is not the first time I met my staff in a nightclub, it is different this time.

As an employee who will only join the company tomorrow, and is also a foreigner, Wang Chunyang was a little surprised when he was recognized.

Do you know me?

He was playing with the transparent cup containing red wine in his hand. Although he was a dark-skinned black man in front of him, Wang Chunyang still had the unique arrogance of a high-ranking person and the majesty that he should have when looking at the lower-ranking person.

Taking off the camera hanging around my neck and put it on the bar counter, Nig sat on the stool very skillfully, looking at Wang Chunyang and saying: As the company I applied for, knowing him is the quality that every interviewer should possess, right?

After saying that, Nig said to the bartender who was wiping the cup not far away: Sir, please give me a scarlet Mary, and give this beautiful lady a blue witch, thank you.

If Wang Chunyang was in such an environment, when facing such a man's chat, he would not understand at all. He just didn't know if the black man in front of him was about to become his subordinate and felt the sense of security subconsciously.

Or maybe I think of the jealousy that my old man at this moment, with his own encouragement, and with his best sisters on a big bed, he was doing things to reproduce offspring.

The strong woman who is good at treating other men on weekdays did not speak up and block the slightly strange black man in front of her, but instead watched his performance with a playful look.

Just as the excitement was just getting caught, the black man was silent like this, just fiddling with his camera on his own, leaving only behind the bartender between the two, the bartender was flying up and down with the utensils.

A moment later, the wine glasses in red and blue were pushed to them by the bartender:

Scarlet Mary and Blue Ape, I wish you two had a wonderful night.

For the bartender, this sentence is just a formulaic response from him, but for the couple in front of him who only saw each other in the photos before, it was indeed the beginning of igniting ambiguousness.

Looking at Nig who was fiddling with the camera, Wang Chunyang picked up the blue charm he gave to him, took a sip, then supported his chin with one hand, and still looked at the black man with that playful smile and joked: I have seen it from your resume that you have a photography hobby, but on such a night, if you are holding a beauty here and fiddling with the camera, are you a little disrespectful to me?

After saying that, Wang Chunyang stretched out his slender hand. After hearing this, Nig put down the camera in his hand. Seeing his boss's movements, he was stunned for a moment and quickly handed out his camera.

After watching the strong woman in front of him pick up the camera, Nig picked up his own scarlet Mary, and took a sip and said: Mr. Wang, don’t you know that in front of your cold flag like a snowy mountain, any man will become ashamed of himself?

I think that on this wonderful night, with so many men's spys, I can stand out from it and invite you to have a drink, which is more than those gentlemen.

A perfect compliment made Wang Chunyang, who was looking at his photo in the camera, stunned for a moment, and soon a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Nodding was considered as an acknowledgement of the black man's words, and continued to look down at his own photo in the camera. It was a scene where he sat alone and pondered after refusing a man to pick up a conversation.

In the photo, my sitting posture perfectly shows the curves of my body. Combined with the slightly swept long hair and the melancholy eyes, it forms a perfect contrast with the cold temperament I exudes.

It gives people a feeling of being pity-like, and it also gives people a gentle finger-wrinkle after the ice and snow melts.

After nodding with satisfaction, although Wang Chunyang's mouth was still playful, there was a hint of gentleness in his smile and he said to the black man softly: You seem to have taken my photo without my knowledge. Don't you want to explain it?.

When Nig heard this, he turned his head to look at Wang Chunyang's beautiful side face and said with a smile: Although it is offensive to say this, for women, time is a deadly poison, and she will take away your best years and years without mercy.

My ex-girlfriend used to like to ask me to take photos of her. She said that when she was young, she could also share with me the beauty of our youth with her through photos. It was like the warm afternoon sunshine, which made people feel happy.

It’s just a pity that time takes away not only our beautiful memories, but also my ex-girlfriend.

You speak Chinese very well, and many idioms are very good!Without being stingy with his praise, Wang Chunyang returned the camera to Nig, and after the other party took it, he added: Remember to give it to me after washing the photo.

Neg only used four self-replies to this: The pleasure is so great!

The topic ended, and the two fell into a brief silence again. At this moment, Wang Chunyang thought of his old man.

Immersed in this deformed love relationship, Wang Chunyang involuntarily imagined his future years. Perhaps when he was in his 40s, he would raise a child who was not his own and miss the old man who brought happiness to his body alone.

Especially at this moment, she remembered her old man, and poured the semen that should have been sprayed into her uterus into her best friend's uterus, asking her to give birth to him, and then let herself raise the child.

For a moment, endless bleakness and sadness filled Wang Chunyang's heart, and he couldn't help but feel a little unbalanced.

Mr. Wang, although I don’t know why, I can feel that you are in a bad mood!

A slightly unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared, awakening Wang Chunyang and let her subconsciously look at the black man beside her. The things in her heart were a bit incredible to others, so she naturally would not speak to others easily.

Looking at the black man's concerned gaze, Wang Chunyang finally shook his head indifferently, and then smiled and said: It's nothing, it's just a small matter.

Although the proud and cold woman in front of her said this, Nig could know that what she said just now was not true, but the relationship between them has not reached the point of sharing private affairs. If you ask questions, it will reveal your ambitions in your heart.

So after thinking for a while, he turned to look at the dance floor of the nightclub and said with a smile: Well, although it is a trivial matter, people's hearts are limited. If you pretend to have too many thoughts, you will collapse over time.

The existence of this kind of place appears for such reasons. It is better for us to join them. Perhaps this can vent our emotions in our hearts, and this can also reduce the pressure on our body and mind a lot.

Following the black man's words, Wang Chunyang also turned to look at the dance floor, where countless young men and women twisted their bodies in a dynamic rhythm, showing everything they were most beautiful to the people around him.

The crazy commotion made her, who had not been involved for a long time, frown involuntarily. At this moment, the black man also added with great thoughtfulness: If we don’t go in, we will interact on the dance floor. Don’t worry, as your prospective subordinate, I will protect you, my leader.

After saying that, the black man drank all his drinks in one gulp, then handed his camera to the bartender, asked him to help keep it, and then reached out his black hand and handed it to Wang Chunyang.

Looking at the black hand in front of him, Wang Chunyang's mind instantly saw the memories of his ex-husband. When the two met for the first time, he invited him.

Wang Chunyang still remembers the beauty between the two that night, the happy memories of the past, his own worries, and Nig's gentleman, which completely let the beautiful president put down his new defenses.

After drinking his blue charming girl, he put his delicate fingertips on the black man's palm.

Feeling the warm and soft jade in the palm of his palm, the black man restrained the beast in his heart, but gently pinched the woman's fingers and led her from the aisle to the edge of the dance floor.

As a black man, he was born with his own artistic talent, which quickly found the rhythm of music, twisting his body in a slightly wild but not implicit way.

Under the man's encouraging eyes, Wang Chunyang also instantly found the feeling of his youth. After the initial shyness and twisting, he quickly began to twist his graceful body.

As the female president gradually became better, in the dance floor, she quickly stood out with her outstanding figure and talent, instantly attracting countless wild butterflies.

Faced with the intentional approach of many men, Nig also fully played the role of a flower protector. Whenever a wild man who wanted to have a kiss on his face, he could always use his wild dance posture to isolate those men and leave a suitable space for Wang Chunyang.

Although all this was silent, Wang Chunyang, who was in the business world, quietly fell into his eyes. Such a gentleman made the female president feel a little more favorable to the black man who was about to become his subordinate employees.

But slowly, more and more men approached like thieves with those dirty thoughts, and Nig was also trying his best to stop them.

But the price of doing so is that the space left for them has become smaller, and the bodies of the two are getting closer and closer under their pressure.

If it were normal for Wang Chunyang to face such a situation, he would definitely speak up as soon as possible and tell Nig that he was tired and wanted to go back and rest.

But for some reason today, as the two got closer and closer, the pungent masculine aura penetrated into his mind, but Wang Chunyang couldn't open his mouth to end first, just letting that aura make him dizzy.

Finally, the two were forced to a corner, Wang Chunyang leaned against the wall, his eyes seemed to be closed, maintaining a slightly drunk state, and still twisting his body wantonly.

Until suddenly, Wang Chunyang, who was twisting his body, suddenly felt his chest touching a soft but not hard wall.

The sudden strange touch made Wang Chunyang slightly pry open his eyes, and then he realized that the distance between the black man and him was already close to his face.

Looking at the mountain-like figure, Wang Chunyang suddenly felt throbbing in his heart, and a burning air flow dissipated from his chest and lower abdomen to his limbs and bones.

Wang Chunyang, who was cold on the surface but willing to sink under the old man's crotch for a long time, still didn't understand what he felt at the moment?

But Wang Chunyang still knows himself. Under normal circumstances, even if he drinks a little wine, he will not be in heat to a strange man. There is only one possibility for this situation now.

That is, his old man wants to get it done in one step and let himself and his best friend serve him in bed tonight.

In other words, the medicine I gave to the old man was not poured all the time on my best friend's cup, and part of it was poured into my own cup.