Miaomiao came back after more than eight months of training. I drove to the train station to pick her up home. When she got home, she hugged my neck and called me brother intimately while pressing her soft body tightly into my arms. Only then did I finally release myself from the abstinence that had been around for more than three months.
That night I lay beside Miaomiao, looking at her snow-white naked back facing my back, and the familiar body fragrance from Miaomiao's body came from my nose. I felt relieved. I slept very comfortably that night, and I didn't even have a dream.
He woke up at 8 o'clock the next morning and walked out of Chen Xue's shadow.
The small separation is better than the newlyweds, but I have been with it for less than half a year. I feel that the adjective of scumbag is not worthy of me. It must be a scumbag and a pervert, because I have an affair again, and this affair is a bit unbearable. I am a KTV singer.
He was even younger than me. The girl's real name was Qiu Ping, and her flower name in KTV was called milk bottle.
Indeed, her breasts are not small, but it is not an exaggeration. She is just a little plump according to her figure and weight. However, she has a cute loli face, her mouth and nose are particularly delicate and small, and her eyes are relatively large. It is said that the bridge of the nose and chin have been slightly tidied, but it is not the kind of thing you can see that you have plastic surgery at a glance. It is probably because she spent a lot of money to hire a professor-level doctor.
I met Zhao Dong, who passed the bottle. That day, Zhao Dong organized a high school class reunion and forced him to drink from four in the afternoon until after eight in the evening. Then he had to go to sing with his tongue. At first, I didn't want to go, but this guy stared at me and kept watching me and didn't let me run away. So at half past nine, he arrived at a business KTV with luxurious faces that Zhao Dong had a member. After the lady came up, I pretended to be transparent and had been stuck in the water and didn't choose a platform. The feeling of invisibility was quite strong. In less than an hour, among the five classmates who came to KTV to sing together, there was a turtle boy who suddenly said loudly, "He's Ah, it's normal for him to not look for a younger sister. His wife is more beautiful than a movie star."
As a result, the audience's eyes were focused, and Zhao Dong called the private room manager directly, and asked the half-old Xu's mother to arrange a good one for me with a look of ruffian.
As a result, the girl was so fucking so hard that she brought the bottle in less than five minutes after going out. When the bottle came into the private room that night, she was wearing a black translucent gauze skirt, which was still a long style that was almost dragged to the ground. She had a slim and sexy figure, and her face was exquisitely made up. As soon as she stood there, the five turtles made a sigh like a cheer, and she was so sad.
As soon as the bottle sat down, it leaned softly on my shoulders, holding my arm tightly, and the hem of the black gauze skirt was still breathing forward.
She wore ultra-thin transparent stockings on her two big white legs and a pair of strappy high-heeled sandals on her feet. Under the neon lights in the private room, the folds shine brightly, full of sensual temptation.
In the next two hours, I was well fed by these turtles. I had drunk a lot when I was in the hotel, and under the urging of this fake wine in KTV, it became more and more, and then it was broken. When I left and how I went to the hotel I had no memory. I only remembered that on the soft big bed of the hotel, I held the bottle and fucked it crazy. I still vaguely remembered that when I was thrusting, the blue elastic jeans on the bottle's legs were only taken to my knees, and the sexy strappy high heels were swaying in front of me.
The next morning, I opened my eyes at around 9 o'clock, and the bottle had not left. Seeing that I woke up, I told me with a sad look that I had forced me to cum without a condom last night.
I recalled it in a daze for a long time, and it seemed that something was true. I vaguely remembered that after ejaculated with the bottle, I pressed my penis against me, and kept pulling it out, saying that I wanted the bottle to give birth to a daughter for me.
After recalling, I was embarrassed to give the bottle money to spend the night, but the bottle told me that Zhao Dong gave the money when he came out of KTV last night.
I covered up my embarrassment and chatted with Xiaobo for half an hour. Xiaobo told me that she had just gone to work in KTV for less than a month and I was the first guest to take her to a hotel to check in.
I actually didn't believe it, so I sighed a few times, and without hesitation, hugged her and fucked her to the fullest. After Zhu Bajie swallowed the ginseng fruit in one bite, he got another one and savored it carefully.
This time I fucked the bottle for more than half an hour. Not to mention, the bottle's breasts were so big and soft that I couldn't even hold one of my hands when I pinched the bottle's slender ankles in the end. When I fucked it openly, the pair of snow-white breasts on her chest were flying up and down, so my eyes couldn't keep up. Anyway, I didn't wear a condom last night, so I still cumed the bottle inward this time, and I saw that I was thrusting my waist and inserted it into the innermost point.
The bottle reacted and was cummed by me again. While complaining in a crying voice, my hands were pushing and shoving my chest in vain. Damn, with the despicable mentality of calculating once more, I pulled out the half-soft cock that was hard again after ejaculation. I didn't make the struggle to get up and rinse the bottle in the bathroom and sit up completely. I forced her to press her on the bed, and then inserted it into the slippery little vagina from the crack of her erect buttocks from behind. In order not to let her struggle with both hands to support her upper body, I simply pressed one of her slender wrists under her body and squeezed her slender waist and hips with my belly, then wrapped one hand over her slender pink neck, covered her little mouth, and fucked her hard like a rape.
After a few moments, she fucked her so hard that she let out a crying muffled moan, which reminded me of the undeleted video of Chen Xue being gang-raped, and then I used myself to be a gang-raped gang-raped gang-raped gang-shoulder. I kept thinking that the bottle was whispering to Chen Xue at that time, and became even more excited and tyrannical. I was so crazy that I was breathing hot while breathing in my little ears that were messy and dispersed with my hair. I said, "You're so happy, you're almost spitting out water from my mouth below. I really like me fucking you so hard."
Actually, I don’t know if she had an orgasm, after all, the semen that had just ejaculated was lubricated enough.
After ejaculating again, I felt satisfied.
When I got up, the bases of my thighs became a little sore, and the bottle just lay on the bed, buried my face in the mattress and didn't rush to rinse my lower body.
I ignored her and went to the bathroom to take a hot shower. As soon as I came out, I took out a cigarette on the sofa, and the bottle stood up from the bed. Then, without saying a word, I went into the bathroom to take a shower.
When I was smoking, I thought to myself that if she had to wear clothes and leave without saying a word, I wouldn't add more money to her.
As a result, the bottle went in and washed it for more than half an hour before coming out. After coming out with a bath towel, he greeted me with a smile and asked me to order one for her too.
Watching her skillfully and skillfully, she held her cigarette in her mouth, took a few puffs from her nose, and blew her hair in front of the mirror.
It has a taste, and the world is so good.
It was almost twelve o'clock, and the bottle was dressed up beautifully. I stepped on the straps and high heels that made me look more and more sexy as I looked at it, and I was about to set off. I moved my eyes away from her sexy little feet, took out my phone and added her WeChat, and transferred another thousand yuan to her. In fact, the KTV girl who launched a night in Jiangzhong costs 3,000 yuan a night, but I really doubted that Zhao Dong was like that last night and could not only give three thousand, so I was not worth it.
The fake smiled at me, then kissed me in the face with a flash, and threw down a more fake thank you boss. After that, the bottle opened the door and left.
Then there will be three or four days when I have nothing to do, I will talk to the bottle and send her a message without replying. If it weren't for sending it out, I would have thought she would have blocked me.
I accompanied the client to socialize again on the weekend. After the first show, I directly proposed to sing and have a second show. Even one of the bosses whom I am more familiar with was a little puzzled, and I actually proposed the second show.
I must have gone to the KTV where the bottle is located, and when I selected the station, I found that there was no bottle. I also called the half-old manager Xu's wife last time and gave me a special instructions, letting the bottle come to accompany me, and don't tell the bottle that I chose her.
Sure enough, after the bottle entered the private room, I was stunned when I saw it, but I didn't say anything.
I snuggled up to her side again and sat down again. This time I let go. While I was pushing the cup with the customer, I kept rubbing the beautiful legs of the bottle's stockings back and forth with one hand. I stuck it between her legs several times, and my fingers deliberately scratched the softness wrapped tightly in stockings and thongs.
The drink ended until eleven o'clock in the evening, and I found the half-old Xu lady again, spent the money, and took the bottle out on the spot.
It was still the last hotel, and I didn’t even change the room. This time the bottle was not wearing jeans and a T-shirt, but a small stand-up collar cut-sleeved jacket, paired with a pair of cropped pants on the lower body, and the feet were also replaced with short-heeled bean shoes.
I didn't drink much this time and was very awake. As soon as the door of the room closed, I directly wrapped around the bottle's slim waist, hugged and pushed her onto the bed with a kiss. When I hugged and kissed, she kept her face dodging left and right so that I couldn't let me kiss her red little mouth.
He pulled off her clothes and trousers in a few rough strokes, threw them behind her, and then started a fierce piston movement like a broken jade. During this period, he also pinned the bottle's face with both hands and forced a kiss on her cool little mouth a few times.
I still didn't wear a condom, probably as expected. The bottle didn't mention the condom, so I let me play with her as much as I could. From time to time, I moaned perfunctorily. When the first time I was about to ejaculate, I quickly pulled out my wet cock, and then knelt on the pair of towering softness on her chest, and directly ejaculated on her delicate little face. The bottle frowned and pursed her mouth tightly. I let her ejaculate her face, and several drops fell into her messy and fluffy bun. This kind of emotional venting desire was really relaxed, but I was also a shameful person. After the second round, I took a bath together.
I lay naked on the bed with my baby bottle and a cigarette, and I started to flirt with each other. As we chatted, we started to talk and laugh. And the more we got out of control, the more we got along, the more we got along, and the more we talked, the deeper we talked.
It was almost two o'clock in the morning, and I was not sleepy at all, and I was still very excited. The bottle was probably used to staying up late and sleeping at night. It was also very energetic. The chatting state also became that she began to tell me her own stories, and I became a serious listener.
Her story is also a tragedy. She was a single-parent family. When her mother gave birth to her, she died before she left the delivery room. Her father was a taxi driver. She got up early and worked late to make money to help her grow up. The bottle was not good at studying and was rebellious. Her father was not a patient, so she beat and scolded her if she was disobedient. Before she graduated from junior high school, the bottle dropped out of school and hanged out outside, smoking, drinking and fighting, and having sex with a little girl from society.
She had an abortion at the age of seventeen, and she didn't know who it was. Because counting the days, she was called out by her boyfriend to drink with a group of little gangsters that night, but was drunk by her boyfriend. She was carried to a small hotel and threw it on the bed of a narrow and dark room. Then that night, her room was like the city gate, and several little gangsters in and out, including her boyfriend, didn't know how many times they were fucked or how many times they cumed in. I only knew that when I woke up early the next morning, the hotel owner was still lying on her body, a middle-aged greasy uncle, with a huge beer belly. He hummed and shook between her legs, which were held apart. Before the bottle could fully wake up, the hotel owner breathed a sigh of relief, shivered all over and cumed in the bottle.
More than a month later, the bottle was found to be pregnant.
Her father was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He shouted on the spot that he wanted to break away from her father-daughter relationship. The baby bottle found a small clinic and bought medicine. He had an abortion. When her father found her, she was rolling in a room in a small hotel with sweat. Finally, the child was aborted. Her father was so angry that he had a cerebral hemorrhage and semi-paralyzed. The taxi could not be driven. The family had no income. The baby bottle had to go out to work, a waiter, a shopping mall promoter, and a wine tutor in the bar. Anyway, she had been in trouble for more than three years and barely maintained the daily life of the father and daughter. The dowry money her father saved for her was also thrown into the hospital and bought medicine for her own treatment.
Last year, her father should have deliberately sought death but didn't want to drag down the bottle. He drank two pounds of white wine at home and died at the dining table at home.
After finishing the funeral for her father, the bottle did not dare to live at home, so she came to work at KTV. One reason was that she made a lot of money, and the other was that she had money to rent a house outside.
In fact, when I met me, she had been working in KTV for almost a year. Although it was indeed the first time she had a free night out with me, when she was with a guest in the private room, she was fucked by a drunk customer in the private room for more than 20 minutes in the bathroom. The customer had tortured the bottle to a blowjob, inserted it, and even finally tucked the bottle's lower body with her fingers and asked the bottle to help him masturbate. In the end, she didn't ejaculate and became completely soft.
After that time, the bottle took the guests twice in the private bathroom, but they were all fucked with condoms. Only the customer I had before was greedy for the bottle's breasts and ejaculated on the bottle's breasts.
That night, it was past four o'clock in the morning. The weather was white outside, so we went to bed. Then, at my suggestion, the bottle quit his job as a KTV and was kept by me. I also rented an open and well-decorated apartment for her in the city where she came in Airport Expressway. It was the kind of fully open apartment with no partition walls after entering the house, the bedroom, living room and kitchen integrated and transparent, with only a bathroom separated by wet and dry glass.
Although this apartment is less than 80 square meters, the rent is not cheap at all. It is expensive. First, there is a 24-hour security guard on the first floor. The elevator and access control of the owner are both facial recognition systems. Then there are both commercial and residential properties. There is a small business district downstairs, and the store is very lively.
I only have one requirement for the bottle, which is not to take men I don’t know into that apartment, just live in whatever else is.
The bottle agreed.
After living in that apartment for less than three months, the house in her family was sold by an agent.
So, the bottle rented a store downstairs of the apartment. It used to be a barber shop that costs 10 yuan to cut quickly, and a straight-tube-shaped first-floor store with less than 40 square meters. The business content is also very simple, including manicure, flowers and selling some cheap jewelry.
Not to mention, after working for two months, I went to see it a few times, but I was not idle. I either did manicures for people or watched a group of girls pick jewelry inside.
In fact, my emotional investment in the bottle is not as much as I have invested in Chen Xue before, and I am particularly relaxed. When I am with the bottle, I am more releasing and venting, and even the demands that I am not easy to make with Miaomiao can be fully utilized in the bottle.
I vent my ties, oral blowjobs, anal sex, and mild sexual abuse. In my daily life, although I only stay at the bottle for one or two nights a week, I give her 20,000 yuan a month.
But I rarely go empty-handed every time. I bought more than half of her clothes in her closet, and of course it is not considered sexy uniforms and stockings.
And they are all serious brands.
Moreover, after venting her manic sexual desire, she can chat with Bottle for a long time during the saint stage. Although Bottle is also from a martial arts world, as long as I care about it, she can still make her tease her and laugh continuously, or she can tell a story or tricks to make her feel inexplicably affectionate.
This is also my absolute killer move to completely follow Miaomiao at home.
Nearly a year after keeping the bottle, my airport logistics company was renamed Jiangzhongfeiyu Logistics. In addition to the original airport logistics business, it also added water transportation logistics business in the Zhijiang Port section. The company has initially completed the listing qualification review. I have almost no time to line up for social engagements. In addition to trying to persist in morning jogging, I have not had much leisure time.
My family is also used to my busy schedule and even staying at night.
That afternoon, I made an appointment with Zhao Dong to have dinner together. Because I wanted to talk about some secrets, I didn’t go to the hotel, but simply made an appointment with the bottle’s apartment. Zhao Dong had a wide social circle and connections, which was very helpful to me. I gathered in the apartment at 2:00 in the afternoon. I talked until after four o’clock, and asked the bottle to pack the wine and food in the restaurant downstairs. The bottle closed at 6:30 in the evening and came back to eat and drink with us. When she sat down, Zhao Dong and I had already drunk a bottle and a half of white wine, and were a little excited.
After the bottle had a small glass of white wine, I hugged her in my arms, and my hand holding her waist also pinched her soft and erect buttocks, and then he said to Zhao Dong opposite him, "Don't leave tonight, we will drink until dawn, and sleep here when we are sleepy."
Zhao Dong glanced at the bottle in my arms and said with his tongue, "Okay, we haven't practiced alone for a long time. Tonight we both decide both the winner and the loss and life and death."
I knew what he meant by looking at the bottle, so he lowered his head and kissed the bottle's little mouth directly. In front of Zhao Dong, he put his hand directly into the round-necked shirt of the bottle's top, unbuttoned her bra, and then pulled off the bra that was hanging on her breasts and threw it behind him.
Suddenly, the thin silk shirt under the bottle was towering and plump, and the spring color was revealed. The bottle screamed lightly, with a slightly red face, quickly pulled off the hem of the silk shirt that covered his plump, pushed me, and complained, "I hate it, I won't drink with you two."
As she said that, she pushed the chair away and stood up. When she turned around, I slapped her round peach buttocks. She was wearing a pair of black high-elastic cropped pants that day, and her buttocks were tightly collapsed. After being slapped by me, she trembled seductively twice, making Zhao Dong's eyes look straight.
Because the room is open-plan, behind the dining table where Zhao Dong and I were drinking was the two-meter bed in the bedroom. Only a bead curtain was symbolically hung in the middle. The bottle got up and went to the edge of the bed, opened the wardrobe cabinet door at the end of the bed, and then started changing clothes under the cover of the cabinet door.
After watching her tights take off her tights from behind the cabinet door, Zhao Dong couldn't sit still, so he got up and told me that I'll drink it later.
I smiled lewdly and leaned against the back of the chair. A bulge appeared on Zhao Dong's crotch. When I walked to the bottle, my top was taken off and my clothes were thrown to the ground.
To be honest, this is the first time I have watched from the third perspective from the side from the side from the third perspective. I definitely feel two different feelings when I follow the screen to watch pornographic films. My blood is so hot that I don’t feel too much, but if I don’t feel it, it’s just a pull. I watched Zhao Dong’s arms stick to the side of the bottle, thrusting his butt while thrusting in and out quickly and vigorously. I watched the red lips of the bottle under him lightly open, and while panting and moaning, under the impact of Zhao Dong’s body, the white body trembled back and forth, and the pair of towering and plump swelling on his chest was surging. The feeling in my heart was only inexplicable commotion and stimulation, and I really didn’t feel sad or reluctant.
After observing for a while, when Zhao Dong started to change his position, he became kneeling from behind, holding his heart-shaped peach buttocks in his bottle, and thrusting hard, I couldn't help it.
I took off my clothes and went to bed, knelt in front of the bottle on one knee. As soon as the cock was standing upright, the bottle opened its mouth and swallowed it. Then, Zhao Dong and I began to understand one after another, and moved in at the same time. In a row, we fucked the two warm little mouths on the bottle's body. To be honest, 3P things are more about playing a stimulating feeling and sharing the fun. To be honest, it is more satisfying to talk about the comfort of the cock and body. One-on-one alone, one-on-one. After persisting in the 3P game for about half an hour, Zhao Dong knelt on the side of the bottle with gasp, stroking the semen on the bottle's breasts, and then let out a muffled groan, sitting next to me, looking straight at me in a vigorous sprint between the bottle's legs.
After a while, I also ejaculated. As soon as the wet and slippery penis was pulled out, the semen was sprayed directly on the bottle's flat and fleshy belly and chest. I guess if the bottle's breasts were not big and round, and lying on my back blocked the direction of my face, it would have ejaculated on her chin.
When the bottle was rinsing in the bathroom, Zhao Dong and I returned to the table, wearing only pairs of underwear, and continued to turn on the drinking and chat mode, but when we sat down, we could no longer drink the white wine, so we changed the beer we took out of the refrigerator and blew at each one at a time. Zhao Dong leaned his head and said to me mysteriously, "I'll take you to a party next time, which is absolutely exciting."
I had a sip of beer and spit out the cold air. I had no interest in saying, "Is it a group P?"
I'm not interested, I have a cleanliness obsession.
Zhao Dong spat and said, "It's not that kind, I don't like to go to that kind." What I'm talking about is a small circle in our river, and most people can't get in."
I asked, who is so awesome.
Zhao Dong gestured at me with a thumbs up gesture, and said, "I'm Qin Shucheng, who else can I have."
I guess he is also him. Qin Shucheng is the most popular figure in Jiangzhong and even Ganjiang Province. The Wenyuan Group behind him almost monopolizes 90% of the province's construction engineering, building materials production, real estate industry, and the pharmaceutical industry and entertainment and catering industry also account for at least 20%. It is not just that there is a lot of money, but behind him, looking up at the mountains.
My family is engaged in logistics, so I am naturally familiar with Wenyuan Group and Qin Shucheng. After all, the business of the airport and the docks was released from Wenyuan Group.
Zhao Dong continued to whisper, "I know a boy from Boss Qin, named Zhao Ziheng, and I have some relatives with my family. According to my seniority, I should call him second uncle."
I giggled and said, Fortunately, it's my second uncle. If it were my third uncle, you could learn the interior design of ancient people professionally.
Zhao Dong said angrily, "Get out, you're serious."
My second uncle, damn, it's Ziheng. I have been having a good time with me. I also introduced me to a villa that Boss Qin made. I mentioned you to him. Ziheng told me that Boss Qin also wants to see you.
Having said that, the bottle was just finished taking a shower and came out. Zhao Dong left at around 9 o'clock that night. Before leaving, he worked with me to pour a lot of alcohol into the bottle, but the bottle's alcohol content was not average. Although it was a bottle, it was still a bottle after all.
More than a month later, that day, I was hugging Miaomiao's two beautiful legs in long stockings on the bed, and kissing her soft stockings' feet while thrusting in and out. The phone rang and turned my head to look at the caller ID. It was Zhao Dong.
I was thinking about going back later, but this guy was persistent and kept not hanging up. I had to pull out my wet and hard cock, turn over and pick up the phone, and just fed it unhappily, Zhao Dong said in a hurry, "I'll send you a seat, you can set off right away."
Then he hung up the phone.
Listening to his tone shouldn't be a bad thing.
I kneaded two handfuls of Miaomiao's legs, and asked her to wait for me to come back tonight.
Just get up and put on clothes.
Before leaving, Miaomiao was still wearing stockings and her fair body, which almost made me unable to think about it.
The location Zhao Dong sent me was in the Jingshan Scenic Area on the northwest side of the Jiangzhong. Following the navigation guide, I drove up the hillside on the northern slope of Jingshan. There were several sparse villa areas, which were hidden in dense forests and shades. They were either far apart or had a thick bamboo shrub. When they arrived at the door, they called Zhao Dong first and handed over to the security guard for a while before they were allowed to enter.
This villa is so luxurious. The yard is not only decorated like a garden, but also has rockery, small arch bridges and flowing canals.
Under Zhao Dong's guidance, I walked through the lobby on the first floor of the villa and entered the backyard of the villa. The uncle on the hillside was covered by a different kind of cave, and there was also an open-air swimming pool. Zhao Dong accompanied me in a pavilion beside the swimming pool. I met Qin Shucheng for the first time. In fact, I had been in business with Wenyuan Group for nearly a year, but I had been in contact with several directors and managers of Wenyuan Group. Qin Shucheng was wearing a casual Tang suit of linen and a string of green bracelets in his hand. I glanced at it and it must be a valuable antique, because the beads of the bracelet were not only big and round, but also moistened by the years.
After chatting for a while, it was actually all about business scenes. Then Qin Shucheng got up, said a few words and left, just telling me to have fun in the villa.
As soon as Qin Shucheng left, Zhao Dong began to enthusiastically introduce the other two people to me, one of them was naturally Zhao Ziheng and his second uncle.
Another one is Sun Bo, who is also of the same age. After reading the business card, he found out that he was the boss of Linjiangxian, the largest teahouse in Jiangzhong.
So, the four of us drank warm rice wine while chatting nonsense. At dusk, Sun Bo stood up and said goodbye, and Zhao Ziheng went out to see him off.
I looked at Zhao Dong and said, let’s go too.
Zhao Dong smiled mysteriously and said, "No hurry, I guess you won't leave even if you pull me."
I asked him if anyone else came here.
He was so angry that he didn't say anything. He got a cigar from somewhere and fired it with his head down and took a lighter.
After he had worked hard to light the cigar, Zhao Ziheng also came back and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's go into the villa for a while."
He paused and told Zhao Dong, have you not told me how to play?
Zhao Dong nodded and said with a wicked smile, "I'm here for the first time, you didn't tell me Ah either."
Then they laughed loudly, and threw me away with my arms and shoulders. I walked in front of me and followed into the door of the villa. Zhao Ziheng turned around and said, "There are three floors in total, just go there and have a buffet."
After saying that, he turned around and continued to whisper to Zhao Dong, and occasionally let out a lewd smile.
If these two turtle-bearers were not familiar with the place, I would have given them a set of combination punches to know why the flowers are so popular.
When I entered the first floor lobby of the villa, there were already a few people sitting in it. They were all brightly dressed girls, standing in groups of three or three in the corner on the sofa.
Zhao Ziheng went straight to a corner and hugged a girl upstairs. Before I could go over and hold Zhao Dong, he was very familiar with it and was taken away by a girl with long hair in a pink long skirt.
I had to feel stuffy. I found a sofa by the window alone and sat down. While smoking, I looked at the remaining girls around me. The girls seemed to be looking at me secretly, and my eyes glanced around. Damn, there was a blonde and blue-eyed foreign girl inside.
When my eyes swept past, I even gave me a bold kiss and smiled.
But this is nothing, because when I glanced at the end, I found a girl who was obviously not yet grown up not far away from me. The girl was wearing a blue and white princess dress, with a pair of short-heeled leather shoes under her white stockings, and she looked pretty and beautiful. But no matter how she looked, she felt that she was at most sixteen or seventeen. I waved to her, and the little girl came over directly, and then sat next to me, almost close to me. I didn't have the nerve to move myself away, so I asked her, how old are you.
The little girl flashed her big eyes with curved eyelashes and looked at me and said timidly, "It's 17, where are you?"
I really want to say, I'm 37, call me dad.
It's so ridiculous. I didn't answer her and continued to ask, are you guys gathering?
The little girl said timidly, we are all waiting for you, see who you will choose.
I suddenly understood a little in my heart, and then asked, "What are you done with your choice?"
The little girl said with a red face and said softly, "So, we're here before ten o'clock in the evening."
Now I completely understood the taste, so I told the little girl that I chose her.
Then the little girl held me soft and cold hands and went straight to the third floor.
Men's curiosity about girls is often caused by the stimulation of sin, and I am no exception. Especially for this temptation to make me feel clear, I can't resist it at all. After the little girl entered the room with me, in order to comfort her wolf face, I also asked her name specifically. The little girl told me that she was CuteCute, because her accent was a bit weird and she couldn't say where it was, so I didn't know whether it was CuteCute or Mengmeng.
But it doesn't matter. After chatting for less than five minutes, I felt that I was too hypocritical, so I simply pressed CuteCute on the big round bed in the room. When she lay down, I was surprised to find that it was still a water bed.
This is a very high-end existence. It seems that there is a water bed about two meters in diameter in a cannon room. After CuteCute lies down, he also lifts his little head and looks at me timidly, with a kind expression that I see. When I gently lift up CuteCute's princess skirt, my heart beats wildly a few times. The skirt is indeed vacuum. Apart from the white lace-sided stockings, the plump and smooth little pussy is like a pink peach, cracking a chubby tenderness.
When you touch the back of your hand, it is soft and smooth. This smooth touch is not a greasy feeling, but a smooth touch of the skin.
I leaned in and pressed my face against the slit of the tempting and delicious little flesh. There was a faint milky smell. I couldn't help but stick out my tongue and kissed it twice. There was a sweet smell. The beastly desire in my heart was completely ignited. With the passion, I was like jumping to myself in high school. I took off my clothes in a few hurrys, and then rushed to CuteCute. The exaggerated movements scared Cute and screamed softly. The wolf kissed and hit CuteCute's smooth little face and erect neck like a raindrop. I swam up and down my hands quickly in the soft desire everywhere. When I pulled CuteCute off my dress, I suddenly realized that the little girl's physical development was obviously not like she was 17 years old.
I asked symbolically, are you 15 years old?
Old, boss, I am really 16 years old and I won’t lie to you.
Damn, I just said that I was 17, but now it has become 16. I deliberately frowned and asked again, to be honest, how old is it?
CuteCute had a red face, bit her lower lip with teeth, and muttered weakly, "I will celebrate my 15th birthday next month."
I decided not to ask questions anymore, for fear that if I continue to ask questions, I will become 13 years old, which is really too beast.
When my thick and long cock was raised to her chest from between her stockings and legs, CuteCute was obviously frightened by me, and hesitated blankly at my jumping glans.
But I opened my mouth and barely held it. It was really hard to hold it, because in my eyes, if my glans were a little thicker, her little mouth could not hold it anymore, so the scratching of my teeth and the indifference that I could not go deeper, so I could only give up. The glans simply lubricate in CuteCute's small mouth. I knelt down and sat back, holding the cock with one hand, so that the glans that were stained with her saliva rubbed back and forth between the tender peach slits. Several times they were aimed at the pink and bright spot, but I didn't dare to push it in.
It’s not that the hardness is not enough, but that it’s too enough, for fear of accidentally causing a heavy bleeding or simply stabbing it to death. That would be too fucking.
Fortunately, after a long time of struggle, CuteCute should have been anxious, so he told me in a low voice that there was lubricant in the cabinets beside the bed.
I understand a lot. To be honest, when she said the word lubricant, I also escaped from my inexplicable ambiguousness and couldn't help but scold myself for being stupid. The girls here obviously accompanied the guests to bed to vent, but I was still stupid and thinking about the broken place.
The lubricant was not used. With the lubrication produced by my glans, coupled with the secretion of CuteCute's pink and tender flesh slit, I stabbed it fiercely. It was so tight. It felt like the cock was bitten by a toothless mouth. And as I went in and out, the narrow and tight wrap became more and more obvious, mixed with the moans and crying that seemed to be about to cry. I muffled my head and shook my waist and hips, while thrusting my hips and thrusting, while being excited with a lewd pleasure.
Shun Shun looked at his cock tightly sucked and sucked by the two chubby little tender lips. Every time he pulled out half of it, a numbness that made people feel even more excited, completely making up for the regret of a slight skinny feeling on his hands.
Without the hypocritical pity Xiang Xiyu, there is only the vigorous beast desire to vent. The Cute Cute under me is like a doll called constantly, ravaged by me, and my petite and soft body is kneading and distorting between my palms and thighs.
No need to think, because the penis that is vigorously performing piston movements under my crotch will direct all my movements, without lust, only the raging pleasure of venting.
Finally, I started to mumble loudly, but I was fucking deeply. The little slut said, "Master fuck me hard, fuck me to death."
CuteCute was under me, and his little face turned white and squeezed out an ugly smile. Rong shook and hummed, "Master, master, fuck you to death.".
Fuck me to death.
A tone that made me feel unfamiliar to myself was sprayed out of my mouth. Xiao Guy was very realistic and tight. I will let you fuck it completely today.
I don’t know how long I vented, but it felt like it was not long. When the wet glans jumped out of the slippery and tightly wrapped slit, it directly ejaculated the thick and turbid and warm semen, spraying CuteCute on her face, and several drops were stained on her still flat breasts. I spread my legs and sat on the water bed, which was passively undulating. I hugged Cute from behind, pinching her chin and neck with one hand, and holding the wet small slit between her legs that I had just fucked by me with the other hand. I reached into the deep part of the tender pink and deliberately stirred her to continue venting the pleasure of abuse.
It’s not comfortable to have sex on the water bed at all. Really, there is no sense of focus at all. Once the center of gravity shifts, it feels like falling down. Damn, it’s better to just do it on the ground. The only advantage is that after venting, you lie in, which is quite a physically comfortable feeling.
I lay on my back in the depression of the water bed without my instructions. CuteCute was obedient and naturally licked me from my neck with the tip of my tongue to my toes. When she held my left foot and licked it, I deliberately squeezed my right foot between her legs, and used my toes to scratch her small flesh that was still smooth. From time to time, I lazily raised my feet and stepped on her smooth little face a few times.
After coming out of the room and returning to the first floor lobby, he just sat firmly on the sofa. Zhao Dong also walked out with his legs shattered, and he was hugging a foreign girl with a half-exposed breasts beside him. The foreign girl's body was almost the same as Zhao Dong's. There was an almost completely transparent dress hanging on her breasts and fat buttocks. Zhao Dong fell into the sofa and leaned back on the back of the chair. He turned his head and saw that the guy's lips were a little white. It was obvious that the guy in his crotch was just a decoration now.
I took out the cigarette, gave him one, and I also held one. The foreign girl knelt down under the sofa between us, lit the cigarettes for us with both hands. Zhao Dong told me with a weak voice, buddy, why don’t you try this ocean horse? Riding a fat horse and doing it, the ancients really didn’t deceive me.
As he said that, he raised his foot and kicked the foreign girl's towering snow-white breasts. The foreign girl directly leaned between my legs, pulled open my trouser chain, took out my half-soft cock and swallowed it.
This technique is really not a cover. Even if the penis is sucked and wrapped in her warm mouth, the glans can feel her dexterous tongue constantly licking the G-spot below, which becomes hard and then becomes crispy, making it so comfortable and transparent.
That night, when Zhao Dong and I left, it was almost one o'clock in the morning. When we got home, we washed our clothes randomly in the bathroom, stuffed our off-lifted clothes into the washing machine and washed them, for fear that the feminine smell would be smelled by Miaomiao.
Fortunately, Miaomiao had already fallen asleep. When I lay beside her, she just snorted lightly without looking back.
Of course, I was not discovered the next day, and the absurdity of that night passed without a trace.
Less than half a month later, I was asked by Qin Shucheng to go to Linjiangxian Teahouse. In the VIP private room, Qin Shucheng made his request to help me complete the company listing. Then he personally held 5% of the equity. The two container containers in the port were reserved specifically for Wenyuan Group to use. The company and I were not allowed to intervene and we didn’t need to know.
I have no objection to holding shares, and the two containers are completely reasonable, but it is very risky if you don’t need to know this. After all, I have to close my eyes and bear all unknown consequences as I am a legal person. But I finally agreed directly. There is no way. It is on one hand that I can’t afford to offend, but I really can’t afford to offend it.
The price that night was really expensive, and I couldn't afford it anymore, so after drinking tea, when Qin Shucheng invited me to the villa again, I refused directly, saying in the name of leaving a memory for myself. In fact, I was afraid that I might have exchanged it for me if I went there again. Qin Shucheng probably guessed what I thought, but just smiled and said lightly, in Ganjiang, no one would refuse to make friends. I really want to make friends with you. If you leave this card, you can go to Guanlan Villa in the future.
After that, I gave me a black card.
It's like you lie on a bed covered with fireworks and firecrackers every day and sleep on the bed below, never knowing when it will blow yourself into the sky with a bang.
So for a while, I often felt a sense of decadence and fear inexplicably, which I couldn't mention to my family. After all, letting them know about it can only add to their worries and not help. So I can only be busy in the company, so I don't have time to think about it. In my spare time, I will pursue some sensory stimulation to replace the negative thoughts that come with it. Women are the best alternative.
In fact, she has been married for nearly seven years, and even her son is almost four years old. Even Miaomiao is still a beauty who is unparalleled and even has a bit of mature charm.
But I still couldn't get interested. To comfort myself with pretentiousness, it was visual fatigue, and to be more popular, it was tired of playing, and I wanted to change my taste.
Especially the way of pursuing excitement really made me unable to attack my first wife. So, the first thing I was to bear was the bottle I was still keeping. I often took her to frequently wander in the hustle and bustle of nightclubs at night, making her dress particularly sexy and exposed, and then unscrupulously highlighting her possessive control. In fact, before this, I didn’t spend much time in the nightclub, except for some necessary social events.
But since he had a clear shared relationship with Qin Shucheng, he has been in the various favorable situations attached to the pressure of crisis.
There is one thing that the hooligans who were asked to retreat and try not to provoke me, and the so-called social gangsters, are now so ridiculous in my eyes, because the underground order in the entire river is actually controlled by Qin Shucheng and his Wenyuan Group. I have seen with my own eyes that those desperate people who seem to be stingy and who are not afraid of wearing shoes, are scolded by Qin Shucheng's driver and then summon them to the point of squirting and waving them as if they were trained.
Especially after hearing me drunk, I accidentally mentioned the four gang-raped gangsters who were still serving their sentences in prison. One of Qin Shucheng's secretary showed me a set of photos within a month. The four gangsters in the photos were all miserable and swollen like pig's heads. The secretary told me lightly that all four were useless, and the things in the crotch were just tools that might not be smooth even if they pee.
During the day I lingered in the nightclub, Qin Shucheng's secretary also specially appointed me a driver. Huahao Shantouzai, a young man with big eyes, not tall, and he didn't even see how strong he was. He also looked like a sales manager's smile. But as long as he appeared in a nightclub, there would always be some gangsters who were in the society who looked like they were nodding and bowing to accompany him.
Once I took the bottle to a CLUB, and Shantou Zai sent me into the locker as usual before going out to wait in the car outside. The bottle was very sexy as I meant that day. The white gauze skirt hanging on her slender white neck was barely covered with half of her thighs wearing ultra-thin transparent stockings.
The 18-centimeter-long high-heel strap sandals show the sexy and slender legs of her stockings. Under the shining neon lights, the white gauze skirt is faintly visible. Below the neck, the entire white and smooth jade back is exposed outside. Not long after entering the venue, even I could feel the crazy and bold hot eyes around me quickly focusing on the exposed white spots everywhere on the bottle. Our two lockers were separated by the guardrail on the second floor. After drinking two bottles of Corona together, the bottle stood by the guardrail, holding the beer bottle in his hand and swaying the sexy and seductive body to the rhythm of the dance music. The shoulder-length hair was flying, and it was full of wild summons.
After a while, many gazes in the dance floor downstairs caught fire, because the corner of the bottle's skirt was short and stood by the transparent guardrail on the second floor. Looking up from below, it was not only the bottle's sexy body and beauty under the delicate makeup, but also the black thong wrapped in ultra-thin transparent stockings under the horns of the skirt.
After squinting my eyes and admiring the tempting and criminal body of the bottle, I hugged her, rubbed and wandered around her snow-white and smooth back with one hand, and kissed her passionately for a while before I sat back together.
In the middle, I went to the bathroom for convenience, so I followed the bottle downstairs.
Waiting outside the bathroom, as soon as I came out after urinating, I saw three obviously drunk sluts talking to the bottle with a slight face. The bottle was just holding a thin cigarette in her mouth and holding her plump chest with both hands. Her eyes passed by the slut in front of me and looked at the crowd of people in the venue, too lazy to pay attention to it.
One of the gangsters saw me coming out and waved his hand at me, arrogantly saying to me, "Uncle, let's have fun together, I'll have fun when there are too many people in the nightclub."
The face and expression that made me feel inexplicably disgusted directly reminded me of the yellow-haired man who gang-raped Chen Xue. It seemed that he was also the annoying face that he wanted to punch him after seeing it. I said coldly and got out of here.
Damn, who are you with? I'm always slamming.
The ruffian twisted his face that made me even more annoying, and he looked eager to try.
The two gangsters next to me who were still surrounded by a bottle also turned around and stared at me.
But before I could speak again, two young men in suits and ties rushed out from the side. One of them went up and gave the gangster who was confronting me a mouth, pressing his voice and saying coldly, "Have I told you not to make trouble in the venue, I'll give you a face."
The gangster was beaten and staggered, but after seeing the person clearly, he immediately smiled and said with a pity, "Third brother, I'm misunderstanding, I'm not asking for trouble, I'm chatting with this uncle."
As he said that, he winked at me. I was too lazy to pay attention to him, so I said coldly to the young man in the suit and tie, why are there any garbage in your store?
The young man quickly smiled and apologized to me while pushing the gangster. Another young man in the suit pulled the three gangsters around his neck and dragged them out.
After playing with the bottle on the booth for another hour, I was a little bored, so I stood up with the bottle's slender waist and left the CLUB. After coming out of the gate, before getting on the bus, I saw the three gangsters standing next to me, more than three, at least six or seven were smoking together, and laughing loudly.
I found that I was looking at them, and one of the gangsters cursed loudly in the dark, seeing you numb.
Actually, I was ready to find something when I found them.
As expected, these gangsters were quite cooperative, so Shantouzi got off the bus in the driving seat and stood in front of me, waved at the gangsters. The sound was not loud, and he had his standard Guangdong accent. Come here.
There were two gangsters in the shadow that didn't move, but the other four gangsters walked over with their arms shaking their arms, their steps were very arrogant and slow, and they looked like a Hong Kong film young and dandy, but they had not yet walked five meters in front of Shantouzai.
Seven or eight young men rushed out of the gate of CLUB, quickly surrounding the four gangsters. Even the two in the shadows hadn't come over just now, and now they were about to escape, a young man shouted, "Damn it, stand there for me."
Shantouzi opened the car door and asked me and the bottle to get on the car first, and then said to me with a smile, Brother, should you watch it for a while, or let's go first.
I actually wanted to play a few kicks in person, but seeing that this posture seemed to have lost some price, I had to give up and say in a bad mood, "Let's go, change to a quieter bar."
Shantouzai quickly responded, then closed the car door, made a gesture to the guys, and then opened the door and got into the car.
After the car started, I picked my head and looked through the window. Several gangsters were already pushed into an alley next to me by the group of young men who came out of CLUB.
At midnight, I went to a bar I often went to. Because the location was cooked and it was on the pedestrian street, the car could not be parked at the door, so I asked Shantouzai to go home, opened a bottle of red wine in the bar, and chatted with the bottle while drinking.
There are actually not many people in the bar, and they are not noisy. They are all whispering softly on their respective booths. The light in the hall is also very dim, revealing a romantic and ambiguous situation.
After drinking for a while, I put my hand into the bottle's short skirt. Under the smooth stockings, the soft and elastic thighs of the bottle were particularly comfortable to touch. In order to facilitate my movements, the bottle snuggled softly into my arms, and the legs under the skirt were slightly dispersed, allowing my palms to move straight in, and directly pressed against the tender part between her legs. I groped and gently teared open the crotch of the very thin stockings, and opened the cover of the thong. The two soft little lips were already wet, and the knuckles were even more warm and greasy.
Under the aid of alcohol, my lower abdomen became hot, and my middle fingers had almost completely slid into the smooth and tender part, and even my breathing became a little rapid.
I couldn't help it, and walked out of the back door of the bar with my slender waist around the bottle. There was the end of a narrow alley. Beside two huge trash cans, I turned the bottle's body over, let her support the wall with both hands, spread her legs and stick out her round and perky buttocks, lifted her gauze skirt and stuffed it into the stockings on her slender waist.
The crotch of the stockings that I had already torn a hole was expanded by me again into an open-stand model. Then I gasped, loosened the belt of the pants, pulled the chain of the pants, released the penis that I had been unable to hold back. With a thrust of my waist, the penis slid smoothly into the soft and warm wrapper in the soft and warm wrap. The feeling of satisfaction made me breathe a sigh of relief.
The bottle supported the wall with one hand and covered its little mouth with the other hand, humming in a muffled voice. The snow-white and silky buttocks were trembling with seductive tremors under my thrusting and impact. The pair of clothes on her chest that I had already stuffed into her snow-white ravines, were completely exposed, swaying up and down with a white halo as the force from her buttocks.
The stimulation in the wild and the numbness and pleasure coming from the glans made my cock harder and harder, and the frequency and depth of in and out became greater and greater.
I excitedly kneaded the plump and softness of the bottle's chest with both hands, allowing her to squeeze and twist in the palm of my hand, and even clamped her soybean-sized pink nipples between my fingers. Damn, the great satisfaction released during the thrusting made me enjoy it wholeheartedly, and I had no time to take care of everything around me.
With the long and soft whisper of the bottle, I felt a comfortable thrill all over, and the semen surging into the depths of the bottle's vagina with the heat of body temperature.
After releasing my satisfaction, I kneaded her elastic soft buttocks with both hands. Only then did I realize that there were two spectators squatting not far away. Under the small red light at the back door of the bar, two pairs of envious and eager eyes were staring at us. Oh no, I was looking at the plump and elastic peach buttocks of the bottle.
I pulled out my semi-hard cock, pressed the bottle between my legs as if no one was around, and stuffed my wet glans into her warm little mouth. Because the heels were too high, the bottle could only spread its legs and squat and suck and spit the cock. The hem of the skirt was already tucked in the stockings around her waist, and her lower body was almost completely exposed. In the beautiful spring scenery, I clearly heard the gurgling sound of one of the audience swallowing saliva. After putting on my clothes, I threw the side-barred black thong of the bottle on the lid of the trash can, and pressed one hand on the exposed slender waist of the bottle. Passing by the two still immersed in unresponsive audiences, heading along the narrow alley.
In my heart, the bottle is actually more of a tool that I can vent my will. Although I will chat with her very well, there is always a clear diaphragm in my heart. The diaphragm can be transparent, but it is as solid as bulletproof glass. I can enter her body and mind at will, but she cannot touch my inner world through this layer of glass.
I know that she is actually aware of the existence of this estrangement, but she is just tacit understanding each other, or she is asking for what she wants.
In addition to the 3P that was not very exciting with Zhao Dong, in fact, during my period of drinking and slowing down pressure every night, I also played with the 3P with the 3P. Once, I was with Zhao Dong and Zhao Ziheng, the uncle and nephew, both of them were with a female companion. The six of us played wildly in the KTV VIP private room for more than four hours. At the end, the 3P was drunk and fell asleep on the sofa. The suspender shirt on the top was curled up to the back of our heads, and our plump breasts were completely exposed and squeezed on the sofa on our chest.
The tight jeans were also taken off to the ankle of the left foot, and were curled up with the white lace underwear inside. The snow-white and perky buttocks were also stuffed with a used condom by Zhao Dong.
At first glance, it was as miserable as the scene of a gang-raped crime scene, but the bottle was not embarrassed that night. The girl Zhao Ziheng brought was really miserable. The girl is said to be only 20 years old and is in the art school. Not to mention her convex figure, she also has a pretty and lovely face.
She was the first to drink too much, and she was still drunk in a daze. She sat on my thigh and hugged me, and then went to flirt with Zhao Dong. As a result, Zhao Dong was pulled into the bathroom of the private room, took off the stockings on her legs and tied her hands, pressed them on the washing table and fucked them hard for a while. After the fuck, she threw the girl in the bathroom.
When I went in to urinate, the girl leaned naked on the toilet, and fell asleep in a mess with her legs spread apart.
I finished peeing on her face, and without lifting my pants, I pulled her up, untied her tied stockings, pulled her two weak arms from behind, and stood in and fucked her for a while. When the girl was fucked by me, she shook her head from time to time and muttered and scolded me as a bastard. After venting, as soon as I let go of my hand, she sat softly on the ground, lay on the toilet and fell asleep again.
After that, Zhao Ziheng went in and had anal sex with the girl until she left. I remembered to put on my tops and carry her out with her, but I didn't see the girl in the bathroom appearing.
The next night, I woke up and called Zhao Dong, and I mentioned it by chance. Zhao Dong said to me with a chuckle that Zhao Ziheng was halfway through the taxi. Only then did I remember that the girl was still in the bathroom and was lazy to go back to pick her up, so I called the manager of the KTV. The girl who went to pick her up the next morning came to the private room and saw that it was already noon when she arrived at the private room. The girl was still sleeping soundly in the dark private room, but her dress was dirty and wet, and she was stuffed into the garbage bag. She was naked in the private room. Her high heels on her feet were kept in the private room intact. Finally, she found a cleaning lady to borrow a set of work clothes for changing clothes and barely put on it, so she brought out the KTV.
The second time I went out was to receive two rich second-generations from Shanxi. The two guys were so good at drinking. Each of them drank more than one pound of white wine and didn't even notice that they were too much. The bottles followed me and helped me block the wine several times. As a result, when I arrived at the KTV private room, I got drunk again after a few bottles of beer. I was originally going to arrange for two girls to go to the hotel for the two guys, but they fell in love with the bottles that were drunk and almost unconscious.
I was drunk too, so I just opened a large suite together, went into the hotel room, smoked a cigarette on the sofa in the outer room, and fell asleep in a daze. When I opened my eyes again, it was already two o'clock in the morning. I got up and went into the inner bedroom. I saw that the bottle was covered with a pair of flesh-colored stockings that were almost completely torn. I lay on my back with my breasts exposed, and there was an unplugged condom in my messy vagina.
That night I lay beside Miaomiao, looking at her snow-white naked back facing my back, and the familiar body fragrance from Miaomiao's body came from my nose. I felt relieved. I slept very comfortably that night, and I didn't even have a dream.
He woke up at 8 o'clock the next morning and walked out of Chen Xue's shadow.
The small separation is better than the newlyweds, but I have been with it for less than half a year. I feel that the adjective of scumbag is not worthy of me. It must be a scumbag and a pervert, because I have an affair again, and this affair is a bit unbearable. I am a KTV singer.
He was even younger than me. The girl's real name was Qiu Ping, and her flower name in KTV was called milk bottle.
Indeed, her breasts are not small, but it is not an exaggeration. She is just a little plump according to her figure and weight. However, she has a cute loli face, her mouth and nose are particularly delicate and small, and her eyes are relatively large. It is said that the bridge of the nose and chin have been slightly tidied, but it is not the kind of thing you can see that you have plastic surgery at a glance. It is probably because she spent a lot of money to hire a professor-level doctor.
I met Zhao Dong, who passed the bottle. That day, Zhao Dong organized a high school class reunion and forced him to drink from four in the afternoon until after eight in the evening. Then he had to go to sing with his tongue. At first, I didn't want to go, but this guy stared at me and kept watching me and didn't let me run away. So at half past nine, he arrived at a business KTV with luxurious faces that Zhao Dong had a member. After the lady came up, I pretended to be transparent and had been stuck in the water and didn't choose a platform. The feeling of invisibility was quite strong. In less than an hour, among the five classmates who came to KTV to sing together, there was a turtle boy who suddenly said loudly, "He's Ah, it's normal for him to not look for a younger sister. His wife is more beautiful than a movie star."
As a result, the audience's eyes were focused, and Zhao Dong called the private room manager directly, and asked the half-old Xu's mother to arrange a good one for me with a look of ruffian.
As a result, the girl was so fucking so hard that she brought the bottle in less than five minutes after going out. When the bottle came into the private room that night, she was wearing a black translucent gauze skirt, which was still a long style that was almost dragged to the ground. She had a slim and sexy figure, and her face was exquisitely made up. As soon as she stood there, the five turtles made a sigh like a cheer, and she was so sad.
As soon as the bottle sat down, it leaned softly on my shoulders, holding my arm tightly, and the hem of the black gauze skirt was still breathing forward.
She wore ultra-thin transparent stockings on her two big white legs and a pair of strappy high-heeled sandals on her feet. Under the neon lights in the private room, the folds shine brightly, full of sensual temptation.
In the next two hours, I was well fed by these turtles. I had drunk a lot when I was in the hotel, and under the urging of this fake wine in KTV, it became more and more, and then it was broken. When I left and how I went to the hotel I had no memory. I only remembered that on the soft big bed of the hotel, I held the bottle and fucked it crazy. I still vaguely remembered that when I was thrusting, the blue elastic jeans on the bottle's legs were only taken to my knees, and the sexy strappy high heels were swaying in front of me.
The next morning, I opened my eyes at around 9 o'clock, and the bottle had not left. Seeing that I woke up, I told me with a sad look that I had forced me to cum without a condom last night.
I recalled it in a daze for a long time, and it seemed that something was true. I vaguely remembered that after ejaculated with the bottle, I pressed my penis against me, and kept pulling it out, saying that I wanted the bottle to give birth to a daughter for me.
After recalling, I was embarrassed to give the bottle money to spend the night, but the bottle told me that Zhao Dong gave the money when he came out of KTV last night.
I covered up my embarrassment and chatted with Xiaobo for half an hour. Xiaobo told me that she had just gone to work in KTV for less than a month and I was the first guest to take her to a hotel to check in.
I actually didn't believe it, so I sighed a few times, and without hesitation, hugged her and fucked her to the fullest. After Zhu Bajie swallowed the ginseng fruit in one bite, he got another one and savored it carefully.
This time I fucked the bottle for more than half an hour. Not to mention, the bottle's breasts were so big and soft that I couldn't even hold one of my hands when I pinched the bottle's slender ankles in the end. When I fucked it openly, the pair of snow-white breasts on her chest were flying up and down, so my eyes couldn't keep up. Anyway, I didn't wear a condom last night, so I still cumed the bottle inward this time, and I saw that I was thrusting my waist and inserted it into the innermost point.
The bottle reacted and was cummed by me again. While complaining in a crying voice, my hands were pushing and shoving my chest in vain. Damn, with the despicable mentality of calculating once more, I pulled out the half-soft cock that was hard again after ejaculation. I didn't make the struggle to get up and rinse the bottle in the bathroom and sit up completely. I forced her to press her on the bed, and then inserted it into the slippery little vagina from the crack of her erect buttocks from behind. In order not to let her struggle with both hands to support her upper body, I simply pressed one of her slender wrists under her body and squeezed her slender waist and hips with my belly, then wrapped one hand over her slender pink neck, covered her little mouth, and fucked her hard like a rape.
After a few moments, she fucked her so hard that she let out a crying muffled moan, which reminded me of the undeleted video of Chen Xue being gang-raped, and then I used myself to be a gang-raped gang-raped gang-raped gang-shoulder. I kept thinking that the bottle was whispering to Chen Xue at that time, and became even more excited and tyrannical. I was so crazy that I was breathing hot while breathing in my little ears that were messy and dispersed with my hair. I said, "You're so happy, you're almost spitting out water from my mouth below. I really like me fucking you so hard."
Actually, I don’t know if she had an orgasm, after all, the semen that had just ejaculated was lubricated enough.
After ejaculating again, I felt satisfied.
When I got up, the bases of my thighs became a little sore, and the bottle just lay on the bed, buried my face in the mattress and didn't rush to rinse my lower body.
I ignored her and went to the bathroom to take a hot shower. As soon as I came out, I took out a cigarette on the sofa, and the bottle stood up from the bed. Then, without saying a word, I went into the bathroom to take a shower.
When I was smoking, I thought to myself that if she had to wear clothes and leave without saying a word, I wouldn't add more money to her.
As a result, the bottle went in and washed it for more than half an hour before coming out. After coming out with a bath towel, he greeted me with a smile and asked me to order one for her too.
Watching her skillfully and skillfully, she held her cigarette in her mouth, took a few puffs from her nose, and blew her hair in front of the mirror.
It has a taste, and the world is so good.
It was almost twelve o'clock, and the bottle was dressed up beautifully. I stepped on the straps and high heels that made me look more and more sexy as I looked at it, and I was about to set off. I moved my eyes away from her sexy little feet, took out my phone and added her WeChat, and transferred another thousand yuan to her. In fact, the KTV girl who launched a night in Jiangzhong costs 3,000 yuan a night, but I really doubted that Zhao Dong was like that last night and could not only give three thousand, so I was not worth it.
The fake smiled at me, then kissed me in the face with a flash, and threw down a more fake thank you boss. After that, the bottle opened the door and left.
Then there will be three or four days when I have nothing to do, I will talk to the bottle and send her a message without replying. If it weren't for sending it out, I would have thought she would have blocked me.
I accompanied the client to socialize again on the weekend. After the first show, I directly proposed to sing and have a second show. Even one of the bosses whom I am more familiar with was a little puzzled, and I actually proposed the second show.
I must have gone to the KTV where the bottle is located, and when I selected the station, I found that there was no bottle. I also called the half-old manager Xu's wife last time and gave me a special instructions, letting the bottle come to accompany me, and don't tell the bottle that I chose her.
Sure enough, after the bottle entered the private room, I was stunned when I saw it, but I didn't say anything.
I snuggled up to her side again and sat down again. This time I let go. While I was pushing the cup with the customer, I kept rubbing the beautiful legs of the bottle's stockings back and forth with one hand. I stuck it between her legs several times, and my fingers deliberately scratched the softness wrapped tightly in stockings and thongs.
The drink ended until eleven o'clock in the evening, and I found the half-old Xu lady again, spent the money, and took the bottle out on the spot.
It was still the last hotel, and I didn’t even change the room. This time the bottle was not wearing jeans and a T-shirt, but a small stand-up collar cut-sleeved jacket, paired with a pair of cropped pants on the lower body, and the feet were also replaced with short-heeled bean shoes.
I didn't drink much this time and was very awake. As soon as the door of the room closed, I directly wrapped around the bottle's slim waist, hugged and pushed her onto the bed with a kiss. When I hugged and kissed, she kept her face dodging left and right so that I couldn't let me kiss her red little mouth.
He pulled off her clothes and trousers in a few rough strokes, threw them behind her, and then started a fierce piston movement like a broken jade. During this period, he also pinned the bottle's face with both hands and forced a kiss on her cool little mouth a few times.
I still didn't wear a condom, probably as expected. The bottle didn't mention the condom, so I let me play with her as much as I could. From time to time, I moaned perfunctorily. When the first time I was about to ejaculate, I quickly pulled out my wet cock, and then knelt on the pair of towering softness on her chest, and directly ejaculated on her delicate little face. The bottle frowned and pursed her mouth tightly. I let her ejaculate her face, and several drops fell into her messy and fluffy bun. This kind of emotional venting desire was really relaxed, but I was also a shameful person. After the second round, I took a bath together.
I lay naked on the bed with my baby bottle and a cigarette, and I started to flirt with each other. As we chatted, we started to talk and laugh. And the more we got out of control, the more we got along, the more we got along, and the more we talked, the deeper we talked.
It was almost two o'clock in the morning, and I was not sleepy at all, and I was still very excited. The bottle was probably used to staying up late and sleeping at night. It was also very energetic. The chatting state also became that she began to tell me her own stories, and I became a serious listener.
Her story is also a tragedy. She was a single-parent family. When her mother gave birth to her, she died before she left the delivery room. Her father was a taxi driver. She got up early and worked late to make money to help her grow up. The bottle was not good at studying and was rebellious. Her father was not a patient, so she beat and scolded her if she was disobedient. Before she graduated from junior high school, the bottle dropped out of school and hanged out outside, smoking, drinking and fighting, and having sex with a little girl from society.
She had an abortion at the age of seventeen, and she didn't know who it was. Because counting the days, she was called out by her boyfriend to drink with a group of little gangsters that night, but was drunk by her boyfriend. She was carried to a small hotel and threw it on the bed of a narrow and dark room. Then that night, her room was like the city gate, and several little gangsters in and out, including her boyfriend, didn't know how many times they were fucked or how many times they cumed in. I only knew that when I woke up early the next morning, the hotel owner was still lying on her body, a middle-aged greasy uncle, with a huge beer belly. He hummed and shook between her legs, which were held apart. Before the bottle could fully wake up, the hotel owner breathed a sigh of relief, shivered all over and cumed in the bottle.
More than a month later, the bottle was found to be pregnant.
Her father was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He shouted on the spot that he wanted to break away from her father-daughter relationship. The baby bottle found a small clinic and bought medicine. He had an abortion. When her father found her, she was rolling in a room in a small hotel with sweat. Finally, the child was aborted. Her father was so angry that he had a cerebral hemorrhage and semi-paralyzed. The taxi could not be driven. The family had no income. The baby bottle had to go out to work, a waiter, a shopping mall promoter, and a wine tutor in the bar. Anyway, she had been in trouble for more than three years and barely maintained the daily life of the father and daughter. The dowry money her father saved for her was also thrown into the hospital and bought medicine for her own treatment.
Last year, her father should have deliberately sought death but didn't want to drag down the bottle. He drank two pounds of white wine at home and died at the dining table at home.
After finishing the funeral for her father, the bottle did not dare to live at home, so she came to work at KTV. One reason was that she made a lot of money, and the other was that she had money to rent a house outside.
In fact, when I met me, she had been working in KTV for almost a year. Although it was indeed the first time she had a free night out with me, when she was with a guest in the private room, she was fucked by a drunk customer in the private room for more than 20 minutes in the bathroom. The customer had tortured the bottle to a blowjob, inserted it, and even finally tucked the bottle's lower body with her fingers and asked the bottle to help him masturbate. In the end, she didn't ejaculate and became completely soft.
After that time, the bottle took the guests twice in the private bathroom, but they were all fucked with condoms. Only the customer I had before was greedy for the bottle's breasts and ejaculated on the bottle's breasts.
That night, it was past four o'clock in the morning. The weather was white outside, so we went to bed. Then, at my suggestion, the bottle quit his job as a KTV and was kept by me. I also rented an open and well-decorated apartment for her in the city where she came in Airport Expressway. It was the kind of fully open apartment with no partition walls after entering the house, the bedroom, living room and kitchen integrated and transparent, with only a bathroom separated by wet and dry glass.
Although this apartment is less than 80 square meters, the rent is not cheap at all. It is expensive. First, there is a 24-hour security guard on the first floor. The elevator and access control of the owner are both facial recognition systems. Then there are both commercial and residential properties. There is a small business district downstairs, and the store is very lively.
I only have one requirement for the bottle, which is not to take men I don’t know into that apartment, just live in whatever else is.
The bottle agreed.
After living in that apartment for less than three months, the house in her family was sold by an agent.
So, the bottle rented a store downstairs of the apartment. It used to be a barber shop that costs 10 yuan to cut quickly, and a straight-tube-shaped first-floor store with less than 40 square meters. The business content is also very simple, including manicure, flowers and selling some cheap jewelry.
Not to mention, after working for two months, I went to see it a few times, but I was not idle. I either did manicures for people or watched a group of girls pick jewelry inside.
In fact, my emotional investment in the bottle is not as much as I have invested in Chen Xue before, and I am particularly relaxed. When I am with the bottle, I am more releasing and venting, and even the demands that I am not easy to make with Miaomiao can be fully utilized in the bottle.
I vent my ties, oral blowjobs, anal sex, and mild sexual abuse. In my daily life, although I only stay at the bottle for one or two nights a week, I give her 20,000 yuan a month.
But I rarely go empty-handed every time. I bought more than half of her clothes in her closet, and of course it is not considered sexy uniforms and stockings.
And they are all serious brands.
Moreover, after venting her manic sexual desire, she can chat with Bottle for a long time during the saint stage. Although Bottle is also from a martial arts world, as long as I care about it, she can still make her tease her and laugh continuously, or she can tell a story or tricks to make her feel inexplicably affectionate.
This is also my absolute killer move to completely follow Miaomiao at home.
Nearly a year after keeping the bottle, my airport logistics company was renamed Jiangzhongfeiyu Logistics. In addition to the original airport logistics business, it also added water transportation logistics business in the Zhijiang Port section. The company has initially completed the listing qualification review. I have almost no time to line up for social engagements. In addition to trying to persist in morning jogging, I have not had much leisure time.
My family is also used to my busy schedule and even staying at night.
That afternoon, I made an appointment with Zhao Dong to have dinner together. Because I wanted to talk about some secrets, I didn’t go to the hotel, but simply made an appointment with the bottle’s apartment. Zhao Dong had a wide social circle and connections, which was very helpful to me. I gathered in the apartment at 2:00 in the afternoon. I talked until after four o’clock, and asked the bottle to pack the wine and food in the restaurant downstairs. The bottle closed at 6:30 in the evening and came back to eat and drink with us. When she sat down, Zhao Dong and I had already drunk a bottle and a half of white wine, and were a little excited.
After the bottle had a small glass of white wine, I hugged her in my arms, and my hand holding her waist also pinched her soft and erect buttocks, and then he said to Zhao Dong opposite him, "Don't leave tonight, we will drink until dawn, and sleep here when we are sleepy."
Zhao Dong glanced at the bottle in my arms and said with his tongue, "Okay, we haven't practiced alone for a long time. Tonight we both decide both the winner and the loss and life and death."
I knew what he meant by looking at the bottle, so he lowered his head and kissed the bottle's little mouth directly. In front of Zhao Dong, he put his hand directly into the round-necked shirt of the bottle's top, unbuttoned her bra, and then pulled off the bra that was hanging on her breasts and threw it behind him.
Suddenly, the thin silk shirt under the bottle was towering and plump, and the spring color was revealed. The bottle screamed lightly, with a slightly red face, quickly pulled off the hem of the silk shirt that covered his plump, pushed me, and complained, "I hate it, I won't drink with you two."
As she said that, she pushed the chair away and stood up. When she turned around, I slapped her round peach buttocks. She was wearing a pair of black high-elastic cropped pants that day, and her buttocks were tightly collapsed. After being slapped by me, she trembled seductively twice, making Zhao Dong's eyes look straight.
Because the room is open-plan, behind the dining table where Zhao Dong and I were drinking was the two-meter bed in the bedroom. Only a bead curtain was symbolically hung in the middle. The bottle got up and went to the edge of the bed, opened the wardrobe cabinet door at the end of the bed, and then started changing clothes under the cover of the cabinet door.
After watching her tights take off her tights from behind the cabinet door, Zhao Dong couldn't sit still, so he got up and told me that I'll drink it later.
I smiled lewdly and leaned against the back of the chair. A bulge appeared on Zhao Dong's crotch. When I walked to the bottle, my top was taken off and my clothes were thrown to the ground.
To be honest, this is the first time I have watched from the third perspective from the side from the side from the third perspective. I definitely feel two different feelings when I follow the screen to watch pornographic films. My blood is so hot that I don’t feel too much, but if I don’t feel it, it’s just a pull. I watched Zhao Dong’s arms stick to the side of the bottle, thrusting his butt while thrusting in and out quickly and vigorously. I watched the red lips of the bottle under him lightly open, and while panting and moaning, under the impact of Zhao Dong’s body, the white body trembled back and forth, and the pair of towering and plump swelling on his chest was surging. The feeling in my heart was only inexplicable commotion and stimulation, and I really didn’t feel sad or reluctant.
After observing for a while, when Zhao Dong started to change his position, he became kneeling from behind, holding his heart-shaped peach buttocks in his bottle, and thrusting hard, I couldn't help it.
I took off my clothes and went to bed, knelt in front of the bottle on one knee. As soon as the cock was standing upright, the bottle opened its mouth and swallowed it. Then, Zhao Dong and I began to understand one after another, and moved in at the same time. In a row, we fucked the two warm little mouths on the bottle's body. To be honest, 3P things are more about playing a stimulating feeling and sharing the fun. To be honest, it is more satisfying to talk about the comfort of the cock and body. One-on-one alone, one-on-one. After persisting in the 3P game for about half an hour, Zhao Dong knelt on the side of the bottle with gasp, stroking the semen on the bottle's breasts, and then let out a muffled groan, sitting next to me, looking straight at me in a vigorous sprint between the bottle's legs.
After a while, I also ejaculated. As soon as the wet and slippery penis was pulled out, the semen was sprayed directly on the bottle's flat and fleshy belly and chest. I guess if the bottle's breasts were not big and round, and lying on my back blocked the direction of my face, it would have ejaculated on her chin.
When the bottle was rinsing in the bathroom, Zhao Dong and I returned to the table, wearing only pairs of underwear, and continued to turn on the drinking and chat mode, but when we sat down, we could no longer drink the white wine, so we changed the beer we took out of the refrigerator and blew at each one at a time. Zhao Dong leaned his head and said to me mysteriously, "I'll take you to a party next time, which is absolutely exciting."
I had a sip of beer and spit out the cold air. I had no interest in saying, "Is it a group P?"
I'm not interested, I have a cleanliness obsession.
Zhao Dong spat and said, "It's not that kind, I don't like to go to that kind." What I'm talking about is a small circle in our river, and most people can't get in."
I asked, who is so awesome.
Zhao Dong gestured at me with a thumbs up gesture, and said, "I'm Qin Shucheng, who else can I have."
I guess he is also him. Qin Shucheng is the most popular figure in Jiangzhong and even Ganjiang Province. The Wenyuan Group behind him almost monopolizes 90% of the province's construction engineering, building materials production, real estate industry, and the pharmaceutical industry and entertainment and catering industry also account for at least 20%. It is not just that there is a lot of money, but behind him, looking up at the mountains.
My family is engaged in logistics, so I am naturally familiar with Wenyuan Group and Qin Shucheng. After all, the business of the airport and the docks was released from Wenyuan Group.
Zhao Dong continued to whisper, "I know a boy from Boss Qin, named Zhao Ziheng, and I have some relatives with my family. According to my seniority, I should call him second uncle."
I giggled and said, Fortunately, it's my second uncle. If it were my third uncle, you could learn the interior design of ancient people professionally.
Zhao Dong said angrily, "Get out, you're serious."
My second uncle, damn, it's Ziheng. I have been having a good time with me. I also introduced me to a villa that Boss Qin made. I mentioned you to him. Ziheng told me that Boss Qin also wants to see you.
Having said that, the bottle was just finished taking a shower and came out. Zhao Dong left at around 9 o'clock that night. Before leaving, he worked with me to pour a lot of alcohol into the bottle, but the bottle's alcohol content was not average. Although it was a bottle, it was still a bottle after all.
More than a month later, that day, I was hugging Miaomiao's two beautiful legs in long stockings on the bed, and kissing her soft stockings' feet while thrusting in and out. The phone rang and turned my head to look at the caller ID. It was Zhao Dong.
I was thinking about going back later, but this guy was persistent and kept not hanging up. I had to pull out my wet and hard cock, turn over and pick up the phone, and just fed it unhappily, Zhao Dong said in a hurry, "I'll send you a seat, you can set off right away."
Then he hung up the phone.
Listening to his tone shouldn't be a bad thing.
I kneaded two handfuls of Miaomiao's legs, and asked her to wait for me to come back tonight.
Just get up and put on clothes.
Before leaving, Miaomiao was still wearing stockings and her fair body, which almost made me unable to think about it.
The location Zhao Dong sent me was in the Jingshan Scenic Area on the northwest side of the Jiangzhong. Following the navigation guide, I drove up the hillside on the northern slope of Jingshan. There were several sparse villa areas, which were hidden in dense forests and shades. They were either far apart or had a thick bamboo shrub. When they arrived at the door, they called Zhao Dong first and handed over to the security guard for a while before they were allowed to enter.
This villa is so luxurious. The yard is not only decorated like a garden, but also has rockery, small arch bridges and flowing canals.
Under Zhao Dong's guidance, I walked through the lobby on the first floor of the villa and entered the backyard of the villa. The uncle on the hillside was covered by a different kind of cave, and there was also an open-air swimming pool. Zhao Dong accompanied me in a pavilion beside the swimming pool. I met Qin Shucheng for the first time. In fact, I had been in business with Wenyuan Group for nearly a year, but I had been in contact with several directors and managers of Wenyuan Group. Qin Shucheng was wearing a casual Tang suit of linen and a string of green bracelets in his hand. I glanced at it and it must be a valuable antique, because the beads of the bracelet were not only big and round, but also moistened by the years.
After chatting for a while, it was actually all about business scenes. Then Qin Shucheng got up, said a few words and left, just telling me to have fun in the villa.
As soon as Qin Shucheng left, Zhao Dong began to enthusiastically introduce the other two people to me, one of them was naturally Zhao Ziheng and his second uncle.
Another one is Sun Bo, who is also of the same age. After reading the business card, he found out that he was the boss of Linjiangxian, the largest teahouse in Jiangzhong.
So, the four of us drank warm rice wine while chatting nonsense. At dusk, Sun Bo stood up and said goodbye, and Zhao Ziheng went out to see him off.
I looked at Zhao Dong and said, let’s go too.
Zhao Dong smiled mysteriously and said, "No hurry, I guess you won't leave even if you pull me."
I asked him if anyone else came here.
He was so angry that he didn't say anything. He got a cigar from somewhere and fired it with his head down and took a lighter.
After he had worked hard to light the cigar, Zhao Ziheng also came back and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's go into the villa for a while."
He paused and told Zhao Dong, have you not told me how to play?
Zhao Dong nodded and said with a wicked smile, "I'm here for the first time, you didn't tell me Ah either."
Then they laughed loudly, and threw me away with my arms and shoulders. I walked in front of me and followed into the door of the villa. Zhao Ziheng turned around and said, "There are three floors in total, just go there and have a buffet."
After saying that, he turned around and continued to whisper to Zhao Dong, and occasionally let out a lewd smile.
If these two turtle-bearers were not familiar with the place, I would have given them a set of combination punches to know why the flowers are so popular.
When I entered the first floor lobby of the villa, there were already a few people sitting in it. They were all brightly dressed girls, standing in groups of three or three in the corner on the sofa.
Zhao Ziheng went straight to a corner and hugged a girl upstairs. Before I could go over and hold Zhao Dong, he was very familiar with it and was taken away by a girl with long hair in a pink long skirt.
I had to feel stuffy. I found a sofa by the window alone and sat down. While smoking, I looked at the remaining girls around me. The girls seemed to be looking at me secretly, and my eyes glanced around. Damn, there was a blonde and blue-eyed foreign girl inside.
When my eyes swept past, I even gave me a bold kiss and smiled.
But this is nothing, because when I glanced at the end, I found a girl who was obviously not yet grown up not far away from me. The girl was wearing a blue and white princess dress, with a pair of short-heeled leather shoes under her white stockings, and she looked pretty and beautiful. But no matter how she looked, she felt that she was at most sixteen or seventeen. I waved to her, and the little girl came over directly, and then sat next to me, almost close to me. I didn't have the nerve to move myself away, so I asked her, how old are you.
The little girl flashed her big eyes with curved eyelashes and looked at me and said timidly, "It's 17, where are you?"
I really want to say, I'm 37, call me dad.
It's so ridiculous. I didn't answer her and continued to ask, are you guys gathering?
The little girl said timidly, we are all waiting for you, see who you will choose.
I suddenly understood a little in my heart, and then asked, "What are you done with your choice?"
The little girl said with a red face and said softly, "So, we're here before ten o'clock in the evening."
Now I completely understood the taste, so I told the little girl that I chose her.
Then the little girl held me soft and cold hands and went straight to the third floor.
Men's curiosity about girls is often caused by the stimulation of sin, and I am no exception. Especially for this temptation to make me feel clear, I can't resist it at all. After the little girl entered the room with me, in order to comfort her wolf face, I also asked her name specifically. The little girl told me that she was CuteCute, because her accent was a bit weird and she couldn't say where it was, so I didn't know whether it was CuteCute or Mengmeng.
But it doesn't matter. After chatting for less than five minutes, I felt that I was too hypocritical, so I simply pressed CuteCute on the big round bed in the room. When she lay down, I was surprised to find that it was still a water bed.
This is a very high-end existence. It seems that there is a water bed about two meters in diameter in a cannon room. After CuteCute lies down, he also lifts his little head and looks at me timidly, with a kind expression that I see. When I gently lift up CuteCute's princess skirt, my heart beats wildly a few times. The skirt is indeed vacuum. Apart from the white lace-sided stockings, the plump and smooth little pussy is like a pink peach, cracking a chubby tenderness.
When you touch the back of your hand, it is soft and smooth. This smooth touch is not a greasy feeling, but a smooth touch of the skin.
I leaned in and pressed my face against the slit of the tempting and delicious little flesh. There was a faint milky smell. I couldn't help but stick out my tongue and kissed it twice. There was a sweet smell. The beastly desire in my heart was completely ignited. With the passion, I was like jumping to myself in high school. I took off my clothes in a few hurrys, and then rushed to CuteCute. The exaggerated movements scared Cute and screamed softly. The wolf kissed and hit CuteCute's smooth little face and erect neck like a raindrop. I swam up and down my hands quickly in the soft desire everywhere. When I pulled CuteCute off my dress, I suddenly realized that the little girl's physical development was obviously not like she was 17 years old.
I asked symbolically, are you 15 years old?
Old, boss, I am really 16 years old and I won’t lie to you.
Damn, I just said that I was 17, but now it has become 16. I deliberately frowned and asked again, to be honest, how old is it?
CuteCute had a red face, bit her lower lip with teeth, and muttered weakly, "I will celebrate my 15th birthday next month."
I decided not to ask questions anymore, for fear that if I continue to ask questions, I will become 13 years old, which is really too beast.
When my thick and long cock was raised to her chest from between her stockings and legs, CuteCute was obviously frightened by me, and hesitated blankly at my jumping glans.
But I opened my mouth and barely held it. It was really hard to hold it, because in my eyes, if my glans were a little thicker, her little mouth could not hold it anymore, so the scratching of my teeth and the indifference that I could not go deeper, so I could only give up. The glans simply lubricate in CuteCute's small mouth. I knelt down and sat back, holding the cock with one hand, so that the glans that were stained with her saliva rubbed back and forth between the tender peach slits. Several times they were aimed at the pink and bright spot, but I didn't dare to push it in.
It’s not that the hardness is not enough, but that it’s too enough, for fear of accidentally causing a heavy bleeding or simply stabbing it to death. That would be too fucking.
Fortunately, after a long time of struggle, CuteCute should have been anxious, so he told me in a low voice that there was lubricant in the cabinets beside the bed.
I understand a lot. To be honest, when she said the word lubricant, I also escaped from my inexplicable ambiguousness and couldn't help but scold myself for being stupid. The girls here obviously accompanied the guests to bed to vent, but I was still stupid and thinking about the broken place.
The lubricant was not used. With the lubrication produced by my glans, coupled with the secretion of CuteCute's pink and tender flesh slit, I stabbed it fiercely. It was so tight. It felt like the cock was bitten by a toothless mouth. And as I went in and out, the narrow and tight wrap became more and more obvious, mixed with the moans and crying that seemed to be about to cry. I muffled my head and shook my waist and hips, while thrusting my hips and thrusting, while being excited with a lewd pleasure.
Shun Shun looked at his cock tightly sucked and sucked by the two chubby little tender lips. Every time he pulled out half of it, a numbness that made people feel even more excited, completely making up for the regret of a slight skinny feeling on his hands.
Without the hypocritical pity Xiang Xiyu, there is only the vigorous beast desire to vent. The Cute Cute under me is like a doll called constantly, ravaged by me, and my petite and soft body is kneading and distorting between my palms and thighs.
No need to think, because the penis that is vigorously performing piston movements under my crotch will direct all my movements, without lust, only the raging pleasure of venting.
Finally, I started to mumble loudly, but I was fucking deeply. The little slut said, "Master fuck me hard, fuck me to death."
CuteCute was under me, and his little face turned white and squeezed out an ugly smile. Rong shook and hummed, "Master, master, fuck you to death.".
Fuck me to death.
A tone that made me feel unfamiliar to myself was sprayed out of my mouth. Xiao Guy was very realistic and tight. I will let you fuck it completely today.
I don’t know how long I vented, but it felt like it was not long. When the wet glans jumped out of the slippery and tightly wrapped slit, it directly ejaculated the thick and turbid and warm semen, spraying CuteCute on her face, and several drops were stained on her still flat breasts. I spread my legs and sat on the water bed, which was passively undulating. I hugged Cute from behind, pinching her chin and neck with one hand, and holding the wet small slit between her legs that I had just fucked by me with the other hand. I reached into the deep part of the tender pink and deliberately stirred her to continue venting the pleasure of abuse.
It’s not comfortable to have sex on the water bed at all. Really, there is no sense of focus at all. Once the center of gravity shifts, it feels like falling down. Damn, it’s better to just do it on the ground. The only advantage is that after venting, you lie in, which is quite a physically comfortable feeling.
I lay on my back in the depression of the water bed without my instructions. CuteCute was obedient and naturally licked me from my neck with the tip of my tongue to my toes. When she held my left foot and licked it, I deliberately squeezed my right foot between her legs, and used my toes to scratch her small flesh that was still smooth. From time to time, I lazily raised my feet and stepped on her smooth little face a few times.
After coming out of the room and returning to the first floor lobby, he just sat firmly on the sofa. Zhao Dong also walked out with his legs shattered, and he was hugging a foreign girl with a half-exposed breasts beside him. The foreign girl's body was almost the same as Zhao Dong's. There was an almost completely transparent dress hanging on her breasts and fat buttocks. Zhao Dong fell into the sofa and leaned back on the back of the chair. He turned his head and saw that the guy's lips were a little white. It was obvious that the guy in his crotch was just a decoration now.
I took out the cigarette, gave him one, and I also held one. The foreign girl knelt down under the sofa between us, lit the cigarettes for us with both hands. Zhao Dong told me with a weak voice, buddy, why don’t you try this ocean horse? Riding a fat horse and doing it, the ancients really didn’t deceive me.
As he said that, he raised his foot and kicked the foreign girl's towering snow-white breasts. The foreign girl directly leaned between my legs, pulled open my trouser chain, took out my half-soft cock and swallowed it.
This technique is really not a cover. Even if the penis is sucked and wrapped in her warm mouth, the glans can feel her dexterous tongue constantly licking the G-spot below, which becomes hard and then becomes crispy, making it so comfortable and transparent.
That night, when Zhao Dong and I left, it was almost one o'clock in the morning. When we got home, we washed our clothes randomly in the bathroom, stuffed our off-lifted clothes into the washing machine and washed them, for fear that the feminine smell would be smelled by Miaomiao.
Fortunately, Miaomiao had already fallen asleep. When I lay beside her, she just snorted lightly without looking back.
Of course, I was not discovered the next day, and the absurdity of that night passed without a trace.
Less than half a month later, I was asked by Qin Shucheng to go to Linjiangxian Teahouse. In the VIP private room, Qin Shucheng made his request to help me complete the company listing. Then he personally held 5% of the equity. The two container containers in the port were reserved specifically for Wenyuan Group to use. The company and I were not allowed to intervene and we didn’t need to know.
I have no objection to holding shares, and the two containers are completely reasonable, but it is very risky if you don’t need to know this. After all, I have to close my eyes and bear all unknown consequences as I am a legal person. But I finally agreed directly. There is no way. It is on one hand that I can’t afford to offend, but I really can’t afford to offend it.
The price that night was really expensive, and I couldn't afford it anymore, so after drinking tea, when Qin Shucheng invited me to the villa again, I refused directly, saying in the name of leaving a memory for myself. In fact, I was afraid that I might have exchanged it for me if I went there again. Qin Shucheng probably guessed what I thought, but just smiled and said lightly, in Ganjiang, no one would refuse to make friends. I really want to make friends with you. If you leave this card, you can go to Guanlan Villa in the future.
After that, I gave me a black card.
It's like you lie on a bed covered with fireworks and firecrackers every day and sleep on the bed below, never knowing when it will blow yourself into the sky with a bang.
So for a while, I often felt a sense of decadence and fear inexplicably, which I couldn't mention to my family. After all, letting them know about it can only add to their worries and not help. So I can only be busy in the company, so I don't have time to think about it. In my spare time, I will pursue some sensory stimulation to replace the negative thoughts that come with it. Women are the best alternative.
In fact, she has been married for nearly seven years, and even her son is almost four years old. Even Miaomiao is still a beauty who is unparalleled and even has a bit of mature charm.
But I still couldn't get interested. To comfort myself with pretentiousness, it was visual fatigue, and to be more popular, it was tired of playing, and I wanted to change my taste.
Especially the way of pursuing excitement really made me unable to attack my first wife. So, the first thing I was to bear was the bottle I was still keeping. I often took her to frequently wander in the hustle and bustle of nightclubs at night, making her dress particularly sexy and exposed, and then unscrupulously highlighting her possessive control. In fact, before this, I didn’t spend much time in the nightclub, except for some necessary social events.
But since he had a clear shared relationship with Qin Shucheng, he has been in the various favorable situations attached to the pressure of crisis.
There is one thing that the hooligans who were asked to retreat and try not to provoke me, and the so-called social gangsters, are now so ridiculous in my eyes, because the underground order in the entire river is actually controlled by Qin Shucheng and his Wenyuan Group. I have seen with my own eyes that those desperate people who seem to be stingy and who are not afraid of wearing shoes, are scolded by Qin Shucheng's driver and then summon them to the point of squirting and waving them as if they were trained.
Especially after hearing me drunk, I accidentally mentioned the four gang-raped gangsters who were still serving their sentences in prison. One of Qin Shucheng's secretary showed me a set of photos within a month. The four gangsters in the photos were all miserable and swollen like pig's heads. The secretary told me lightly that all four were useless, and the things in the crotch were just tools that might not be smooth even if they pee.
During the day I lingered in the nightclub, Qin Shucheng's secretary also specially appointed me a driver. Huahao Shantouzai, a young man with big eyes, not tall, and he didn't even see how strong he was. He also looked like a sales manager's smile. But as long as he appeared in a nightclub, there would always be some gangsters who were in the society who looked like they were nodding and bowing to accompany him.
Once I took the bottle to a CLUB, and Shantou Zai sent me into the locker as usual before going out to wait in the car outside. The bottle was very sexy as I meant that day. The white gauze skirt hanging on her slender white neck was barely covered with half of her thighs wearing ultra-thin transparent stockings.
The 18-centimeter-long high-heel strap sandals show the sexy and slender legs of her stockings. Under the shining neon lights, the white gauze skirt is faintly visible. Below the neck, the entire white and smooth jade back is exposed outside. Not long after entering the venue, even I could feel the crazy and bold hot eyes around me quickly focusing on the exposed white spots everywhere on the bottle. Our two lockers were separated by the guardrail on the second floor. After drinking two bottles of Corona together, the bottle stood by the guardrail, holding the beer bottle in his hand and swaying the sexy and seductive body to the rhythm of the dance music. The shoulder-length hair was flying, and it was full of wild summons.
After a while, many gazes in the dance floor downstairs caught fire, because the corner of the bottle's skirt was short and stood by the transparent guardrail on the second floor. Looking up from below, it was not only the bottle's sexy body and beauty under the delicate makeup, but also the black thong wrapped in ultra-thin transparent stockings under the horns of the skirt.
After squinting my eyes and admiring the tempting and criminal body of the bottle, I hugged her, rubbed and wandered around her snow-white and smooth back with one hand, and kissed her passionately for a while before I sat back together.
In the middle, I went to the bathroom for convenience, so I followed the bottle downstairs.
Waiting outside the bathroom, as soon as I came out after urinating, I saw three obviously drunk sluts talking to the bottle with a slight face. The bottle was just holding a thin cigarette in her mouth and holding her plump chest with both hands. Her eyes passed by the slut in front of me and looked at the crowd of people in the venue, too lazy to pay attention to it.
One of the gangsters saw me coming out and waved his hand at me, arrogantly saying to me, "Uncle, let's have fun together, I'll have fun when there are too many people in the nightclub."
The face and expression that made me feel inexplicably disgusted directly reminded me of the yellow-haired man who gang-raped Chen Xue. It seemed that he was also the annoying face that he wanted to punch him after seeing it. I said coldly and got out of here.
Damn, who are you with? I'm always slamming.
The ruffian twisted his face that made me even more annoying, and he looked eager to try.
The two gangsters next to me who were still surrounded by a bottle also turned around and stared at me.
But before I could speak again, two young men in suits and ties rushed out from the side. One of them went up and gave the gangster who was confronting me a mouth, pressing his voice and saying coldly, "Have I told you not to make trouble in the venue, I'll give you a face."
The gangster was beaten and staggered, but after seeing the person clearly, he immediately smiled and said with a pity, "Third brother, I'm misunderstanding, I'm not asking for trouble, I'm chatting with this uncle."
As he said that, he winked at me. I was too lazy to pay attention to him, so I said coldly to the young man in the suit and tie, why are there any garbage in your store?
The young man quickly smiled and apologized to me while pushing the gangster. Another young man in the suit pulled the three gangsters around his neck and dragged them out.
After playing with the bottle on the booth for another hour, I was a little bored, so I stood up with the bottle's slender waist and left the CLUB. After coming out of the gate, before getting on the bus, I saw the three gangsters standing next to me, more than three, at least six or seven were smoking together, and laughing loudly.
I found that I was looking at them, and one of the gangsters cursed loudly in the dark, seeing you numb.
Actually, I was ready to find something when I found them.
As expected, these gangsters were quite cooperative, so Shantouzi got off the bus in the driving seat and stood in front of me, waved at the gangsters. The sound was not loud, and he had his standard Guangdong accent. Come here.
There were two gangsters in the shadow that didn't move, but the other four gangsters walked over with their arms shaking their arms, their steps were very arrogant and slow, and they looked like a Hong Kong film young and dandy, but they had not yet walked five meters in front of Shantouzai.
Seven or eight young men rushed out of the gate of CLUB, quickly surrounding the four gangsters. Even the two in the shadows hadn't come over just now, and now they were about to escape, a young man shouted, "Damn it, stand there for me."
Shantouzi opened the car door and asked me and the bottle to get on the car first, and then said to me with a smile, Brother, should you watch it for a while, or let's go first.
I actually wanted to play a few kicks in person, but seeing that this posture seemed to have lost some price, I had to give up and say in a bad mood, "Let's go, change to a quieter bar."
Shantouzai quickly responded, then closed the car door, made a gesture to the guys, and then opened the door and got into the car.
After the car started, I picked my head and looked through the window. Several gangsters were already pushed into an alley next to me by the group of young men who came out of CLUB.
At midnight, I went to a bar I often went to. Because the location was cooked and it was on the pedestrian street, the car could not be parked at the door, so I asked Shantouzai to go home, opened a bottle of red wine in the bar, and chatted with the bottle while drinking.
There are actually not many people in the bar, and they are not noisy. They are all whispering softly on their respective booths. The light in the hall is also very dim, revealing a romantic and ambiguous situation.
After drinking for a while, I put my hand into the bottle's short skirt. Under the smooth stockings, the soft and elastic thighs of the bottle were particularly comfortable to touch. In order to facilitate my movements, the bottle snuggled softly into my arms, and the legs under the skirt were slightly dispersed, allowing my palms to move straight in, and directly pressed against the tender part between her legs. I groped and gently teared open the crotch of the very thin stockings, and opened the cover of the thong. The two soft little lips were already wet, and the knuckles were even more warm and greasy.
Under the aid of alcohol, my lower abdomen became hot, and my middle fingers had almost completely slid into the smooth and tender part, and even my breathing became a little rapid.
I couldn't help it, and walked out of the back door of the bar with my slender waist around the bottle. There was the end of a narrow alley. Beside two huge trash cans, I turned the bottle's body over, let her support the wall with both hands, spread her legs and stick out her round and perky buttocks, lifted her gauze skirt and stuffed it into the stockings on her slender waist.
The crotch of the stockings that I had already torn a hole was expanded by me again into an open-stand model. Then I gasped, loosened the belt of the pants, pulled the chain of the pants, released the penis that I had been unable to hold back. With a thrust of my waist, the penis slid smoothly into the soft and warm wrapper in the soft and warm wrap. The feeling of satisfaction made me breathe a sigh of relief.
The bottle supported the wall with one hand and covered its little mouth with the other hand, humming in a muffled voice. The snow-white and silky buttocks were trembling with seductive tremors under my thrusting and impact. The pair of clothes on her chest that I had already stuffed into her snow-white ravines, were completely exposed, swaying up and down with a white halo as the force from her buttocks.
The stimulation in the wild and the numbness and pleasure coming from the glans made my cock harder and harder, and the frequency and depth of in and out became greater and greater.
I excitedly kneaded the plump and softness of the bottle's chest with both hands, allowing her to squeeze and twist in the palm of my hand, and even clamped her soybean-sized pink nipples between my fingers. Damn, the great satisfaction released during the thrusting made me enjoy it wholeheartedly, and I had no time to take care of everything around me.
With the long and soft whisper of the bottle, I felt a comfortable thrill all over, and the semen surging into the depths of the bottle's vagina with the heat of body temperature.
After releasing my satisfaction, I kneaded her elastic soft buttocks with both hands. Only then did I realize that there were two spectators squatting not far away. Under the small red light at the back door of the bar, two pairs of envious and eager eyes were staring at us. Oh no, I was looking at the plump and elastic peach buttocks of the bottle.
I pulled out my semi-hard cock, pressed the bottle between my legs as if no one was around, and stuffed my wet glans into her warm little mouth. Because the heels were too high, the bottle could only spread its legs and squat and suck and spit the cock. The hem of the skirt was already tucked in the stockings around her waist, and her lower body was almost completely exposed. In the beautiful spring scenery, I clearly heard the gurgling sound of one of the audience swallowing saliva. After putting on my clothes, I threw the side-barred black thong of the bottle on the lid of the trash can, and pressed one hand on the exposed slender waist of the bottle. Passing by the two still immersed in unresponsive audiences, heading along the narrow alley.
In my heart, the bottle is actually more of a tool that I can vent my will. Although I will chat with her very well, there is always a clear diaphragm in my heart. The diaphragm can be transparent, but it is as solid as bulletproof glass. I can enter her body and mind at will, but she cannot touch my inner world through this layer of glass.
I know that she is actually aware of the existence of this estrangement, but she is just tacit understanding each other, or she is asking for what she wants.
In addition to the 3P that was not very exciting with Zhao Dong, in fact, during my period of drinking and slowing down pressure every night, I also played with the 3P with the 3P. Once, I was with Zhao Dong and Zhao Ziheng, the uncle and nephew, both of them were with a female companion. The six of us played wildly in the KTV VIP private room for more than four hours. At the end, the 3P was drunk and fell asleep on the sofa. The suspender shirt on the top was curled up to the back of our heads, and our plump breasts were completely exposed and squeezed on the sofa on our chest.
The tight jeans were also taken off to the ankle of the left foot, and were curled up with the white lace underwear inside. The snow-white and perky buttocks were also stuffed with a used condom by Zhao Dong.
At first glance, it was as miserable as the scene of a gang-raped crime scene, but the bottle was not embarrassed that night. The girl Zhao Ziheng brought was really miserable. The girl is said to be only 20 years old and is in the art school. Not to mention her convex figure, she also has a pretty and lovely face.
She was the first to drink too much, and she was still drunk in a daze. She sat on my thigh and hugged me, and then went to flirt with Zhao Dong. As a result, Zhao Dong was pulled into the bathroom of the private room, took off the stockings on her legs and tied her hands, pressed them on the washing table and fucked them hard for a while. After the fuck, she threw the girl in the bathroom.
When I went in to urinate, the girl leaned naked on the toilet, and fell asleep in a mess with her legs spread apart.
I finished peeing on her face, and without lifting my pants, I pulled her up, untied her tied stockings, pulled her two weak arms from behind, and stood in and fucked her for a while. When the girl was fucked by me, she shook her head from time to time and muttered and scolded me as a bastard. After venting, as soon as I let go of my hand, she sat softly on the ground, lay on the toilet and fell asleep again.
After that, Zhao Ziheng went in and had anal sex with the girl until she left. I remembered to put on my tops and carry her out with her, but I didn't see the girl in the bathroom appearing.
The next night, I woke up and called Zhao Dong, and I mentioned it by chance. Zhao Dong said to me with a chuckle that Zhao Ziheng was halfway through the taxi. Only then did I remember that the girl was still in the bathroom and was lazy to go back to pick her up, so I called the manager of the KTV. The girl who went to pick her up the next morning came to the private room and saw that it was already noon when she arrived at the private room. The girl was still sleeping soundly in the dark private room, but her dress was dirty and wet, and she was stuffed into the garbage bag. She was naked in the private room. Her high heels on her feet were kept in the private room intact. Finally, she found a cleaning lady to borrow a set of work clothes for changing clothes and barely put on it, so she brought out the KTV.
The second time I went out was to receive two rich second-generations from Shanxi. The two guys were so good at drinking. Each of them drank more than one pound of white wine and didn't even notice that they were too much. The bottles followed me and helped me block the wine several times. As a result, when I arrived at the KTV private room, I got drunk again after a few bottles of beer. I was originally going to arrange for two girls to go to the hotel for the two guys, but they fell in love with the bottles that were drunk and almost unconscious.
I was drunk too, so I just opened a large suite together, went into the hotel room, smoked a cigarette on the sofa in the outer room, and fell asleep in a daze. When I opened my eyes again, it was already two o'clock in the morning. I got up and went into the inner bedroom. I saw that the bottle was covered with a pair of flesh-colored stockings that were almost completely torn. I lay on my back with my breasts exposed, and there was an unplugged condom in my messy vagina.
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