Zhang Jiacheng was a little confused and suddenly began to wonder why he was coming to this place. He reached out and touched his penis that had been standing in his crotch for a long time. He should have left now, but why didn't he just want to move?
Amid a lewd sound, melodious music suddenly sounded, and a wall in the private room slowly rose, and light gathered over. Behind the wall was a small stage.
Feng Yuan stopped fucking when he heard the song, sat back on the sofa, pointed to his still erect penis, signaling Xiaoshui not to stop
Xiaoshui climbed softly between his legs, opened his mouth and held his cock in his mouth, and began to suck it
Seeing this, Xinghe climbed between his legs with a bottle of wine in his asshole, and leaned his head to bite his pants zipper.
With a sting, Zhang Jiacheng's mind was blank. He stared blankly at Xinghe and his clone was in his mouth. Xinghe's eyes were round and big. When he looked at him, he was full of expectation and dependence. Zhang Jiacheng couldn't say anything to refuse.
What he thought was that this was a man, and he used his mouth again, so he was not betrayed his wife, right?
While the two bosses were served by verbal service, the music continued. As the song gradually improved, two ribbons slowly hang down on the stage. A slender figure climbed the ribbon and slowly fell down, and finally stood on the stage.
The light on the stage was lit up, and under the ribbon was a petite but curved girl with a veil, her face showed only a pair of moist and lively big eyes. She was wrapped in a green gauze dress, and her upper body only showed her two perky breasts. Two strings of bells were hung on her nipples, which made a crisp ringtone sound as she moved.
Her lower body was exposed from her crotch. When her legs were spread apart, she could see that her vagina was pure white and hairless, her vagina was delicate and pink, and there was crystal clear vaginal fluid on it.
The most shocking thing was that after she turned around, her anal flesh turned outward, with two thick anal rings on it, connected to a steel wire hanging from the top of the stage.
She grabbed the ribbon with both hands, her asshole was hung up, and her feet could only be able to stand on the stage with her toes.
This kind of abused look makes people lustful, but the veil slips down. Her appearance is extremely pure and beautiful, and innocent, which makes people unable to bear to be blasphemous.
These two extreme beauty are mixed in contradiction with a person, and it is neither love nor pity, but it inexplicably arouses evil deep in his heart and wants to insult and abuse it.
Zhang Jiacheng had been stunned for a long time, and even the erect purple penis under him was unable to be called back to his sanity. He pushed Xinghe's head away, stood up, and walked towards the stage step by step.
There is actually a layer of bulletproof glass between the stage and the private room. This is to prevent any problems in the private room from affecting the performance, or the performance will not affect the guests.
Zhang Jiacheng didn't know the existence of this glass wall. He was attracted by the girl's dance and walked towards her slowly. All he thought about was to grab her, fuck her, fuck her constantly, fuck her, cry under her body and beg for mercy...
With a thud, Feng Yuan was awakened from the climax of the orgasm that was about to ejaculate. He looked at Zhang Jiacheng, who was covering his nose with anger and amused. He patted Xiaoshui on the face, stood up and walked over with his cock, and asked: Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you?
While speaking, he also looked up and saw the girl on the stage. The girl was dancing the striking dance, which was a palace dance passed down from ancient times, elegant and beautiful.
She climbed the ribbon with her hands, raised one foot straight in front of her chest, and the other foot was standing upright and rotating. The place where the anus was raised became more and more beautiful. The tender flesh was turned out, and the bright redness in the depths of the rectum could be vaguely seen.
Moreover, there was constant lewd water flowing in her vagina, and the bells on her chest were shaking with the rhythm. The jingling sound came out, making people want to hold her in their arms.
Feng Yuan swallowed his saliva and thought to himself, be good, no wonder Young Master Kang is obsessed with it. This eldest lady of the Shen family is really a beauty in the world. Not to mention that Zhang Jiacheng has not bleeding, if he can kiss her at this moment, it will be worth it even if he dies on her!
Amid a lewd sound, melodious music suddenly sounded, and a wall in the private room slowly rose, and light gathered over. Behind the wall was a small stage.
Feng Yuan stopped fucking when he heard the song, sat back on the sofa, pointed to his still erect penis, signaling Xiaoshui not to stop
Xiaoshui climbed softly between his legs, opened his mouth and held his cock in his mouth, and began to suck it
Seeing this, Xinghe climbed between his legs with a bottle of wine in his asshole, and leaned his head to bite his pants zipper.
With a sting, Zhang Jiacheng's mind was blank. He stared blankly at Xinghe and his clone was in his mouth. Xinghe's eyes were round and big. When he looked at him, he was full of expectation and dependence. Zhang Jiacheng couldn't say anything to refuse.
What he thought was that this was a man, and he used his mouth again, so he was not betrayed his wife, right?
While the two bosses were served by verbal service, the music continued. As the song gradually improved, two ribbons slowly hang down on the stage. A slender figure climbed the ribbon and slowly fell down, and finally stood on the stage.
The light on the stage was lit up, and under the ribbon was a petite but curved girl with a veil, her face showed only a pair of moist and lively big eyes. She was wrapped in a green gauze dress, and her upper body only showed her two perky breasts. Two strings of bells were hung on her nipples, which made a crisp ringtone sound as she moved.
Her lower body was exposed from her crotch. When her legs were spread apart, she could see that her vagina was pure white and hairless, her vagina was delicate and pink, and there was crystal clear vaginal fluid on it.
The most shocking thing was that after she turned around, her anal flesh turned outward, with two thick anal rings on it, connected to a steel wire hanging from the top of the stage.
She grabbed the ribbon with both hands, her asshole was hung up, and her feet could only be able to stand on the stage with her toes.
This kind of abused look makes people lustful, but the veil slips down. Her appearance is extremely pure and beautiful, and innocent, which makes people unable to bear to be blasphemous.
These two extreme beauty are mixed in contradiction with a person, and it is neither love nor pity, but it inexplicably arouses evil deep in his heart and wants to insult and abuse it.
Zhang Jiacheng had been stunned for a long time, and even the erect purple penis under him was unable to be called back to his sanity. He pushed Xinghe's head away, stood up, and walked towards the stage step by step.
There is actually a layer of bulletproof glass between the stage and the private room. This is to prevent any problems in the private room from affecting the performance, or the performance will not affect the guests.
Zhang Jiacheng didn't know the existence of this glass wall. He was attracted by the girl's dance and walked towards her slowly. All he thought about was to grab her, fuck her, fuck her constantly, fuck her, cry under her body and beg for mercy...
With a thud, Feng Yuan was awakened from the climax of the orgasm that was about to ejaculate. He looked at Zhang Jiacheng, who was covering his nose with anger and amused. He patted Xiaoshui on the face, stood up and walked over with his cock, and asked: Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you?
While speaking, he also looked up and saw the girl on the stage. The girl was dancing the striking dance, which was a palace dance passed down from ancient times, elegant and beautiful.
She climbed the ribbon with her hands, raised one foot straight in front of her chest, and the other foot was standing upright and rotating. The place where the anus was raised became more and more beautiful. The tender flesh was turned out, and the bright redness in the depths of the rectum could be vaguely seen.
Moreover, there was constant lewd water flowing in her vagina, and the bells on her chest were shaking with the rhythm. The jingling sound came out, making people want to hold her in their arms.
Feng Yuan swallowed his saliva and thought to himself, be good, no wonder Young Master Kang is obsessed with it. This eldest lady of the Shen family is really a beauty in the world. Not to mention that Zhang Jiacheng has not bleeding, if he can kiss her at this moment, it will be worth it even if he dies on her!
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