Counterattack Tianjiao

"You just came back from abroad." The woman took out a fruit knife and began to peel apples leisurely.

"Yes, Miss Linda"

Linda put down the apple in her hand, walked to the wine cabinet behind her, got a glass of red wine for Johnson, and pushed it to Johnson's table.

"Sister Linda, you're welcome, I'm just here to report to you, I... can I go to work now?"

Johnson was a little guilty. He was a waiter with short plates. Linda's over-enthusiasm made him very uncomfortable.

Linda wriggled her delicate nose, a little unnaturally. She walked slowly to Johnson's sofa and sat down next to him. A refreshing fragrance wafted over him, and Johnson suddenly felt intoxicated.

Chanel is modern—coco, charming lychee fruit fragrance, reconciled with the main fragrance of elegant rose buds and Italian jasmine, a beautiful combination of vast and mysterious oriental sentiment and exquisite and elegant western culture, mixed with body fragrance of mature women, SC Johnson feels Dry tongue!

"Xiao Zhuang...Actually...Actually, my sister wants you to do me a favor." When she said this, Linda gently touched Zhuang Chen intentionally or unintentionally, and the two soft balls squeezed her elbows and shoulders from time to time. .

"Wh... what's busy?" Johnson began to be distracted, didn't he mean that he was a waiter, did he have other work potentials that he hadn't discovered?

Johnson completely lost his usual frivolity and smoothness when facing Linda. It turned out that he was so vulnerable, and Johnson secretly despised himself.

"Sister Linda, please tell me. If you can help, I will definitely help." Johnson collected himself and tried to keep his tone as steady as possible.

A bright smile appeared on Linda's face immediately, she pursed her red cherry mouth, and said in Johnson's ear, "Xiao Zhuang, let me tell you directly, how many guests are here today?" , are all VIP customers of our store, you also know that we have leisure massage, they only need male masseurs, you see, today is the weekend, there is not enough manpower, no, my sister can meet the qualifications when you look at your real physique, I think ...I just want you to stand up, of course, the reward must be indispensable."

Zhuang Johnson finally understood, and Linda asked him to pretend to be a male masseuse and give massages to those coquettish ladies.

He suddenly hesitated, would there be any pornographic services here? Although Johnson liked women very much, he hadn't reached the point of being a cowherd.

Linda saw that Johnson hesitated, and seemed a little anxious: "Xiao Zhuang, are you worried that you won't be able to massage? It's okay, those women don't understand anything in bed, you just need to rub, pinch, and press on their backs." Just press it, you don’t have to be professional”

"Sister Linda, I...I'll think about it" Johnson was still full of worries.

It’s not that SC Johnson doesn’t know how to massage at all. During the base training, he also learned a superb massage technique, but it was a therapeutic recovery massage for the wounded when they rescued themselves. In the past, he massaged his brother who was born and died. Today, this superb skill requires Serving a group of sexy women as the opposite sex, Zhuang Johnson was completely sad...

He couldn't bear children, but couldn't catch wolves; he couldn't bear his wife, and couldn't catch gangsters; Zhuang Johnson went all out, and made a resolute decision for his great ideal.

"Sister Linda, let me try then."

"Really, that's great, I'll arrange it now" Linda was obviously overjoyed.

Walking with Linda in the promenade intertwined with light and darkness, SC Johnson's heart beat faster every step he took, not because of the danger, but because of Linda's plump buttocks and slender and soft legs. Why do women's legs To grow so long, what do you want to do so long?

This figure is absolutely delicious, tsk tsk tsk...hehe...hehe... Johnson couldn't help but smirk at Linda's curvy S-shaped figure.

Damn it, what the hell is going on, becoming so worthless is harder than killing someone, Johnson feels tormented.

The corridor is very long, and the floor is covered with thick carpets, which are soft and there is no sound when stepped on. This further sets off the fierce sex sounds of men and women in the room, especially the "babbling" woman's moaning sound is very clear.How the hell can this make such a big commotion, using a method?SC Johnson was incomprehensible.

After turning a corner, Linda stopped at the door of a luxury box. A girl who looked like a waiter handed Johnson a basin filled with clean water, a clean towel, and a box containing skin care products for women. goods basket.Johnson took it and wanted to go in, but was stopped by Linda.

"What are you doing, take off your clothes first?" Linda looked helpless.

"What! You have to take off your clothes for massage?" Johnson was surprised.

"Take it off, yes, take off your pants too, yes, you only wear underwear." Linda seemed to be used to this, with a natural tone.

Johnson hesitated when he took off his pants, "Sister Linda, is this necessary?"

"Pfft" Linda was amused by Johnson, "My silly brother, the masseuse can only wear underwear, the rules at this time"

Johnson's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his expression was extremely unnatural. His mind was full of unhealthy images whether it was prostitution or massage.

"Is...is this okay?" When Johnson took off his pants bravely, he put his hands between his legs.

A sexy male body was perfectly displayed in front of Linda.

The sharp-edged muscles are bulging like knives, and the healthy and powerful abdominal muscles are bursting out, appearing and disappearing between breaths, the thick arms and the raised pectoralis major are touching the heartstrings of the woman, Linda is darkly quenched. I took a sip of myself, how could I have committed a nympho in my heart that has been lonely for many years...

When Johnson walked into the box with his legs intertwined, Linda secretly felt sorry for him, what a fine young man, but he was going to be ruined by a few coquettish women, hey, it was all caused by evil money, No way, this is reality...

The box is obviously much larger than the outside box, about 50 square meters. The dim and soft lighting makes the whole room look hazy and ambiguous, and the fragrance of the female body is sandwiched between bursts of fragrance, which has a great aphrodisiac effect.

In the center of the room is a large massage bed, and what catches the eye is the snow-white body of a mature beautiful woman who makes people's blood swell. The buttocks are small, the white, tender and plump buttocks bulge as high as a snow mountain, and the chest is pressed into a cake shape...

Johnson's mouth was dry, and he came to the massage table tremblingly, not knowing what to do.

"It's time to start, the full set..." The beautiful woman's voice was still lazy.

Johnson closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and concentrated on collecting the massage information in his brain. He closed his eyes and mechanically pressed it with his hands, and what he felt was a warm and smooth...

"Well—" the beautiful woman let out a comfortable moan, and Johnson withdrew his hand suddenly, pulling off the only piece of cloth on the woman's buttocks, and Johnson was stunned...