Golden Years

The two of them looked at each other and thought I was imagining things. However, I'll just say that I want the two of you to accompany me.

At the time, I could feel that both girls wanted to make that money. Thus, the two of them agreed without hesitating for long. I was very, very excited to see her nod.

Then she beckoned for the pimple to come, and she walked slowly into the room, each step making me more excited.

Then I reached out and took her, pulled her to my lap, and began to kiss her.

Her lips were dry, but soon they were wet from inside out. His body also reacted.

This state meant that she really didn't have much time left. At the start, her body was a little tight, but the temperature was very fast!

I immediately started and quickly took off her pajamas. Inside, there was a pink Bra with a little peachy heart, matching the one inside. I undid the top of her, then held her, pressed her to the bed, and kissed her.

Her skin was a little dry, perhaps because of the texture of the skin. The feeling of rubbing against my lips and tongue was very stimulating. My body is very hard. This state is much better than when I was in the outskirts of Yan City a few days ago.

A soft "brother" came from behind …

I realized there was more black silk, so I asked her to come to me and I sat her down with her legs tucked up so that I could free one hand and stroke her stockinged thighs and calves.

This is great, I can use all of my hands now.

My main battlefield was still the pimples. Her body made me very satisfied, and she also became wet and hot. I directly and forcefully entered the battlefield, giving each other the most direct treatment.

Perhaps because the timing was better, the pimple mm's body quickly reached its peak (at the time, it didn't feel like she was faking it). But I still have a lot of energy, and I haven't had time to let it out.

So I let her take a little breather and rest, and put all her strength into the black silk.

I roughly took off her simple clothes, then reached out to touch the place where she might be the most wet.

It's the same. I'm satisfied.

Then I wriggled her body and said, "Turn around, turn around..."

She turned into a half-kneeling position with both hands on the bed. Then, I also entered with the same force! Before this, I hadn't completely taken off her stockings, so I let that trace of black with fine network markings hang on her legs and appear in front of me anytime and anywhere.

After charging again and again, she and I started to play with each other. From the back, we changed positions several times. The advantage of being petite was that I could move her body at will, twisting and contacting her body and movements with my will.

Moreover, although her figure was small, it didn't lose its fullness. There is a popular phrase online called "a wet breast". It is quite similar to the black silk that is before my eyes.

When I was in love with two girls, especially during the exchange, I felt that my body was very tight and that I could persevere indefinitely. However, most of the time, it was the body giving the wrong signal, which formed the false impression of bewitching.

Thus, after I reached a certain degree of toughness and craziness, I immediately felt that I could no longer hold on!

Thus, I used 0.01 seconds of time to choose whether or not I should use that fresh and tender body in front of me as my final resting place.

Still acne mm, I prefer her, like her slender figure, and previously saw the PS after the beautiful face.

I jerked away from the black silk and pulled up my resting pimple a little, then motioned for her to place her on my waist and let her sit on it.

Then I held her, moving in the most comfortable position I could feel, waiting for the moment to come.

She just like this pandering to me, and seems to be trying hard to tighten my body, help me to reach the peak of happiness.

Finally, she felt my body twitch, and she felt the sudden rush of heat. She gasped as if she had been infected, and we all calmed down.

The madness was over, my body was calm and cool, but my emotions were still in high spirits.

How to describe it? In such a cozy girl's room, a small, real, intimate woman in a nightgown and a plain face was with me. "There was no sense of irritation, nor was there the feeling of a naked massage parlor deal.

I'm happy, this is the kind of happiness that I've truly released from the day Zhenzhen left my life.

At that moment, I even secretly thought, "Actually, Lou Feng is not bad at all. What I'm looking for is not j but a one-night stand …" If I think about it this way, I can have a lot of lovers in this city, can't I?

After that, the two girls appeared very calm, but they were also a little shy. Perhaps the number of times they had accompanied guests was not much.

I fished the dozen red bills out of my pants on the floor and counted out six hundred dollars for them. Then, looking at their exquisite bodies, she felt that she was still not done yet.

Then I had a whim and said to the pimp, Will you take me downstairs?

She paused for a moment, then smiled and said, There's nothing wrong with that, but I have to change my clothes.

Then the pimple went back to my room, and I dressed myself.

The black silk softly muttered, "Brother, you're really biased. You must be falling in love with my sister …"

I laughed and didn't answer.

After a few minutes, the acne man put on his thicker clothes, his hat and mask, and then his shoes at the door, ready to go downstairs with me.

I didn't speak to the pimple girl until she walked me to the gate of the neighborhood. I turned away and took her hand.

She was a little taken aback, but still managed a calm smile. Say, if you think you like me, you can come and take care of our business in the future.

I smiled and said yes, and slipped two hundred dollars into the palm of her hand.

She was a little surprised. 'I better not say this, I didn't want to keep you company in the first place …'

I shook my head and said you should take the money.

She asked in confusion, "Brother, do you have any other requests?"

I looked around to see that there was no one around and whispered, Take off your mask.

"Don't, pimples, ugliness …" Her eyes flickered as if she had realized something.

I said take it off. It's fine. I don't mind your being ugly. He then took the initiative to extend his hand.

At this time, she no longer held herself back and took off her mask.

Then I put my arm around her waist and kissed her. Just like a lover's kiss, lips and teeth touching, the tip of the tongue lightly swaying. Her heart was in my arms, a little faster than before.

The passion from being with two strangers had inexplicably improved my mental state greatly, allowing Zhenzhen's essay to basically be flipped over from here on. It was not to say that she hated the new and hated the old. Rather, she wanted to use every new day to bury the past in the spring, so as to sprout new sprouts!

At that time, I was usually helping Little Lei sell his car, and then went to the shop to sing at night. Selling cars should have been one of those periods of time when I decided it was the main business. Actually, it wasn't easy to sell one. He had to find a good opportunity and buy one that the owner was willing to let go of. I only had one Q7 in the middle, and I made twenty-five thousand dollars.

However, if he found an opportunity, he could earn twenty or thirty thousand, which would be equivalent to receiving a few months' worth of salary for free. I have money in my card, so I don't really care about the money needed to drive. Basically, I will go to the shop every night, and even if I don't sing, I will still help, since I have nothing better to do, why not pick Shuai Shuai up.

Counting the time Shuai Shuai and I have been working at this house for quite a while, the boss is nice, the manager is loyal, and we have feelings for each other. Before I knew it, we were both older people. The young waiters and singers that just came in all called Shuai Shuai and me big bro.

Usually from Monday to Thursday, when they were not having any activities, there were really not many guests. I had the intention of talking about being a delinquent, but then I suddenly got interested in playing the guitar.

Thinking back to when I was in university, Lao Jin played this every day in the corridor, allowing me to learn a bit. I felt that it would be troublesome, so I might as well just sing; Therefore, he had never had any intention of doing so.

During this period of time, he had probably reached a bottleneck in his singing. He really wanted to learn guitar and enrich his acting style. It just so happened that everyone in the shop knew how to use their hands, and most of the singers who came on stage also used their guitars to play a little bit when there was no one around.

I've never learned any musical instruments in my life, let alone any. It can be said that my foundation in this area is extremely poor. However, it wasn't that difficult for him to start playing the guitar. He knew how to play the chords, knew how to play the strings, and when the calluses appeared on his fingers, playing a few fool chords wasn't too stressful.

At this time, I was really happy. I thought you guys could play guitar and nb, but it wasn't that difficult after all that time! As long as I have time to practice and learn, I can also be a self - singing singer!

Of course, this was just a joke. As the saying goes, if I want to rely on my guitar to perform directly, I won't be able to do it within ten years. Just for fun and fun, I couldn't even be bothered to buy my own guitar, it was all from the store.

On this day, a new waiter girl told me: Brother Zhang, someone is looking for you!

When I turned my head, I saw a girl with black glasses and a black hat. She was looking at me.

Since she was dressed in such a way that completely covered her face, I had no way of recognizing her. However, based on her appearance and figure, she seemed to be a young girl.

I waved my hand and the girl came over. It was only when I walked up to him that I recognized him: Little Yu!

It was the female college student whom Mr. Z, the musician, had recommended to sing in our shop a few times before.

Little Yu had approached me a few times to discuss with me about the song selection and the acting style. I also gave her some pointers. However, she felt that this lass was much more unreasonable, as if she hadn't said anything at all. The days passed quickly, and there were so many things to do that I almost forgot that I had promised to help her.

Sure enough, after Little Yu came over, she was stunned and cute like she always was. Speaking of Big Brother Zhang, I previously said that you will help me. Right now, it's the season for the various universities. I can find a lot of opportunities to perform, but I'm afraid the effects won't be good.