The Temptation: Beautiful Female Boss

After all the beauties come in, when they "pick cabbage", I will comment on them like those old lusters, laughing and shouting. If I want to be more licentious, I will be more licentious.

But only when the beauties come over, can I know how much I hate them. I will push them to my clients and my colleagues. I will shout, "sister, you should accompany our boss well today, or you won't be paid."

I won't touch those beauties, let alone let them touch me, because I feel very dirty.

I drink a lot, but I seldom eat food. No matter it's white wine, red wine, rice wine or foreign wine, I will not refuse anyone who comes. No matter it's single challenge or group fight, I'm not afraid. The customer shouts with a thumbs up: "it's worthy of being the boss." Of course, I don't know if they have a thumbs up in their hearts and secretly scold, "this silly X."

I often can't tell whether it's day or night in such a day, and I don't know which one is my real self. But it seems that customers like me better than what I am now. Of course, it just seems that customers don't tell me which one they like better.

In the meantime, I got two calls.

The first call is from sister Hong.

When the phone rings, I'm still asleep in my dream. I drink too much at night, and I have a splitting headache.

I fumbled to answer the phone.

"Are you up?" Delicate voice.

I am a soul stirring, who will call me like this, I am bewildered and stare at that number, all of a sudden I am sleepless.

"It's you?" I repressed my inner excitement. I didn't know what I was excited about.

"Well."

Both of them were a little silent for a moment.

"What can I do for you?"

"Well."

"What's the matter?" I try my best to make my tone calm and not emotional. I don't know if I should hate sister Hong. Su Xia left that day, I hate Michelle, I think I will scold sister Hong, but now I don't know how I should treat sister Hong, but I really don't like her.

"I..."

"Say anything."

"Can Can you see one side? " Sister Hong stammered.

"Do you think it's necessary?"

"All right." She was obviously a little frustrated. "Excuse me."

"Where is it?" My heart moved.

"It's still in Wangfujing."

Hung up the phone, I took a long breath, I don't know why I promised her to meet.

Today's sister Hong is very plain dressed, like a good woman.

When I saw sister Hong, I was a little excited. I faced the sun, narrowed my eyes slightly, put my hands in my pocket, and looked at sister Hong like that.

"What do you think I'm doing?" She asked.

By this time we had reached the side of the car. I opened the copilot's door, motioned her to get on, and said, "get on, I'll answer you.".

After I got on the bus and sat down in the driver's seat, she asked me: answer my question just now!

I turned to the right, leaned forward, close to her face, and asked: do you look like a good woman?

She hit me hard and said with a smile: Why are you so bad!

My mouth and hers are close to each other.

I took my tongue out of her mouth and began to gently lick her earlobe with the tip of my tongue and nibble it with my teeth from time to time.

At the same time, my hand rubbed back and forth on her thigh, and from time to time with the tip of my middle finger slipped through the root of her leg, close to the dense forest in the privacy.

While kissing her earlobe, I increased the frequency of my fingertips sliding through the inside of my thigh.

I felt her breathing start to get uneven.

When we were lingering in the car, there were passers-by from time to time, so I proposed to drive to a safe place and got her tacit approval.

More than half an hour later, I drove to the river.

In the process of driving, our hands were not idle. I continued to stimulate the root of her thigh with my fingertips, but she even took the initiative to put her hand on my tent and stroked her back and forth across my pants.

After parking, I said: let's go to the back seat!

Then we got off the front door and got on the back door.

I decided to test the results of this long foreplay before everything was ready.

I put my hand under her skirt, pulled open her underwear, drove through the dense forest to the entrance of the cave, and found that the cave had been soaked.

The flood surged out of the cave, inundating the nearby forest and soaking the fig leaf.

I motioned to her to raise her legs. She raised her legs and raised her buttocks to let me take off her underwear easily.

Her underpants are milky white, made of silk, with some dark flowers on them. Under the dim light, you can see the thick liquid at the bottom of the underpants.

I instinctively put my underwear next to my nose and smelled the smell of the agar.She gently kicked me in the face with her foot and said, "I hate to smell it!

I smile, throw aside my underwear, close to her ear, and ask softly: do you want gentle or violent?

Hongjie chose the latter, she said: I like the violent point, but I am afraid of pain!

I leaned up to her ear and whispered, believe me.

She nodded. So I lifted her legs on my shoulders and put her in the back seat.

This time, I was so hard that the two sides of the abdomen tightly together, even the shame hair are intertwined with each other, intertwined.

She can't help shouting, breathing deeply, holding my hips with her fingers, deeply embedded in the flesh, pulling in her xiati direction, pushing away, pulling again, one, two, three, one, two, three, like the rhythm of a waltz.

We're like dancers in the dark, with every three seconds of pelvic bone pounding, gazing, panting, biting, hugging.

We just danced together. As time went on, the tempo of Waltz obviously couldn't satisfy her. Because every time I haven't completely extracted from her body, she will pull my waist towards her impatiently.

I understand that now she doesn't need a waltz, but a fast polka.

Maybe she didn't feel strong enough in her arms. Sister Hong took her two legs off my shoulders and clamped my whole waist tightly. She pulled her legs back and forth and hit her in the direction of xiati.

With the help of her legs, she liberated her hands, so she began to press her hands quickly, as if this can multiply the pleasure of intercourse.

Maybe because of the instant increase of pleasure, her throat began to emit a loud scream. I can't hear what she is saying. Maybe it's a babble leading to the paradise of Xing love and happiness.

At this moment, my role in Xing's love is not so important, because my xiati doesn't need to use too much strength, just to move back and forth with her.

To her, I'm just a Xing love doll. All I have to do is to keep the hardness there.

In the moment before * *, sister Hong's whole body suddenly jumped tightly, just like a stiff carp.

Then she shivered, took a deep breath, hugged me tightly, and her nails were deeply embedded in my back. There was a sharp cry in her throat, and then it was soft in my arms.

At that moment, my xiati felt a sense of tightness, like a small fish swimming between my legs. Then, an undercurrent came to me and wrapped it tightly.

Three seconds later, the undercurrent retreated. Sister Hong subconsciously pushed me away, and the thing below also pulled out of her body. I looked down and saw that it was still strong except for being covered with white paste.

After sister Hong's first sexual intercourse, I turned around and hugged her.

The space in the car is spacious enough, which also gives her full freedom to shake up and down.

If you replace it with a homemade silk car, every time you pull it out, the girl will hit her head.

I cooperate with her swing, from time to time with waist force to top her, at the same time across the clothes, touch her twin peaks.

During the whole process of the car shock, sister Hong was dressed.

This is also my habit: I like to love girls in clothes.

Of course, this "dress" does not include underwear and underpants.

I don't know why, I always don't like girls, and I don't like to take a shower and go to bed after opening a room.

I like to take off as few clothes as possible on the premise of smooth delivery.

And Guan Xuehua, so do I.

After a few minutes in this position, I began to feel a little tired.

Looking around the windows, we were both emitting body heat covered with a thick layer of steam.

The air in the car became thinner and thinner, and I even felt a little bit difficult to breathe.

I decided to take the initiative to speed up the arrival of Hongjie's second revolution.

I reached out to the junction of our * * and walked through our already intertwined woods to find her * * and pressed it with my thumb and rubbed it back and forth.

At the same time, I accelerated the range of hip and waist shaking,

soon, from her facial expression and short moans in her voice, I knew that she was about to reach the peak.

You know, when using the female upper hand massage, the female should keep her balance and hold the male with her hands, so there is no extra hand to massage.

At this time, the considerate man should remember to help and stimulate her a little. With such a deep posture, she will soon be sent to the cloud of happiness.

I looked at sister Hong's expression with great interest. She looked very painful.

Since ancient times, no one can give a specific and scientific explanation for the feelings of female sex.It is said that the feeling is almost an illusion, tens of thousands of times more than ordinary pleasure.

At that moment, pain and happiness seemed to have no boundary, and every cell in the whole body would boil.

The only way to give the same pleasure is said to be by taking drugs.

Compared with women's pleasure, men's pleasure at the moment of sexual intercourse is not worth mentioning.

In the closed carriage, the oxygen was gradually thin, and I was a little dizzy. She was sweating and collapsed on the seat.

I hastened to open the window, while pressing the car's external circulation ventilation.

Here to remind the majority of car shock enthusiasts, in the car, we must turn on the air conditioning external circulation, at the same time, the window should leave a gap.

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