[Yangzi’s wedding eve]

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Zheng Guoren, a 39-year-old Chinese man, works for a belt manufacturing company.

A late autumn hurricane, stronger than a northwesterly wind, brought cold rain that lashed the railway tracks along the Sea of Japan coast.

Dusk was approaching.

A two-car electric train was stopped on the platform.

The announcement inside the train said apologetically, "It may not be repairable yet."

Zheng Guoren was on his way back from a business trip, with nothing particularly urgent, and wanted to see the giant waves of the sea, so he stepped off the platform.

A stunningly beautiful woman stepped off from another car. A large backpack slung over her shoulder suggested she was going to

work or traveling.

Her dark brown fishnet stockings were striking.

Perhaps because of her long legs, her coat and skirt were quite short.

"How rude of you to stare like that,"

the young woman glared at Zheng Guoren with that expression, then walked onto the overpass.

Zheng Guoren thought to himself, this woman must have a very strong personality. Looking up, her coat and skirt

swayed like a parachute, almost revealing her upper thighs.

She was probably around twenty-three or twenty-four years old. She glared down at Takubo, as if blaming him for peeking at

something .

Zheng Guoren quickly lowered his head, feeling guilty for his act of looking up.

As they walked down the overpass, the woman's skirt and coat were blown up by the strong wind.

This time, the woman didn't turn around; she simply used her hands to hold down her coat and skirt as she walked towards the ticket gate.

Zheng Guoren felt aroused and wanted to get home quickly to strip his wife, Yingzi, naked.

He passed through the ticket gate with seven or eight other passengers.

Although it was a small station, there was still a "tourist hotel service counter." A middle-aged woman sat there, looking

utterly bored.

The younger woman glanced around, probably thinking the wind was too strong, and walked towards the counter, likely to

ask for hotel recommendations.

Zheng Guoren decided to do the same.

"Even with a storm, how can one person manage?"

the middle-aged woman muttered in a heavy local accent, then looked at Zheng Guoren.

"Hmm? Are they father and daughter, or brother and sister? Forget it, let's not fight. How about we stay together?"

He started making a phone call without asking the young woman and Zheng Guoren's opinions.

"I don't mind. We can each sleep in a corner of the big room."

"Ah...this..."

The woman lowered her head, biting her lip in thought.

—Countless white waves on the deep blue ocean.

After arriving at the hotel, the woman, of course, didn't let her guard down

. She simply stood by the window looking at the Sea of Japan at night, without changing into her bathrobe or introducing herself.

"Well then, I'll drink by myself first."

In the awkward atmosphere, Zheng Guoren picked up the bottle of sake brought by the waiter.

"Oh, sorry, let me pour you some."

The young woman maintained a serious expression, her movements as she took the bottle very unnaturally. This gesture of

goodwill seemed like she was suggesting it might be safer at night.

"Thank you, and you?"

"Oh, I'll have a drink too."

A smile appeared on the woman's face as she brought the glass to her lips. She probably had a good tolerance for alcohol, as she downed it in one gulp.

"This sake smells very good. Can I...call home?"

The young woman sighed.

"Please go ahead, miss, don't worry about the cost."

Zheng Guoren felt this was unnecessary and might make her suspicious, and he regretted it somewhat.

"Is that Mom? This is Fangzi... Did you see it on TV? The train service is suspended. That person called and

said I'll be flying back tomorrow, so don't worry."

As if trying to save on phone bills, she quickly hung up. From her words, it could be inferred that this woman was either engaged or

married, and her name was Fangzi.

"Where does this lady live?"

"Please don't ask."

Fangzi shook her head while drinking.

In the awkward atmosphere, Zheng Guoren also drank.

"Sir, Madam, can you make the bedding now?"

The old lady from the hotel came in and said.

"With such a young and beautiful wife, you must be very proud. But it must be quite tiring, right? Would you like to

call a masseur?"

"Alright."

The wind blew against the window, making a creaking sound. Zheng Guoren thought it would be difficult to fall asleep like this, so he agreed to the old lady

's suggestion.

The young woman pulled the blanket back about fifty centimeters, took off her sweater and skirt, and, wearing only fishnet stockings and

a slip that barely covered her buttocks, burrowed into the blankets.

"Ahem, is this the room?"

The older masseur entered and sat down next to the younger woman.

"Let's start with the young lady."

Before he finished speaking, he pulled back the blanket and pushed the young woman face down. Then

he began massaging her shoulders.

"Ah… Massager, sir."

The young woman squirmed nervously.

"Don't say anything. Your shoulders are so hard, like ice. People like that are bound to be constipated."

The masseur continued rubbing the woman's back and neck, looking very skilled.

"Ah… um…"

The younger woman remained silent and still.

The masseur sat on the woman's buttocks and massaged her back and waist with varying pressure and rubbing.

"Sir, your wife's skin is smooth and elastic, but her shoulders and back are very hard. This is proof that you haven't been taking care of her."

The masseur, assuming they were a couple, spoke to Zheng Guoren in a reproachful tone.

"Madam...right?"

"Oh...um..."

The beautiful woman, who said nothing, gave a vague reply to the masseur's words.

Zheng Guoren found the young woman's posture while receiving the massage very sexy. She wasn't his woman,

yet he felt a strange pang of jealousy.

"Madam, how is this area...?"

The masseur rubbed his large hands incessantly on her petticoat.

"Oh...yes..."

The young woman didn't resist, lying there quietly.

As Zheng Guoren raised his upper body to observe, the masseur not only used his hands but also rhythmically swayed the woman's

buttocks and cleft with his tailbone. He was indeed a masseur…

“Sir, for both men and women, this is the most effective spot; it will make you stronger.”

The masseur moved his position from the woman's buttocks to her thighs, then applied acupressure below the buttock mound.

“Madam, is it effective? Does it tickle?”

the masseur asked.

“Yes… um… mmm…”

The woman's voice seemed to acknowledge the sensuality there.

“Are these rough pantyhose popular in Tokyo? They're not only not sexy, but also inconvenient to massage. Sir,

look closely, the soles of the feet are the most important, both for health and eroticism.”

The masseur turned his body in the opposite direction, forming a position that pressed against the young woman's breasts from behind, then pulled

the woman's feet towards him, pressing hard on the soles with his fingers, massaging each corner toe and the base of the toes.

"This is a vital acupoint, yet it's so cold. It seems it's not just shoulder pain or constipation. Sir,

your wife is so young, please treat her with tolerance, don't be jealous."

The masseur carefully massaged the woman's soles, then reached for the inside of her thighs. Zheng Guoren

tensed .

The masseur's hands massaged from the inner thigh down to the sloping side of the mons pubis.

"Ugh...ugh..."

The young woman made disordered breathing sounds, simultaneously spreading and clenching her thighs, repeating this several times.

Was she

experiencing pleasure...?

"Sir, your wife has been constipated for three days...I'll massage her anus."

"..."

The young woman didn't speak. The masseur's hand probed her anus.

"Like this...shouldn't it be a little gentler?"

Zheng Guoren, feeling jealous, protested to the masseur.

"I know, but sir, things seem too cold between you and your wife. Making her wear these fishnet stockings is deliberately designed

to make men dislike her."

The masseur, still convinced they were a couple, stopped massaging her anus and pointed to the young woman's genitals,

as if asking if it was alright.

"..."

The young woman tightly shut her mouth, slightly twisting her lower body and even making a lifting motion of her buttocks.

The masseur nodded, still straddling the woman's back, massaging her breasts with his left hand and her genitals with his right.

"Ah...ah..."

The young woman let out a soft moan completely different from before, twisting her buttocks.

"Sir, this should be enough. In this day and age, libido is very low; people only know how to fill their stomachs

and lack stimulation. I'm truly worried about the future of Japan. If you need anything else, please call me. This time it's 15,000

yen."

The masseur demanded a large sum. He took the money and left.

"This...are you alright...I didn't expect it to turn out like this."

Zheng Guoren was a little worried.

Now he knew that the masseur had specifically catered to couples experiencing burnout, or men and women with some degree of unusual tendencies

.

"Let me continue massaging you,"

Zheng Guoren said, mustering his courage as he saw the young woman about to fall asleep.

"..."

The young woman gently shook her head, her expression unreadable. Zheng Guoren sat

beside and began stroking her back.

He hadn't noticed before because of the dark brown underskirt, but now he saw the black mesh bra.

Zheng Guoren's heart raced. The young woman had just had her breasts, cleavage, buttocks, anus, and even

her genitals massaged by the masseur, so I...

no, because those were the masseur's professional fingers.

But, while the woman was still experiencing the afterglow of pleasure, he should hurry and stroke her.

Having made up his mind, Zheng Guoren imitated the masseur, straddling the woman's buttocks.

He then realized that the woman's buttocks were fuller and more elastic than he had imagined.

His erection, hidden beneath his robe, suddenly began to swell, touching the young woman's buttocks, but she

didn't react.

Zheng Guoren stroked the young woman's breasts through her underskirt and bra, then reached inside, unhooked the bra, and

directly grasped the heavy breasts.

"Are you asleep?"

Zheng Guoren asked the young woman.

"I'm going to continue massaging you."

"..."

Zheng Guoren asked, straddling the young woman's buttocks, but received no answer. Her face was pressed tightly against the sheets, refusing to let

Zheng Guoren see. Was this because she was drunk?

"Is this okay?"

Zheng Guoren twisted his hips from side to side, causing the young woman's buttocks to vibrate, and grasped her breasts with his five fingers, beginning to rub them.

"Mmm...mmm..."

At this moment, the young woman actually began to snore steadily, seemingly as if she had really fallen asleep.

Zheng Guoren was a little unconvinced on one hand, and afraid of being resisted by the young woman on the other, so in the end he moved

his buttocks to her knees, stroking her round buttocks clad in fishnet stockings.

The fishnet hindered the stroking. Only then did Takubo realize that these stockings were very sexy, but not easily accepted by men

.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm..."

The young woman's breathing seemed to suggest that Zheng Guoren take his time and enjoy himself.

Zheng Guoren also remembered the masseuse at this moment, and slowly and gently massaged his important areas.

Beneath the fishnet stockings were brown thongs, only the lace at the edges was white, tightly hugging her buttocks

.

"Hmm...hmm..."

Zheng Guoren confirmed the young woman's snoring was regular and peaceful, then began to stroke the inner thighs.

Even through the fishnet, he could feel the firmness of her buttocks.

"Will she continue sleeping like this?"

Zheng Guoren clenched his left fist, pressing and twisting it against the young woman's groin, while his right fingers lightly touched around her anus.

"Hmm...hmm hmm..."

No matter how old a man is, he will never understand a woman's heart.

The young woman's breathing changed slightly, but she still didn't answer the question.

Zheng Guoren felt both excited and enjoying the stimulation.

"Won't there be a problem?"

Zheng Guoren noticed the bottom of the woman's panties was damp. He couldn't tell if it was from Takubo's stimulation

or the lingering effects of the masseur's touch.

"How does this feel?"

Zheng Guoren inserted his fingers through the mesh, stroking the bottom of the panties, his fingers becoming sticky with the fluid.

"Mmm...uh...uh..."

The young woman, perhaps floating between sleep and the man's teasing, breathed slightly erratically, her lower body still lying still as

Zheng Guoren 's fingers rubbed against her.

Zheng Guoren grew impatient, wanting to remove the young woman's fishnet stockings.

"Ah...uh..."

The young woman, perhaps resisting in her sleep, squeezed her legs together and twisted her hips. So,

he stopped halfway down her buttocks.

"I'll massage you, is that alright?"

Zheng Guoren muttered to himself, turning her prone body over.

"Mmm...uh...uh..."

The woman seemed sleepy, humming softly, covering her eyes with her arm.

"You can continue sleeping."

Zheng Guoren took off his underwear, revealing his erect penis, and sat on the woman's breasts with his back to her face.

The elasticity brought pleasure to Zheng Guoren's buttocks.

He wanted to continue taking off the fishnet stockings and panties, but it was difficult to remove them from the mons pubis area. He didn't know if the young woman

was drunk, really asleep, or shy, but she refused to cooperate.

"Tomorrow, I'll buy you new ones."

After Zheng Guoren finished speaking, he inserted his hands into the mesh and pulled hard to the left and right. After a thread broke, it quickly became a large

hole.

What was left was the panties.

The panties formed an inverted triangle, and they were so wet that they almost revealed the shape of her lower body.

"Mmm... um..."

The young woman's breathing was not very erratic, but her lower abdomen rose and fell like waves.

He wondered if she was really married, because a red flower seemed to be smiling. It looked like a cockscomb flower blooming in the sunset,

that kind of red, not like someone with much experience.

Her pubic hair was sparse, and Takubo bent down and sucked hard on the petals.

"Mmm...uh...ahh..."

The young woman suddenly groaned, her lower body trembling. Her clitoris, erect during sleep,

revealed a red bud peeking out from under the foreskin.

"You're not asleep."

"Really, do you even need to ask? How could I sleep...ah..."

As the young woman released her juices, she began to vigorously wiggle her hips.

"Then, can you kiss me?"

Zheng Guoren adopted a 69 position, placing his erect penis on the woman's mouth.

"I remember you're Mr. Zheng Guoren...I'm getting married next month, ah...it's so dark and big...is it really okay? Ah

...

mmm..."

The young woman finished speaking and swallowed Zheng Guoren's glans.

"Mmm...mmm..."

The young woman was a little hurried, licking Zheng Guoren's penis with the tip of her tongue.

Zheng Guoren used both hands to pull the young woman's labia apart, seeing juices intermittently leaking from within.

The smaller labia were fully swollen, the right labia appearing larger.

"Mmm...mmm...uh..."

Whether it was a desire to have her clitoris sucked or the difficulty breathing from Zheng Guoren's penis in her mouth, the young woman

made a puppy-dog-like sound, while simultaneously lifting her buttocks.

Zheng Guoren, still unaware that the young woman's erogenous zones were in her clitoris or vagina, bent his index finger and

stimulated the area near the entrance.

"Your name is Fangzi...right...how does it feel here?"

"Mmm...mmm...uh..."

The young woman, with Zheng Guoren's penis in her mouth, didn't say whether it was good or bad, only making moaning sounds.

The young woman's vagina had a powerful contraction. When it tightened, Zheng Guoren's knuckles almost ached.

He was quite surprised that such an inexperienced, bright red clitoris could have such great strength,

especially the G-spot in the middle of the vagina, where the suction was particularly strong.

Could this be considered a top-tier vagina?

"Fangzi, are you experiencing pleasure?"

"Mmm...mmm..."

The young woman slightly widened her mouth as she sucked on his penis, as if nodding in agreement. Then she made a sound like a young girl sobbing

.

Zheng Guoren began to examine the young woman's clitoral sensitivity, pinching the clitoris with his fingers and gently twisting it.

"Ah...good...how good this is..."

The young woman spat out the penis from her mouth and suddenly began to vigorously twist her hips. At the same time, a large amount of vaginal fluid overflowed,

fortunately the panties absorbed the fluid, preventing it from completely soaking the sheets.

"Fangzi, you'll feel even more comfortable."

Zheng Guoren seemed to be implying to the young woman, while inserting two fingers into her vagina and stirring them, and also sucking on

the clitoris .

"Good...good...I'm sorry..."

The woman straightened her body and began to spasm...she probably came.

The only sound in the room was the sound of the heater.

"Where am I? Ah! Oh no, I'm sorry..."

Fangzi's body, which had been stiff, became soft like cotton, and

she opened her eyes after about five minutes.

"I'm sorry...it's the first time I've been like this with a strange man...what I just did...was that what you call coming, right...

you're Mr. Zheng Guoren, aren't you..."

The young woman then covered herself with a blanket, only her face was exposed.

Zheng Guoren had not yet ejaculated and wanted to have sex with her immediately.

"I'm honored that you experienced such pleasure. When I saw you at the station, I thought you were incredibly beautiful, yet also

had a certain seriousness about you. Later, I slept alone."

"I'm sorry, after that masseuse massaged that area, my body suddenly felt strange. It's okay,

I'm getting married in two weeks, I won't have this experience again."

"So you got excited? Can I do it again?"

"Okay… I came first…"

"This time, I want to go inside. But you're getting married soon, I'll ejaculate outside because I didn't

wear a condom."

"It's okay, today's a safe day, and I've learned something so exciting… it's fine if I ejaculate inside."

He watched her pull down her panties under the blanket.

"Thank you, Fangzi."

"Please, after you call my name now, forget about me. And before I get married, just like that

once ..."

"Once what?"

Zheng Guoren pulled the blanket off the young woman. She was still wearing a brown bra on her upper body, but her lower body was completely

naked.

"I want... mild torture... not something as intense as an enema... just penetration like torture

."

As the saying goes, one shouldn't be afraid of making a fool of oneself on a journey. But perhaps this was the urgent desire of a woman before marriage, entering the grave of life.

The woman blushed.

"Of course, no problem."

This was something he had asked his wife, Yingzi, for, but she had always refused, so Zheng Guoren was very excited

and decided to use the fishnet stockings he had just torn to bind her.

"Mr. Zheng Guoren, I'm sorry for asking this."

Perhaps out of curiosity and anticipation of sex, the woman's lower body began to tremble, and he could smell a yogurt-like

odor .

"But, Fangzi, I won't allow you to stop halfway through."

Zheng Guoren pulled up the woman's upper body and tied her hands behind her back with fishnet stockings.

"Good, lie face down like this, raise your buttocks."

To get a clear view of Fangzi's anus or clitoris, Zheng Guoren grabbed the fleshy mounds of her buttocks and pulled them apart.

Perhaps knowing that her excretory organs were being stared at, Fangzi tried to tighten her buttocks.

"It's no use, you have to obey."

Although the request was gentle, the one being tortured had to take a firm stance, otherwise it wouldn't feel right.

Zheng Guoren said in a rough tone.

"But my buttocks... haven't been washed yet... oh..."

"You're lying! Didn't you feel sexy when I massaged you just now?"

Zheng Guoren was a little jealous, lightly poking her anus with his left finger and slapping her snow-white buttocks with a little force with his right hand.

The snow-white buttocks immediately turned pink.

"Ah... yes... because my fiancé doesn't touch there, so I was startled... it felt very good... but it's dirty

there ."

As if slapping her buttocks wasn't as comfortable as anal penetration, Fangzi raised her buttocks.

Zheng Guoren thought it might be too cruel, but he still inserted two fingers into the second joint.

Fangzi's anus was unexpectedly soft, giving his fingers a melting sensation inside, probably because it was

connected to the anal muscles. Honey-like fluid overflowed from the folds of her vulva.

"Oh... my buttocks feel so uncomfortable, but so good... ah... do the front too..."

Fangzi twisted her snow-white, plump buttocks and tilted her head back as she spoke.

"Okay."

As Zheng Guoren rubbed his palm against the woman's vulva, he suddenly felt that this woman's body was full of sexiness.

"Come here."

Zheng Guoren roughly grabbed Fangzi's bound hands and pulled her to the dressing table.

"How is it? It looks like a painting, doesn't it? Look for yourself."

Zheng Guoren held Fangzi on his lap, parted her labia with his fingers, and reflected her image in the mirror.

"Do you want me to see? Ah... it's so strange... I'm about to die..."

Her labia opened, honey-like fluid flowing out. After seeing it, Lei shook her head and closed her eyes.

She had reached her limit of endurance. Zheng Guoren grasped his erect penis, which hadn't been this hard in a long time, and

thrust it forcefully into Fangzi's vagina.

"See? It's in."

"Ah...it's real...what do I do...someone else is inside me...ah...I can't take it...I'm going to fall out again...

uh..."

Seeing the scene in the mirror, Fangzi's flower bud overflowed with nectar again. Her buttocks began to shake like an earthquake.

"Ah...I can't take it anymore...uh..."

Fangzi climaxed again, her body becoming heavy.

—The wind and rain outside had subsided. The electric train might resume service tomorrow, and she would definitely return to Tokyo. There wasn't much

time , so she had to enjoy it properly.

"Um...could you let go of my hands?"

After Zheng Guoren ejaculated once, and the woman reached her fifth orgasm, she woke up from a light sleep and asked.

"Do you want to take a shower?"

"No...Mr. Zheng Guoren, I need to pee..."

Fangzi turned her hands towards Zheng Guoren, revealing her swollen pink buttocks.

"You can pee like this."

"But... I can't even open the door."

"I'll open the door for you."

"Don't bully me, this isn't a game, I really need to pee, and I'll have to wipe myself afterward,

let go of my hands."

The beautiful woman's puffed-up cheeks were really attractive.

Fangzi couldn't wait and wiggled her buttocks a few times.

"Okay, pee in the bathroom, I'll watch carefully."

"Spare me, I don't really like enema games, let me pee by myself."

"No!"

Zheng Guoren thought that if she begged one more time, he would untie the pantyhose binding her hands, but he refused in order to see her

pee .

"Really... okay... see... but you have to grant me one request."

"Of course, go ahead."

"Mr. Zheng Guoren... is around forty years old, right? I think I won't be able to do it again... so, um..."

Having been away from work for more than seven hours, she now showed her most shy expression.

"How is it?"

"I can't say, ah... I can't hold it in anymore... Take me there quickly..."

Fangzi squatted down, and Zheng Guoren hurriedly led her into the bathroom.

"Pee."

Zheng Guoren stood in the best position to observe and urged.

"Ah... My fiancé would never have thought of such a lewd thing... I never thought that looking at me like this... would make me so

excited..."

Fangzi's voice was a little hoarse. After speaking, she sat on the tiled floor, revealing her deep red flower lips that she could never get tired of looking at.

"You look very excited, don't you? Lots of honey are flowing out."

"Ah... Don't say anymore... It's coming out... Move aside a little... Ah... Look..."

Urine with a slight smell of alcohol flowed from Fangzi's flower.

"Ah...come in right away after you're done peeing...I can't take it anymore...come in right away..."

Fangzi's mouth was half open, she seemed to be having difficulty breathing.

"Ah...I'm so embarrassed...but it feels so good...I'll get used to it...but my fiancé won't do this...ah...

does my pee smell?"

The peeing stopped.

"Mr. Zheng Guoren...put it in quickly...I'm going to cum again..."

Fangzi squatted on the ground, tilted her head back, her snow-white breasts heaving.

"Do it like you're raping me...ah..."

Zheng Guoren thought that it would hurt if Fangzi lay on her back on the tiled floor with her bound hands pressed against the tiled floor,

so he lay on his back himself.

Fangzi used her knees to climb onto Zheng Guoren's body, aligning her vagina with his erect penis.

"Ah...uh...I'm sorry...I'm going to cum again...uh..."

Perhaps now most sensitive, she aligned her clitoris and vulva with Zheng Guoren's penis, rubbing them from side to side.

"Ah..."

Soon after the penis entered her vulva, Fangzi cried out, her whole body collapsing weakly onto Zheng Guoren.

Two or three seconds after Fangzi reached orgasm, Zheng Guoren couldn't help but ejaculate.

Seeing Fangzi about to fall asleep again, he hurriedly asked, "You said you had a request, what is it?"

"Um... wait a minute. Ah... your semen is inside me, it's so hot..."

"Aren't you going to stop talking?"

"Aren't you going to be angry?" "I

won't be angry. I have no right to be angry with a woman who's getting married in two weeks."

"Then... I'm a little scared... I really want to..."

Fangzi's vagina was still throbbing, as if she still had the ability to reach orgasm.

"Go ahead."

"I... want to be with two men at the same time... can you call the masseuse from earlier?"

"What? You can..."

Only then did Zheng Guoren realize how terrifying women could be. Zheng Guoren began to feel attracted to this beautiful woman, whom he had only just met and who was a rare sight even in Tokyo

, but she was completely enjoying the sensuality, and even knowing this, he still felt jealous.

"I think the masseuse will understand, but the most important place will still be yours. I can only give the masseuse

her lips, but if you want her anus, that's fine too."

"Alright, since you're so attached to a stranger like me, consider it your wedding gift... but I'm still

very sad..."

Zheng Guoren finished speaking and pulled his penis out of the woman's flower.

-- The masseuse arrived quickly.

"What's going on? You two shouldn't be arguing. Let me see."

The masseuse, who was probably in his early fifties, entered the room and, seeing the woman with her hands tied,

said without any surprise, "I'll give her a massage. Sir, please stroke her vulva as much as possible."

After the masseuse finished speaking, he moved his hand towards Fangzi's head and immediately let out a moan of pleasure. Perhaps

she was excited because two strange men were about to abuse her.

"Sir, the correct way to stroke the breasts is like this."

The masseuse surrounded Lei's breasts with both hands, wriggling his index finger on the base of the breasts, and pinching the nipples

between his fingers, applying pressure from all sides.

"Ah... good..."

Fangzi began to twist her upper body, like a goldfish out of water, opening her mouth to pant.

"Sir, stop standing there. Why don't you rub or kiss your wife to stimulate her?"

the masseur urged Takubo, then pulled his penis out of his thong. The only thing he could be sure of was that it

was limp . Not big, and very dark.

Zheng Guoren touched Fangzi's clitoris. It was hot and wet, almost like it needed a diaper.

"Sir, I need to use this side."

The masseur lowered his head and kissed Fangzi's sensual lips.

"Mmm...mmm..."

Fangzi moaned, accepting the masseur's kiss. Zheng Guoren even heard soft, lewd sounds.

"Madam, this time we'll do this."

When the masseur placed his dark penis on Fangzi's mouth, she happily swallowed it.

At this moment, Zheng Guoren thought that Fangzi had actually developed feelings for the masseur first, which was why,

although was excited, her penis couldn't get erect.

"Sir, if that's how you are, let's switch places. Men these days are really useless.

More and more people need my help."

The masseur moved to Zheng Guoren's position and inserted his half-erect penis into her vagina.

"Ah...uh...I'm going to cum..."

Fangzi suddenly frowned and grabbed Zheng Guoren's penis tightly. In the pain, Zheng Guoren felt that he could truly

understand the power of women, and couldn't help but look at the fishnet stockings thrown aside.

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