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A few days ago, due to business needs, I went to Shenyang to bid for an IC card prepaid electricity meter project.
The corruption I encountered during that time was incredibly varied and truly opened my eyes as a young, inexperienced person, giving me
a profound understanding of the meaning of corruption. Now I'm writing it down for everyone's reference.

I'm a sales manager at a professional IC card prepaid meter company, and our company is
quite well-known in the industry. Some time ago, our company was expanding its business in Shenyang, bidding for a 10,000-unit IC meter project
. On the morning of July 6th, before I even got out of bed, I received a call from the company's vice president, saying there was an urgent matter to handle in Shenyang and
I needed to come to the company immediately. I quickly washed up and took a taxi to the company.

I found the vice president, who told me with a serious face: "Last night, I received a call from the Shenyang office.
Our operations have run into problems. We haven't managed our relationships well with some officials in charge of the bidding. The other companies
are all lobbying behind the scenes. If we don't take action soon, we're probably doomed.

" The vice president patted me on the shoulder and said, "You've been with the company for quite some time, and we've provided comprehensive
training. If you can complete this task, the position of deputy sales manager will be yours." At the same time,
the vice president issued a strict order: "Success is the only option; failure is not an option. We
must secure this project at all costs."

After calming down, the first thing I did was
contact the manager of the Shenyang office as quickly as possible to get the full picture. There were roughly two issues: first, because the Shenyang office
operates on a self-financing basis, its operating expenses are severely limited compared to the other companies;
second, there's the technical aspect, as the office lacks experience in this area.

After figuring out the situation, I had a general idea. I knocked on the vice president's office door and presented my ideas
, including the cost and technical support issues. The vice president considered it for a moment, then readily agreed, saying, "You take charge of this yourself.
Write the expense application, and I'll approve it. As for the technical issues, I'll send the company's best technical engineer with you."

After a busy morning, I had a quick lunch and then took the company car with Xie
, the company's technical engineer, to the airport. After a series of tedious security checks and boarding procedures, the plane finally took off.
We didn't talk much on the way and arrived at Shenyang Taoyuan Airport around 3 PM.

The people from the Shenyang office were already waiting there. After exchanging a few pleasantries, we took a taxi straight to
the Dongyang Hotel, which had been reserved for us. In the hotel room, I met the manager of the Shenyang office. He
seemed unassuming, dressed very plainly, the kind of person who would be easily lost in a crowd.

I didn't have time to listen to his rambling anymore, so I got straight to the point: "What's the hottest hotel in Shenyang right now? What's the best leisure
and entertainment center? And where are the prettiest girls?"

This guy was dumbfounded. This guy, who thinks he can manage 10 people? Embarrassing! I was angry, but
what could I do since I was completely unfamiliar with the area?

Just when I was at my wit's end, I suddenly remembered a guy who worked on prepaid IC card water meters;
he was the regional manager for the three northeastern provinces. I was thrilled to find him, a notorious corrupt official. I
briefly explained the situation, and my buddy burst out laughing: "Brother, you've come to the right person! I may not have many other skills
, but I'm good at eating and drinking with the water company guys every day. I can tell you all about this. The hottest
restaurant in Shenyang right now is the newly opened 'Urban Oasis,' for karaoke it's 'Golden Splendor,' and for baths and massages it's 'Yahe' or
'Tianshi.'"

I took notes for a while, then handed them to the Shenyang office manager. The guy stared at me wide-eyed and
said, "You can't do this without spending some money." I told him, "Hurry up and arrange it, don't worry about the money!"

The guy started making calls. I didn't dare to sit idle either. I found the phone number of the person in charge of bidding
and contacted them. We exchanged some New Year's greetings, then
chatted . Surprisingly, the deputies were quite accommodating, but the person in charge kept saying he wasn't feeling well and couldn't
come, using all sorts of polite excuses. I couldn't help but feel a chill;
this guy was definitely not someone to be trifled with. Finally, this guy said something intriguing: "I'll
check again when I get off work."

Damn, I was exhausted after a long day and just wanted to lie down. Just then, the manager from the Shenyang office returned and
told me that all the bookings were complete and there wouldn't be any problems. I felt a little relieved. Suddenly, I remembered
something: Damn, people from Northeast China are incredibly good at drinking! There are only three of us, but they have
five according to the list. We definitely can't outdrink them! I quickly asked the office manager to go to the nearby Northeast Pharmacy
to buy some glucose, pine pollen, and other special medicines for alcohol, to prepare. By the time we got back to our hotel room, it was already
past 5 pm. Time flew by, and I had a vague feeling that
a .

I immediately contacted the person in charge of the bidding process. This time it went smoothly, and we arranged to meet in the lobby of our hotel. After a quick
tidy-up, we arrived at the lobby early to wait. Around 5:40, two cars pulled up in front of the hotel
, and six people got out. The one in the lead was a portly man who swaggered around. Our office manager
told me that this fat man was Director Jia, the main person in charge. We quickly went out to greet them and
exchanged pleasantries. The fat man waved to me as a greeting. We chatted in the lobby for a while. I suggested that we eat and
talk, and then we got into their car to head to "Urban Oasis."

We arrived at "Urban Oasis" shortly after, and it lived up to its reputation. It was already lunchtime, and there
weren't even any parking spaces available. Director Jia and I got out of the car, and with the help of security guards, we found a parking spot. Led by the hostess
, we entered the restaurant. Inside, with its artificial hills, strange rocks, fountains, and flowing water, it was indeed quite impressive. Director Jia seemed to be
a regular, as he confidently went to a private room on the second floor.

After a few pleasantries and being seated, we began ordering. The waitress was quite pretty, with a very pleasant voice.
She handed us the menu, which I gave to Director Jia. He politely declined a few times, placed the menu on the table, and
told the waitress to bring the usual three dishes. Everyone else nodded in agreement. After everyone had ordered their dishes, I asked for their opinions
and ordered a few main dishes. Then we ordered drinks. Director Jia loudly exclaimed, "The usual, Wuliangye!" Waiter, please bring it out!
We arrived, and some waiters came to serve us. They set out the tableware, and we chatted for a while.
One of the bidding comrades wanted a cigarette and ordered a carton of Zhonghua cigarettes—damn, that's too much!

Soon the food arrived, even turtle! There was
a whole table full of dishes: braised sea cucumber, abalone in sake, signature roasted pigeon, and more. The liquor arrived too. After the waiter filled the glasses, Director Jia casually
raised his glass and said, "This glass is to welcome our little brother from Beijing. Cheers!" I picked up my glass,
took a sip, and glanced over—good heavens, Director Jia downed the entire glass in one gulp! Luckily, I
can hold my liquor. Then everyone drank freely, urging each other to drink.

Before long, five bottles of Wuliangye were gone
. Director Jia was really into it and shouted for more liquor. A few moments later, the waiter brought out five more bottles. I
thought to Today, this is going to be a drinking disaster!" Before we knew it, three more bottles had gone down. Everyone was starting to feel a bit tipsy
. I stood up and toasted Director Jia, but after a lot of persuasion, he insisted that one of our technical engineers drink with him.
Our engineer Xie was already almost passed out and absolutely refused to drink, so we were at an impasse. I tried to persuade him
for a while, and he finally agreed to take a big gulp, and I could have the rest. I had no choice but to go for it,
so I downed almost two large glasses. My stomach churned, and my vision went black. I knew I was in trouble, so I excused myself to go to the restroom and
vomited . Luckily, the alcohol hadn't hit me too hard yet, and I drank a little more when I got back.

Seeing that everyone was full, I paid the bill! The meal cost over 8400 yuan. I'd only ever
seen that on TV before. Enough with the small talk. As we exited the gate, Director Jia, burping from alcohol, patted me on the shoulder and said,
"Young man, you're a straightforward guy! Let me take you out for a bit." (Our engineer was already passed out. I had the office manager take him
home.) I'll go with him myself, to avoid any future rumors about me. Soon the car arrived at the "Tianshi Bath
Center." We got out, took a shower—nothing much to say.

The Tianshi Bath Center had three floors: the first floor was for bathing, the second floor was a lounge for ordinary people, and the third floor was for
the wealthy . We went straight to the third floor. Director Jia suggested we play cards for a while, to have some fun. I
reluctantly joined in. There were too many people to play mahjong, so we switched to "Zha Jin Hua" (a card game), 20 yuan as the base bet, with no upper limit
. The scene was truly spectacular—a thick layer of RMB on the table. Sigh! In less than an hour, I lost over 3000
yuan. What could I do? I just wanted to make the boss happy.

Director Jia was having a great time. He called over a waiter, whispered a few words to him, and the waiter quickly
ran out. A
short while later, a woman around 40 years old, who looked like a madam, came in. She beamed at Director Jia, flirted with him for a while, and then led us out of the card room. We walked through
two
corridors to the front desk, where she made a phone call (some of the guys said they had family matters to attend to and had to leave early; Director Jia didn't try to stop them, I just politely declined). Then she led us up the stairs to the fourth floor, knocked
on the door a few times, and it opened. We slipped inside and discovered a whole new world...
The decorations were quite elaborate and impressive. We walked less than 10 meters forward when my eyes lit up. Two rows of naked women lined
both , numbering at least 40-50. Director Jia was at the forefront,
touching and groping them like they were admiring a fine work of art. The other guys weren't to be outdone and
joined in.

Director Jia picked two beauties for a threesome, and the others did the same, heading to their rooms
. Then Director Jia suddenly remembered something, ran back to me, and said, "Little brother, which one do you like?
Two , please." I said I'd had too much to drink, and Director Jia's face immediately darkened. I had no choice but to pick two
decent ones and go to the room. As soon as I entered and turned on the light, wow! It was even more luxurious than the hotel I usually stay in. I lay down
on the bed, and they began their work: oil massage, roaming, oral sex. I thought to myself, "Why do so many people want to be officials?
It's good to be an official." (To avoid explicit content, feel free to use your imagination.)

In short, one word: awesome! Actually, the so-called private room was very simple in structure, just nicely decorated.
The moaning from next door was quite a spectacle. I finished quickly (young people will be
young ). While the intense battle next door raged, with loud slapping sounds, I lay on my bed and suddenly thought,
what if this Director Jia stood me up? Other people brought him here too, what about me? If I don't handle things well,
how will I explain it back to my unit? Suddenly, all my drunkenness vanished. Then an idea popped into
my head: record it! Yes, record their shameful behavior, then I'll have leverage over them! Let's see how they try to back out then!

Having made up my mind, I cleared the videos stored on my Nokia 3650 and quietly left
my private room. The doors to the private rooms weren't closed, only a white, transparent curtain. Since the
Nokia 3650's recording time is about 1-3 minutes, I first needed to figure out which
room . I checked the corridor and saw no one else, so I tiptoed over and peeked in. This wasn't the right room
; they were having a lot of fun inside. I checked another room, but still no one. Damn it, where was he? There was
another room ahead. I sneaked over and just as I was about to peek through the doorframe, the girl inside lifted the curtain, almost
giving me a heart attack. The girl was startled too. I pretended nothing was wrong, smiled at her, and
casually touched her breasts. Damn! Not bad, the girl cursed, "Are you crazy?!" and left. I looked inside
, and Director Jia was lying on his back, and a girl was practicing oral sex. The opportunity wasn't going to pass. I recorded,
I recorded! Damn! Mission accomplished.

After recording, I secretly returned to my private room, gloating. I was more than halfway there! Soon everyone
finished their session, and Director Jia looked very satisfied.

We called over their "mommy," chatted for a while, and Director Jia said, "The salt milk bath here is great, good for
your health ." The so-called salt milk bath is basically a woman giving you a bath—the kind that only takes off, not lands. I
was indeed a bit tired after a day of this, and I was half asleep. After a while, everyone finished bathing, I took a shower, went to the
counter to pay the bill, and wow! It cost over 4000 yuan.

But I felt it was totally worth it. After I paid, Director Jia and the others gradually came out. I thought, "That's enough for today."
After everyone went home, Director Jia said, "Brother, there's a nice karaoke bar not far ahead. My treat,
let's eat and have some fun." My head was spinning; I was almost out of money.

Director Jia kept urging me to go, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go pick up girls. I had two plans:
if they accepted credit cards, my balance was probably fine; if not, I'd have to call our Shenyang
office manager.

On the way, I secretly sent a text message. The corruption that followed was beyond your wildest imagination.

The car wound its way through the streets, making me dizzy and disoriented. Soon it stopped in front of a glittering building.
I got out and saw it really was the glittering KTV. We went upstairs, found a large private room, and asked the waiter for
drinks. Since I wasn't familiar with the area, Lao Jia's henchman ordered them. They were brought out quickly—
it was outrageous! Foreign liquor! I cursed the idiot in my mind while maintaining a smile. We
drank and but the atmosphere wasn't good. Lao Jia and his henchman said something, and the henchman went out,
returning shortly with several stunningly beautiful women. My eyes widened; they were truly gorgeous.

The lights in the room dimmed, and the music became louder. I realized—strippers. And sure enough
, they started taking off their clothes to the rhythm of the music, one piece, two pieces, until they were like naked chickens
writhing under the lights, occasionally striking very lewd poses. Damn! Thank goodness I had a good time, otherwise I would definitely have gotten
a nosebleed .

If you think this is the most corrupt thing ever, you're sorely mistaken. What happened next was something neither
I nor anyone else could have imagined. Just as I was getting really excited, Director Jia came up to me and
said, "Brother, how about it? Eye-opening, huh?" I nodded. Director Jia handed me two glasses of foreign liquor and
said, "Drink this, I'll show you something else." Without a word, I downed it in one gulp, tears and snot streaming down my face
. It was awful! What lousy foreign liquor! Director Jia laughed at my embarrassing state, said a few words to his henchman, and then the henchman
went to find the boss. A few moments later, several burly men came in. I guess you can guess what it was like by now
—a live broadcast of sex, SM, threesomes, and the like. It was a once-in-a-lifetime event, incredibly spectacular, and you could
even participate. I can only describe it with four words: "Utterly corrupt."

I'll write down our negotiations and the final outcome for everyone later, as a way of giving an account. Looking at
the chaotic scene before me, I couldn't help but admire these officials. In public and in private,
Old Jia kept urging me to drink, and I drank glass after glass. I wondered if our deal would be successful
tomorrow should just live for the moment.

Old Jia and I became sworn brothers, drinking ourselves into a stupor. When I woke up, it was almost 9 a.m., and Old Jia was nowhere to be found
, only his driver remained. This guy was exhausted from last night and was sleeping soundly. Just then, the phone rang
; it was the company's vice president, asking about the situation. I mumbled a few words and hung up. Old Jia
's driver woke up and told me that Director Jia had instructed me to come to his office this morning to discuss the bidding situation.
I paid the bill and left; thank goodness they accept credit cards here.

When I arrived at Old Jia's office, it was truly impressive. Old Jia was resting with his eyes closed. He pointed to the sofa, his
friendly demeanor from last night's drinking had vanished, replaced by an air of authority. A

terrifying silence followed. After a long silence, Lao Jia spoke up, "It's not that I don't want to help you, but there's another
connection . My head is spinning."

I was at a loss, but I absolutely couldn't bring up the crucial information until the very last moment. I
was silent , then said to Lao Jia, "Is this fair to me? You know they have connections, yet you still do this?
How am I supposed to explain this to the company? I want an answer from you." My face was contorted with rage, and my fists were clenched so tightly they cracked.

Lao Jia spoke up, "Don't be angry yet. There's a solution to this. Actually, it's
not easy being a manager either. My son is going abroad to study in a few days, sigh!"

My mind was racing. What did Lao Jia mean? Was he implying something? I decided to be
direct. I asked Lao Jia, "Give me a number. I'm the authorized representative; I have the right to decide." Lao Jia
smiled and said, "Wait a moment, I have some business to attend to. I'll treat you to a simple lunch."

I dozed off on the sofa in Lao Jia's office for a while. Soon it was noon. We
found a private room at a restaurant near his workplace, ordered some simple dishes and a few bottles of beer, and chatted as we ate. "
Director Jia, what's your plan? We're brothers." Lao Jia took a sip of beer, lit a
cigarette, took two deep drags, and said to me, "What price are you planning to quote? One of the other three
has withdrawn , and the other two are from the same company. One of them is a shill, you understand? The shill quoted
a higher price. What's your price?" I tentatively quoted a number: 3.8 million. Lao
Jia almost spat out his beer. "Brother, are you kidding me? Their price is hundreds of thousands lower than yours
." I lit a cigarette and asked Lao Jia how much we wanted, saying I could take it and guarantee your
profit. Lao Jia lowered his head and remained silent for a long time before squeezing out a number through gritted teeth: "250,000. I'll help you sort it out.
You quoted 3.5 million, so send me 100,000 first. After you win the bid, send me the remaining 150,000. "

Damn! That went too smoothly. After eating and drinking my fill, I excused myself and went back to the hotel to rest. Lao Jia didn't
try to stop me. Back at the hotel, I called the deputy general manager in Beijing. The deputy general manager didn't say anything after hearing the call, but
verbally agreed first. He said, "I'll check with the finance department and then contact you." The deputy general manager hung up the phone, and I
lay on the bed with nothing to do. By the way, I contacted my buddy who makes prepaid water meters with IC cards. It's been a while since we've seen
each other. The call went through, and soon he arrived at my hotel by taxi. We chatted for a bit,
and I told him about my lavish spending last night. He laughed and said it was nothing special; people in the water industry are even
more shady and go to extremes. A few days ago, I took a buddy to an Apollo bath—it was even more outrageous! Have you ever seen anyone doing sex in the water
? Three beautiful girls were serving him. I thought, "This is nothing compared to what they do in the water."

I chatted with my buddy for a while longer. Around 3 pm, Lao Jia called to tell me about
the bidding tomorrow morning at 9 am, and that I'd talk to the other deputies again that evening. Then I hung up.

I was so frustrated. I'd already overspent my budget, and I didn't have much money left in my account. What was I going to do
? I called the deputy general manager in Beijing and explained the situation. He immediately got angry, yelling, "What? You
spent so much money in just one night? This is the entire budget for the bidding process!" My head
was about to explode. I had no idea what he was yelling about on the phone. I hung up, so angry I
kicked over the coffee table. My friend, who was watching TV, was startled. Seeing my bad mood, he quickly told
me to sit down. My temper flared, and I started complaining to him.

After venting my anger for a while, I calmed down. What was I going to do tonight? I had no choice but to contact the company's
vice to ask for the expenses. I first admitted my mistake and then explained my difficulties, hoping the company
could provide some compensation so I could give them an explanation. The vice president's tone on the phone was quite harsh. He told me that he had just
calculated with the finance department and that if the order was done this way, the company's profit would be very low. He was very dissatisfied with my approach
and told me that firstly, the company would not provide additional expenses, and any further costs
would be borne by me personally. Secondly, he asked if the rebate for Lao Jia could be lowered. After hanging up, I felt like I had fallen
into an ice cave.

I really didn't know what to do. I couldn't even describe how I felt. At first,
everything sounded so nice, telling me to spare no expense. Damn it, I'm already worried about spending so little?
Is he even human? I have to pay for it myself? I might as well quit. Why should I pay? I was
furious. At this point, my buddy analyzed the situation for me and suggested a few solutions, but none of them were feasible and were
all rejected. Just then, my wife texted me, mainly telling me to take care of my health.
Damn it, what time is it? She still has the nerve to talk about this! I was about to delete the message when a thought struck me: Could this
little video recording possibly have some effect? I immediately shared this idea with my buddy, and after discussing it
for a while, a plan was born.

That night, Lao Jia and I indulged in another round of debauchery, not much better than yesterday. I really admire Lao Jia; despite his age, his sex drive
is so strong We had another threesome. Afterwards, we went to a bar and drank red wine and spirits like crazy.
It was truly a life of hedonism. That night, I spent another 6,000 yuan.

The next day, I got up early and went to the large conference room in Lao Jia's office building. I had already notified
the people at the Shenyang office to deposit 100,000 yuan into Lao Jia's account. I leisurely smoked a cigarette and waited for the bidding to begin, confident of victory. The representatives from the
other two companies also looked relaxed. A moment later, Lao Jia and his assistants entered, their faces serious.
After taking their seats, they began the bidding process, briefly introducing their company backgrounds and advantages. Each
representative handed their sealed bid documents to Lao Jia, who personally opened them. Then
they left to rest and await the results.

I leisurely smoked a cigarette, stealing a glance at the representatives from the other two companies. They too looked composed.

Damn! Let's see how long you can hold out. My phone rang; it was Lao Jia. Heh heh, mission accomplished! I
answered the phone: "Brother, this isn't easy. I just got some instructions from above. Looks like you're in
for a tough time this time."

I was stunned. What? After a long pause, I blurted out, "Brother Jia, are you kidding me?"

Old Jia said, "It's really not like that, I'm in a real bind."

I wasn't going to listen to his explanation. I told him, "For me, there's no failure,
only success." Old Jia said, "I'll find you later."

In a secluded corner downstairs, Old Jia said to me, "Brother, I'll return the 100,000 to you. We
'll be good buddies from now on." Seriously! Does he think I'm a three-year-old? I remained silent. An awkward silence followed. Old Jia spoke again:
"Brother, I've done my best. What do you want to do?" I said to Old Jia, "I don't want to do anything. I just want this
order, nothing else." Old Jia said, "I really did my best. I had no other choice. Take the money back
. If you need anything in the future, come find me, okay?" I was furious. I told Lao Jia, "I
can't . I spent too much money, and I can't get reimbursed. What am I supposed to do? I have a bad tongue, and when I'm drunk,
I talk nonsense everywhere." Lao Jia said, "Don't be like that. We'll still be good friends. Besides, do you
think anyone will believe what you're saying?" I said, "Really? I have a video. Do you want to see it?" "What?" Lao Jia jumped up.

I gently told Lao Jia, "Don't get excited. The video is with my buddy. With just one
phone call, it'll be all over the world. If you don't believe me, you can ask the girl from that day if I
secretly filmed her at the door. You're on your own about the order."

I whistled and left. I didn't know what would happen next, or what I should do next. I was
really clueless. Was my plan going to fall through? Just as I got back to the hotel, Lao Jia called and told me, "The order will be released in two days
later . He wants to meet me." I discussed it with my buddy, and for safety's sake, I moved
into my buddy's office.

I told Lao Jia that I meant no harm, I was definitely going to take this project, and I was waiting for his news. Two agonizing days
passed, and Lao Jia didn't contact me, nor did I.

On the morning of the third day, Lao Jia called me, telling me that our company would handle the order and that I needed to come and
sign the contract and to bring my phone. Seriously?! Did he think I was an idiot? I brought my technical staff, and my buddy
followed us in a taxi, just in case.

We arrived at Lao Jia's office building. We went upstairs to sign the contract. Lao Jia stamped it and gave me two copies (I took them back to
my company to get stamped). Lao Jia saw me downstairs and asked when the remaining money would arrive. I told him I'd
process it after I got back to Beijing, and that I'd send it to him by express delivery once I was safely back in Beijing, as I was afraid I wouldn't make it back alive. Lao Jia said, "Sure
, I can give you the order. If you're not trustworthy, I can cancel it; I have that ability
."

My technical staff and I flew back to Beijing that afternoon. We went back to our company to get the stamp. I called Lao Jia. I told Lao
Jia to transfer the first prepayment to our company account according to the contract so I could transfer the phone and the remaining money to him
. Lao Jia readily agreed. A few days later, 50% of the payment, 1.75 million, arrived in the account, and I withdrew it from the company.
I offered 100,000 yuan in cash, telling Lao Jia that my company wouldn't reimburse my business expenses. My family is poor, and I can't afford
to pay for it myself, so I had to deduct a portion.

Lao Jia nearly went crazy, asking how much I'd deduct. I told him I wanted the remaining 100,000 yuan. Before I could finish,
Lao Jia roared on the other end of the phone, "You're being unreasonable! Don't push me too far!" I interrupted him
, "I was just joking, don't take it seriously. How much do you think is appropriate?" After much discussion
, I offered 50,000 yuan, giving Lao Jia 100,000 yuan, and then sent him the phone via express mail.

Actually, I always felt there was a problem with the batch of IC card meters we sold. I
couldn't pinpoint the problem, but the engineers kept saying our company was preparing to stop production, so we were dumping stock on customers. That's when I
understood the meaning of the vice president's words, "Success at all costs." I knew something
was bound to happen sooner or later, so I decided to run away, and I'm currently processing my resignation.

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