"Ah!" Zhang Ermao couldn't hold it back, just when the girl's little hand caught his thick and hot, Zhang Ermao couldn't hold it back, and called out directly.
Seeing Zhang Ermao's excited face and red ears, the girl seemed to be even more proud, with a sweet smile on her face again, her small face turned red, but her movements did not stop, and she stimulated Zhang Ermao with her tongue. On the chest, he stroked and kneaded his chest with his gentle little hands, rubbing against Zhang Ermao's sturdy "firmness".
One minute, two minutes... The girl slowly slid her head down, her tongue slid over Zhang Ermao’s abdominal muscles, squeezed over her belly, and her hands gently pulled out Zhang Ermao’s panties, letting Zhang Ermao go "Strength" is fully revealed.
Maybe it’s because the disposable underwear is a bit small, or it’s because Zhang Ermao’s "stiffness" is much larger than that of ordinary people. Originally, the underwear was a kind of restraint. Originally, Zhang Ermao was a bit embarrassed, but once he retired his underwear, he was "strong". "It seems that he has been completely relieved. The feeling of breaking through the shackles, the feeling of freedom, the feeling of seemingly stronger and stronger makes Zhang Ermao excited. Of course, that is also the pride of being a man.
Looking at Zhang Ermao's stoutness, that firmness, that piping hotness, and that strength, the girl's entire face was red. After looking at Zhang Ermao affectionately, she slowly stretched her mouth towards Zhang Ermao's "firmness".
"Don't!" I remembered that Liu Cuihua had done this, and I remembered that Liu Cuihua said that doing this is not a humble, but a way of expressing love, that is to say, if there is no love, then it is... looking at the girl's petite figure With that watery eyes, Zhang Ermao couldn’t bear the other party’s doing this. He felt that the other party and himself had no love at all, so if he did this, he might feel comfortable, but the other party might just be a kind of pain, a kind of endurance, a kind of In order to make money and endure the pain silently.
Zhang Ermao couldn't bear it and wanted to stop him, but he seemed to be a step too late. The girl's tongue had already stretched out to his "firmness", and Zhang Ermao's "firmness" had been gently contained in her mouth.
That's another feeling. The pleasure produced by the friction makes Zhang Ermao excited, and the feeling of holding it in his mouth and teasing with his tongue makes Zhang Ermao fascinated, that kind of hot, kind of firmness, kind of fast It touches the other person’s throat, the blend of saliva and sex...
Looking at the painful expression on the girl's face, looking at the girl's flushed face, and listening to the girl's mouth and throat, Zhang Ermao felt very comfortable, very excited, and enjoyed it, but he couldn't bear it.
"Girl, don't be like this
! "Finally, Zhang Ermao sat up quickly, stretched out his hands and raised the girl's head.
The girl was puzzled and embarrassed. She looked at Zhang Ermao affectionately. Of course, she raised her little hand and gently wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth: "Sir, do you look down on me, do you think My service is not good enough, do you think I am too lowly!"
"No, of course not!" Zhang Ermao shook his head heavily. He seemed to see the aggrieved expression on the girl's face. She seemed to think that the other party's eyes were already full of tears: "I just... I just don't want you to be like that. Doing it, I think that insults your nobility and temperament, and insults your identity!"
After listening to Zhang Ermao’s words, the tears in the girl’s eyes seemed to be really about to roll out. She felt that although she worked on this kind of ground, she was absolutely noble and inviolable in front of everyone and guests. Yes, she only provides guests with a very formal spa. She never touches any sensitive area of a guest, and she never allows any guest to touch her body, but today...
Today, she was emotional for the first time in front of Zhang Ermao. She provided special services to Zhang Ermao. She even had the urge to give her body to Zhang Ermao completely, but she also felt that she was in front of Zhang Ermao. It was humble. Of course, what made her even more disappointed was that Zhang Ermao actually rejected her "kindness", rejected the "kindness" that many wealthy and powerful guests wanted and dreamed of.
"Sir, maybe in your eyes I'm humble, you will look down on me, I know you won't believe it, but what I want to say is: I have never provided such a service to any guest, and will not touch the guest. The sensitive area of the girl will not let the guests touch my body, and it will not be like just now... "The girl did not finish speaking, and the tears in her eyes rolled out; the girl’s Mandarin is very substandard, but Zhang Ermao can hear it very clearly. , I understand that the tears flowing from the corner of the girl's eyes also made Zhang Ermao have to believe that what she said was true.
"I believe it, of course I believe you!" Zhang Ermao raised his hands and gently held the girl's face, his thumb gently wiped the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes, her watery eyes, and her playful nose. With a red face and sexy lips, Zhang Ermao seemed to think that the girl in front of him was more like Song Siyi. Zhang Ermao wanted to stretch his mouth viciously, and then pressed it heavily on the other’s lips, but after hesitating for a while Still gave up.
"What's your name!" Zhang Ermao asked softly.
"My name is Jin Jeongyoung and I am from Busan, South Korea!" The girl replied softly, telling the truth, not her "stage name" here, Yingzi.
South Korea Jang Ermao knows, as for Busan... Jang Ermao doesn’t bother to pay attention to so much.
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"Then why don't you stay in South Korea? South Korea is so good. Why did you come to China? Why do you want to..." To go to work in such a place, but Zhang Ermao didn't ask these last words. He was afraid of hurting the other party again, of course. There is also a question in Zhang Ermao's mind. In his impression, South Korea is a developed country. It seems that every household is so rich. It seems that there is no need to hate food and clothing. It seems that only Chinese people go to South Korea to work. How can there be South Korea? People who come to work in China, besides, are such a charming, noble and generous young woman
"Mr. You..."
"My name is Zhangkou, and you just need my second hair!" Zhang Ermao interrupted Jin Zhenying.
"Mr. Zhang, you are wrong. South Korea is not as good as you think. Although it is a developed country, it is not as good as China's listing, and even Sioux City is not as good as it is, and it doesn’t count for families like ours who have a difficult life. The number!"
"Oh!" Zhang Ermao nodded thoughtfully, seeming to understand that no matter how developed countries are, there are also poor people. They also run around for life, and even sell their colors and their bodies for life.
Zhang Ermao did not ask Jin Zhenying to massage herself again, and did not ask too much. The two sat face to face and chatted. From Jin Zhenying's mouth, Zhang Ermao knew that the other party was a good girl and that the other party was also affected by life. Forced, of course, I also know that although Jin Zhenying works in such a place, she has absolutely not betrayed her hue, let alone betrayed her body. He Zhang Ermao, that is a special care.
Although Jin Zhenying only provides formal spas, there are a lot of customers who come to find her. Perhaps because of her beauty, perhaps because of her noble temperament, there are many customers who want to take advantage of her body, even those who want her body. There are not a few customers who want to take care of her, but they are all tactfully rejected by her, but today...
Today’s Jin Zhenying is a bit special. After learning that her father was seriously ill, she hesitated after learning that his father was in urgent need of medical expenses. She wanted to sell her hue and body to make more money. Of course, she didn’t want to earn Zhang Ermao, she just wanted to give her first time to Zhang Ermao, and then...
Zhang Ermao sympathizes with Jin Zhenying and wants to help each other. Of course, he doesn't want him to betray his body because of the money. But now Zhang Ermao is shy in his hair follicles, and even Wang Youcai has to pay for the "happy money" of the brothers tonight .
"Miss Jin, can't you borrow some money from your boss first? First cure your father's illness!" In Zhang Ermao's view, Jin Zhenying is the red card here, and there are a lot of guests, eight hundred and eighty. RMB, 90 minutes of service, people can only mention 300 RMB, the black-hearted boss must have made a lot of money
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"Don't mention it!" Jin Zhenying shook her head helplessly: "The previous boss is okay, but now it's too bad after changing to a surnamed Ma, let alone borrowing money, if our service is a bit bad, We have to be fined when a guest complains?"
"The surname is Ma!" When he mentioned the surname of Ma, Zhang Ermao immediately thought of Ma Tao. In his mind, none of the surnamed Ma is a good brother: "What is the last name of the previous boss? Why did you change it now? What is the name of this horse surnamed!"
"The previous owner's surname was Chen, Chen Ping, and the current owner's surname is Ma, but I don't know what his name is. I only know that they are big men in the underworld. I wanted to leave here a long time ago, but I'm afraid..."
Jin Zhenying did not dare to say anything. It is true that she wanted to leave here a long time ago and wanted to change to another place, but she was also really afraid, because she knew from the little sisters that the boss surnamed Ma is not simple, in Sucheng, even in After I got listed, I didn’t even think about finding other jobs after I left here. My little sisters have had this experience before. Not only did they fail to find a better job after changing jobs, they didn’t even get beaten up, and were finally driven back to South Korea. .
"What are you afraid of?" Zhang Ermao's face was angry, and the flames of hatred appeared in his eyes, because from Jin Zhenying's mouth, Zhang Ermao knew whose place was here, knew that Ma Tao was back, and took over Chen Ping's hands. The venue.
"Nothing? Nothing?" Jin Zhenying looked nervous, she was afraid, afraid that she had said something wrong, afraid... "Mr. Zhang, it's the clock, if you are not satisfied, I will give you a massage for free, no charge. !" After speaking, Jin Zhenying stood up and prepared to massage Zhang Ermao again, but Zhang Ermao refused.
"Miss Jin, no, I'm very satisfied!" Zhang Ermao gently grabbed Jin Zhenying's little hand, cold and cold, as if he was nervous and afraid of drinking and sweating a lot.
"Then... Then if you don't need service anymore, I'll go out first!" Jin Zhenying looked anxious and turned to leave after speaking, but Zhang Ermao grabbed her arm again.
"Miss Jin, you can't go yet!" A triumphant smile appeared on Zhang Ermao's face...
(New Year’s Day, I wish you all a Happy New Year, good health, all the best, and a happy family.)
(The winter solstice has been a cold for several days. I feel dizzy and very uncomfortable. So the update has been slow in recent days. Please understand.)