After all, it is a four-star hotel, so the rooms are very spacious and the decoration is very luxurious. There are sofas, coffee tables, LCD TVs on the walls, "art" paintings, and of course a comfortable big bed, and even a separate one. bathroom
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"Director Song, you take a bath first, and I'll arrange for a technician to come over right away!"
"Go!" Song Ziqiang greeted him coldly, then quickly removed his clothes and went into the bathroom, remembering that he had never had an urge in the past twenty years, never touched a woman, and remembered what was about to happen. Song Ziqiang was a little nervous and a little excited about the matter, but looking at his waist, looking at certain parts of himself, there was no response, but Song Ziqiang was a little lost and a little scared...
Song Ziqiang slowly closed his eyes, letting the water wash over his body; Song Ziqiang tried his best to think about the scene that happened in the hotel lobby just now, think about beautiful women, think about women's bodies, and even stretched out his hands to play with his waist. "Things", but... But it didn't have the result he wanted.
"Why? Why is this happening!" Song Ziqiang was extremely disappointed, and his anger was extremely angry, almost roaring.
After a while, Song Ziqiang rushed out of the bathroom with a look of disappointment. He knew that he was still not good enough. He didn't want to lose face in front of women. He just wanted to put on his clothes and leave here as soon as possible, but...
"Hello, sir, can I come in?" But when Song Ziqiang just put on his underwear, the door was pushed open, a sweet voice came into his ears, and a young woman appeared at the door. .
Song Ziqiang looked surprised, but he had to slowly raise his head, beautiful face, young and mature, charming and temperament; graceful posture, white chest, slender legs. Although he was still wearing a red short skirt with suspenders, his breasts and deep breasts/grooves... Song Ziqiang had a strong impulse again in his heart.
"Sir, can I serve you?" The smile on the technician's face, the technician's politeness, the technician's voice...
"Yes!" Song Ziqiang nodded heavily.
"Well, I'll go get things first, you can lie down and take a rest!" After speaking, the technician turned and prepared to leave, but his eyes fell on Song Ziqiang's shorts.
"Sir!" After a moment of contemplation, the technician walked slowly to the bedside, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out a pair of disposable shorts: "Sir, this is the first time you are here! Please change into these shorts. !" After speaking, the technician turned and left.
With an uneasy heart, Song Ziqiang walked slowly to the side of the bed. After retiring his underwear, he put on the disposable shorts put on his horns and lay on the big bed. Two minutes later, the young man The technician walked into the room again, and after closing the door gently, walked slowly to the bed and walked to Song Ziqiang's body.
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"Sir, please turn over and start from the back!" The technician stepped forward and gently held Song Ziqiang's shoulder. This was originally just a respect for the customer, but when her little hand touched Song Ziqiang's shoulder...
"Ah!" The feeling of being touched by a woman's small hand for the first time, the soft and numb feeling... Song Ziqiang almost nervously called out, "I... I can do it myself!"
Song Ziqiang turned over and lay down on his stomach. The technician walked slowly to the bed and stretched out his hands to massage Song Ziqiang's shoulders. At this time, Song Ziqiang's head was almost resting on the technician's abdomen, that kind of sensuality. , The kind of breath that radiated from a woman... Song Ziqiang was so nervous that almost his whole body trembled slightly.
"Sir, is this your first massage? Why are you so nervous!"
"I... That I am the first time!" Song Ziqiang is indeed a little nervous, and it is indeed the first time. Twenty years ago, when he was an upright young man and full of energy, Song Ziqiang was a policeman and he had not really contacted him. Women have never enjoyed this kind of service. After that incident, Song Ziqiang was completely abolished. He had no physical needs at all, so he had never contacted a woman, and still maintains his "innocent body."
"Haha..." The technician smiled softly, with a sweet laugh. After helping Song Ziqiang massage his shoulders, he walked to the side of the big bed, climbed onto the big bed, sat on Song Ziqiang's butt and continued with her. 'S massage...
Song Ziqiang was extremely excited, but he didn't dare to scream, he just let the other party be at their mercy, just let the other party apply essential oils on his back, massaging, pushing and holding...
The technician continued her work with a smile on her face. Of course, she also seemed to feel Song Ziqiang's nervousness; the technician did not speak to Song Ziqiang again, but gently pulled down the disposable underwear on Song Ziqiang after finishing the back.
Although the underwear was not taken off. Although only showing his ass, Song Ziqiang seemed to be even more nervous at this time, and his body trembled slightly again.
Stroking, squeezing, kneading, and very formal hip massage, but Song Ziqiang seemed to feel his excitement to the extreme, but what made him disappointed was that some parts of him seemed to be unresponsive.
After a very regular massage, the technician's small hand gently stroked Song Ziqiang's buttocks, the kind of sex, that kind of electric shock... almost made Song Ziqiang call out, almost made Song Ziqiang almost bit his lip.
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The technician could feel the tension of Song Ziqiang, the technician's little hand did not stop, and gently stroked, stroked the buttocks, stroked the groin, even stroked...
Song Ziqiang didn't know what kind of feeling it was, and he couldn't even tell whether it was comfortable or painful. Song Ziqiang just clenched his teeth, took it, and of course was enjoying...
The technician still did not stop. The technician's fingers ran the defecation area between Song Ziqiang's buttocks again and again, making Song Ziqiang enjoy the feeling of electric shock; the technician still did not stop, the little hand seemed to be more "daring" and made a ditch. , Reached in...
"Ah!" This time Song Ziqiang couldn't hold back it, and called out when the technician's little hand touched him "Dandan", he even cocked his butt, and even expected that the technician's little hand could go further and hold him. Although Song Ziqiang was extremely excited in his heart. Although there is already a psychologically impatient need, the most critical part still seems to be unresponsive.
"Okay, that's it! Thank you!" Finally Song Ziqiang was extremely disappointed, and finally Song Ziqiang turned over and sat up, ready to get out of bed, ready to leave, but was stopped by the technician.
"Sir, you haven't done it positively yet? And... don't get me wrong. The massage just now is for kidney health care. It is to promote blood circulation. It is not a kind of erotic service. We are all formal here. Sex/emotional service!" The technician was actually a little nervous, after all, the manager had told him, after all, he also knew the identity of Song Ziqiang.
"Miss, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, so... So don't worry, I am very satisfied with your service, but I still have something to do, so..." Indeed, Song Ziqiang is not trying to embarrass the other party. It's not here to sweep / porn, just don't want to be ashamed.
"Then... Then, if you take a break, I will chat with you. I can't leave until the hour is up!" The technician did not lie either. This is also the rule here.
"No, you go back first! I'll explain to your manager. Besides, I still have to take a shower now?"
"That's it!" The technician looked embarrassed and embarrassed, but he had to turn around slowly, and had to prepare to leave the room, but at this moment...
"Wait a minute!" Just when the technician was about to walk to the door, Song Ziqiang called out and stopped the opponent, because at this time, he seemed to have a reaction in some parts of himself, as if he was getting hot. Congestion, it seems to be swelling, that kind of feeling is something Song Ziqiang hasn't experienced in the past two decades
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"Little... Miss!" Song Ziqiang stood up, hurriedly rushed to the door, rushed to the technician's body, stretched out his hands and grabbed the opponent's arm: "You... Will you stay? You help me Okay? I now... I have a reaction now, I..."
"Sir, what do you mean..." The technician looked embarrassed and didn't know what Song Ziqiang was talking about for a while? What are you thinking about
"You... Touch it, I really have a reaction!" Song Ziqiang did not hesitate so much, grabbing the technician's little hand and reaching out to his lower body.
"This..." The technician is still embarrassed and puzzled: "Sir, it is normal to do... kidney health care, this... this is not a ** service!"
"I know, I know, but... But I want that kind of service right now, I just want to..." Song Ziqiang didn't say anything, Song Ziqiang just reached out and took the technician in his arms, and then hugged him. He got up, and then put the other party down on the fuck, because at this time he had already felt his own "majestic", had seen the high-pitched crotch around his waist, and had reached the point of desire/burning his body. Of course, I can’t miss the opportunity in front of me. Of course I want to try that kind of taste, want to experience that feeling, think...
"Sir, what are you doing, we... We don't have that kind of service here, let me go!" The technician called out, the technician struggled, and the technician yelled viciously, but he was crushed by Song Ziqiang. **, but Song Ziqiang ignored her struggle and resistance, frantically pulling on her short skirt, her mouth...
"Help! Help!" Don't know if that kind of service really isn't here? It was the young technician who did not provide such services, so he yelled for help, and of course he was anxious for Song Ziqiang.
"Miss, don't call you, don't call you! I... I will pay you extra, as long as... as long as you can give me one time!" Song Ziqiang was really anxious, and he was afraid of calling people outside. Come on, I'm afraid of making things worse, so I can just...
"Insane!" The technician pushed Song Ziqiang away, sat up, rolled over and got out of the bed, and then walked towards the door angrily.
"Miss, I beg you!" But Song Ziqiang rushed up again, stretched out his hands and hugged the opponent tightly. At this moment, Song Ziqiang certainly didn't want to miss the opportunity in front of him. He didn't want his first time. The second spring ten years later...