(Second update)

When Lin Kun heard the voice, he suddenly had a big head and two big heads. It was obvious that the eight fingers next door had gotten into trouble. And when the little girl was talking, it seemed that she was being troubled. The eight fingers were covered in blood and full of murderous aura. If the girl was also dependent on others like the little girl in front of her, she would probably have to tremble when her legs walked on her way.

The lonely man and the widowed woman were talking in an ambiguous voice. Lin Kun really wanted to kick the wall and kick the wall into a hole. At once, there was a problem with the sound insulation of the wall - it was time to kick it, and secondly, I also wanted to let Bazhi know, don't do it too hard, the wall has ears, but we want to sit upright and not mess around. Everyone is brother, so we can't run wildly without restraint.

Cough cough

Feeling the bright light condensed in the eyes of the little girl in front of her, Lin Kun coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, and his big hand was pressed in front of the plump breasts. If the girl in front of her was calculated based on her height, it should be only about 1.6 meters, which is a huge difference compared with Lin Kun’s height of 1.85 meters, but the pair of full sizes on her chest looked like two large steamed buns.

Women are tall and naturally likeable, but like this little bird, the lethality is also extremely high. Moreover, although the lights are bright, they may be flooded by the thick night outside the window. In addition, the horse galloping next door with a beautiful voice, the sound is intermittent, but it is like the dose of fierce aphrodisiac directly injected into the blood vessels.

Lin Kun felt a little throat. We are not the Liu Xiahui who has been sitting in a good mood for the ages. Besides, the records in ancient books are that Liu Xiahui can sit in a good mood because of his incompetence. We are not the monk who meditated cross-legged on the Tibetan Plateau to realize his life.

We are just a real straight man, a pure man from the Northeast, and how can we withstand this temptation!

Bo

Women seem pure and graceful, but when working in such a place, they specialize in serving men. Even if they seem pitiful, they are also a master in grasping the hearts of men. They seized the opportunity to bully themselves forward. The two tender red lips, which were pressed against Lin Kun's faint beard, kissed them.

Take a deep breath!

The slippery and soft little tongue, which was soaked with a trace of fragrance, slid into the mouth like a gentle little fairy and started to tease it unscrupulously.

With warm breathing and orchid-like fragrance, the girl sat in Lin Kun's arms, her legs spread apart and clamped her waist. Her perky butt was rubbing through a thin layer of pants, which seemed unintentionally but was deliberately.

Lin Kun took a deep breath and immediately stopped teasing the second brother rising up and clamoring to make a revolution. He overturned the girl on the bed. The girl looked at him with a pitiful look, her eyes full of desire, and her eyes that were close but wanted to refuse but still seemed to be summoning silently.

Lin Kun breathed heavily, his eyes shining red, like a ferocious beast about to swear to tear the girl in front of him, and grabbed the girl's chest with a big hand. The girl closed her eyes as if she was deadly. Her delicate and merciless look aroused the man's desire to conquer.

The big hand was about to touch the girl's chest, but it stopped with a slight tremor. She breathed heavily into her chest, and Lin Kun stopped.

Time was minute by minute, and the rhythm of the heartbeat was clearly heard. The girl lay on the bed for a few seconds, slowly opening her eyes, with a hint of astonishment. Lin Kun had already sat back to the window, pulled out a cigar and held it in her mouth, and the smoke was spit out. The fragrance of the pure Cuban cigar spread throughout the room.

The girl looked at Lin Kun blankly, as if she was reluctant to get up from the bed. Her pitiful little look made people feel pity again, but Lin Kun looked unmoved and didn't even look at her.

Mr. Lin, I

Shh!

Lin Kun smiled calmly, don’t make up stories anymore, I don’t care how much money Hu Qiang promised to give you. Everything will end here tonight. Go back and tell him and Ma Xinlan that if you really cooperate sincerely, don’t do these useless things. If you want to have any bad thoughts, I will leave now.

The girl's expression was slightly stunned, and a hint of redness was embarrassing. She looked at Lin Kun again with a hint of admiration. She stood up and tidied up her clothes, stood in front of Lin Kun and bowed, Mr. Lin, then I'll leave.

The door of the room was closed, and the smell of hormones was still filled with the air. Lin Kun took a deep breath and looked down at the little wooden stick that looked up. It was really not easy for him to be a hero. It was so painful to pass the beauty.

The room next door also became quiet. Lin Kun estimated the time for about a while, and at most it was only ten minutes. He smiled in his heart, "These eight fingers are not good either." The jingling sounds on weekdays are like the incarnation of a god man and the good medicine for lustful women. But he still surrendered in just over ten minutes?"

In the corridor, the girl who walked out of Lin Kun's room did not leave immediately, but stood at the door of the next room. The door of the next room also opened. A tall woman with curly hair walked out, moving her joints while walking.

Xiaoli, the girl you came out of Lin Kun's room asked in a low voice.

The girl called Xiaoli still had a flush on her cheeks. She glanced at the girl who came out of Lin Kun’s room and said with a wry smile: What about you when you meet a strange guy?

ah?

The girl who came out of Lin Kun's room asked in confusion and said: Does he have a special hobby?

Xiaoli signaled the two of them to leave here first, and whispered as she walked: This is the first time I have seen such a man. I have met a girl without having sex, and I have a special massage.

massage?

It wasn't me giving him a massage, but he giving me a massage. It's really comfortable. This man is so strange. He is very skillful in the massage technique.

Xiaoli's cheeks turned slightly red, with a hint of shyness, and said: He said he could rub his breasts, one course of treatment a month, forty minutes a day, and he could grow one number!

ah?

The girl who came out of Lin Kun's room fell on Xiaoli's pair of breasts, then covered her mouth and smiled. Yours are already big enough, do you want to be bigger?

Xiaoli immediately said mysteriously: But he felt so comfortable when pressing.

Dongdongdongdongdong

Lin Kun's room was knocked again. He thought it was the girl who was back again. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but the sound of Bazhi came from outside. Kunzi

Lin Kun opened the door, wore a pair of big shorts, and came in barely.
Chapter completed!