Chapter 253: How much service do you want for a dollar?
"Even the lies are so lame. If you want to be obscene, you just want to be obscene. If you don't want to admit it, you have done it." Yan Zhen pressed close to her, and his breath, which was close at hand, entered her lightly.
Milky flavor.
"Have you already eaten me dry in your mind?" Yan Zhen raised her chin and said with a beaming smile, "Then you have to be responsible for me. If you can't eat, just pat your butt and leave."
Sijin took out a coin from his pocket like a magic trick: "Here, I'm responsible."
She put the coin into Yan Zhi's hand, and her whole body suddenly slid out of his control like a fish. Yan Zhen turned around and grabbed it casually, and pulled it, and Sijin fell into his arms again.
This time, he threw her whole body onto the sofa, and then Yan Zhen rushed up and suppressed her.
"I've already paid the money, so why don't I work hard?" Yan Zhen held a dollar in his hand, with an evil smile on his lips: "One dollar, do you want me to serve you once?"
Sijin shrank away in panic: "I just wanted to pay for your sex."
"Didn't you say you didn't intend to pervert me?" He raised his eyebrows.
Sijin really wanted to bite her tongue. It was obvious that her opponent was several levels higher than her, and she couldn't beat them at all. Guess, a certain woman made a mistake, and if she couldn't beat her, she could only "sacrifice her body for prostitution."
She's not a pervert, she's really just because her opponent is too strong and she can't resist him.
Sijin watched his every move alertly and excitedly.
He didn't take off his shirt, and there was a sly smile on his lips. He then pushed her legs forward and pressed her chest, lifted up her skirt and removed her panties, unzipped her pants and rushed straight into the room.
He got in, then held her butt and thrust hard, just once, and then, all the movements that Sijin was looking forward to came to an abrupt end.
Sijin hadn't thought about it at all, but someone suddenly stepped out and pulled his zipper leisurely, with no intention of continuing.
"Hello!?" Sijin bit her lip unwillingly.
Yan Zhi pretended to be confused: "What for?"
Sijin really wanted to bite her tongue out. She almost wanted to "sell herself for prostitution". "Is this the end?"
"You only paid one yuan, how much more service do you want?" Yan Zhi raised his chin, straightened his clothes, and then walked out elegantly with relaxed steps.
Ahhhh!!!
Sijin hurriedly touched her trouser pocket and finally found another coin. She shouted ecstatically: "There is another coin here."
"You mean, do you still want it?" Yan Zhen turned around leisurely and asked a question that seemed to be debatable.
"If it's not enough, why don't I just give it to you next time?!" Sijin wanted to find a crack in the ground, get in and do it all, and yelled bitterly in her heart: Why does a woman as beautiful as a fairy like her still need it?
Looking for a duckling on your own superficiality?
The corner of Yan Zhen's mouth raised into a smile, and he turned around. That smile looked particularly cunning, with a hint of a profiteer in it.
Then he slowly took off his shirt and unbuttoned it one button at a time. Seeing that the woman was so anxious, she finally stopped worrying: "Don't move, I'll help you take it off!"
She pulled out Yan Zhi three times, and finally enjoyed the pleasure of a little duck sprinting hard on her. For a moment, there was a feeling of ecstasy in the room, as if she had endless aftertaste.