Chapter 208: I Can Fuck, Blowjob, Massage and Massage 2
The water doll quickly turned to another one and asked:
"Sister, can you fight fish?"
The woman shook her head, the flush doll kept ogling her, and said with a smile:
"I know how to have sex, blow flute, massage, and occasionally..."
Xia Houlinan had a grimace on his face and hurriedly chased away the spider-like women around him like flies. His face was ugly and ugly.
As expected, it was the power of an emperor, the aura of his whole body was exuded, and he forced several women with thicker skin than the wall to leave at least half a foot away.
With an awkward smile, one went to besiege Xuanyuan Leng, and the other turned to Shui Wawa, preparing to start with the younger ones.
Shui Wawa looked at the woman curiously, interrupted her interest and asked playfully:
"Sister, are your eyes gray?"
Looking at the woman who just turned over, he smiled and said:
"Good sister, take her to see a doctor quickly, otherwise her eyes will be damaged over time."
Well, the woman looked at Shui Wawa, raised her hand in the air, hesitated for a long time, then landed on Shui Wawa's shoulder, and was about to touch her clothes.
A layman only treats beautiful women as comfortable to touch
Only experts know that this is called bottoming out:
Feel how much goods you have on your body. If you are a well-dressed empty goods, you will soon fall out;
If you are a man with a bulging pocket, at least five or six of them will come at once, and they will make you faint even if they can’t hold you to death.
Shuiwawa fell into Xia Houlin'an's arms, flew up to the woman's face, and was only half an inch away from hitting the bridge of the nose.
Shui Wawa pretended not to know, and said with a soft smile:
"Sister, you can't take off your clothes in broad daylight, but my boots are dirty, please help me take them off."
The woman was so frightened that she turned pale and walked back and forth.
"Bang..."
I hit the light behind me, so I stopped and looked at Shui Wawa's little boots. The black boots were speckled with yellow mud.
She, didn't Jasmine just say that she had already taken off her clothes? Why is she still wearing one? What's the purpose?
Shui Wawa carelessly grabbed the snack and threw it into his mouth, nodding repeatedly:
"Sister, this is delicious, just a little bit better than what Sister Lan Xin makes. This one is not bad, not much worse than what Mom makes... Are there any other delicious ones? Bring them up...