Whore’s asshole smells so good

Author: wangjita
Word count: 10921
Dancing girls, that dance hall is where the spring officials in the countryside go (they are all older village cadres). The first time I saw the queen was in the barber shop opposite my clothing store. I was only 23__24 years old. When I first saw it, I didn’t feel much for the heroine. I just thought she was rude. In fact, at first I thought she was a very ordinary middle-aged prostitute (the heroine was 43 back then). After a while, I saw her sitting on a chair in a black jumpsuit with a low chest I felt it when I saw her pink panties when I turned my legs up. From that day on, I began to pay attention to my owner. Every day she passed by my shop, I noticed her more and more. I remember that the first time I confessed to the hostess was half a year later. I met the hostess on the road and told her that I had the courage to tell her that day. I followed the hostess for a few streets and finally reached a place where there were few people. I took the courage to ask the hostess for her phone number. She blushed and ordered the owner’s desk. When the owner came to the private room and saw that I was the first to be surprised. After all, she was an outsider woman. She chatted with me very quickly, and only when the ballroom closed in the middle of the night did I say I would hire her. I would give her 1,500 yuan a month, and she immediately agreed. Asked why I admired her so much, I said: I am willing to do anything for her. From now on, the slave will call you the master, and you can only kneel in front of you forever. If you are not happy, you can insult me, beat me, or scold me. The master was a layman and didn’t know sm, but she agreed to it if she wanted someone to serve her. She asked me to sleep with her when she was sleeping, because she wanted to have sex with me. Only then can you lick your xiati. The master felt that she used to blow it for the guests, but now she was very excited to be licked by someone, so she agreed. When I touched her xiati at that time, the smell was mixed with the smell of the inferior perfume she used, which made people want to vomit. There was no way to tell us to worship the master. I closed my eyes and licked violently. For about half an hour, I couldn’t lick it anymore. The master let me go and asked me to sleep with her. A slave is not qualified to sleep with the master, and the master kicked me out of the bed when he realized it, and I also knew that I should sleep there.

The master didn’t get up until noon the next day, and I knelt at the head of the master’s bed the whole time, the masterWhen people came to see the meal, I knelt down and thought it was funny. I helped her prepare all the washing things on the bedside. The master asked me to take the spittoon. I asked the master what I wanted to do. The master said that he wanted to spit.