The villa where the mask party is held has entered a busy time since early morning. The party always requires careful arrangement, whether it is lighting, sound effects, or the preparation of cold meals, beer, etc.
It requires many professionals to plan and execute carefully.
In the busy arrangement, the party venue took shape bit by bit, and as the person in charge of the party arrangement, Linal was very nervous today. She runs a company that specializes in providing planning solutions and on-site services for various theme parties.
Decorating the studio, this villa is one of her most stable clients.
She has successfully provided no less than 30 party plans for the owner of this villa, and each one is slightly different, which means that it has its own carefully designed highlights. Each party can basically win the order.
Customer's unusual mny results.
Tonight's party is her most important task in history. It's not that the scale of the party has expanded, but the theme of this party. She has done it many times, and it is not easy to innovate again.
At the same time, she has been informed clearly about this party. It is a private party with the highest level. Without an invitation card, no one can enter. This is different from the past, as long as someone holds an invitation card, they can bring whatever they want.
The pattern of people coming in is different.[
Another point is that for this party, her guests made a very clear request, that is, a tempered glass stage needs to be built above the swimming pool of the villa. The stage area does not need to be larger, just four meters square. Below, it needs to be
Suppose the lighting makes the stage beautiful enough above the swimming pool.
This matter is a top priority for Linal, because her cooperative supplier is not in the city today, and she needs to seize the time to mobilize a new stage for installation.
While Linal was arranging the party in an orderly manner, Chu Yan, who was far away in the hotel, had already been fighting with Michiko for more than thirty minutes.
During these thirty minutes, Michiko tried her best to give a big prelude so that she could enjoy it more happily later. However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not repeat several super powerful techniques that she was good at.
She had used it many times, but apart from getting harder and hotter, she did not reap the fruits of her own prelude to victory.
In the end, Michiko had to give up her plan because she was so wet that there was no way she could continue.
She stopped her movements, released Chu Yan's weapon, then slowly stood up, pulled Chu Yan's little brother around, and then she leaned on the door of the hotel, with her arms raised high.
His buttocks were lifted, and his legs in stockings were almost completely displayed in front of Chu Yan.
Chu Yan's big hands easily covered Michiko's buttocks, and slid between her legs along the round buttocks.
"Such a big water." This was Chu Yan's first impression when his hand touched between Michiko's legs. In addition, there was also Michiko's super charming soft singing: "Uh... ugh..."
Michiko's hand had been holding Chu Yan's little brother tightly, as if she was afraid that he would run away if she let go, and Chu Yan gently lifted up Michiko's skirt, completely revealing Michiko's entire lower body.
Flesh-colored stockings and white thongs, this woman's outfit exudes coquettishness from the inside out.
"Stick!" With a sound, Chu Yan violently tore Michiko's stockings to pieces, and slapped Michiko's buttocks that were fully exposed in front of him with both hands.
So far, the only thing standing in front of Chu Yan was a white line, which was part of the thong. Before Chu Yan could make any move, Michiko had already held little Chu Yan in her own hands, and then squeezed away her
With his legs, he accurately pressed against the source of the already overflowing stream.
"Come in, I can't stand it anymore!" Michiko blurted out her subconscious Japanese in the depths of emotion. Chu Yan was no longer talking nonsense at this time. A thin rope could not stop Chu Yan from breaking through.
After Chu Yan entered Michiko at a slow but domineering speed, Michiko's voice instantly echoed in the hotel room as if a valve had been opened.
Fortunately, the soundproofing effect of the hotel room is excellent, otherwise, the sound of banging and banging accompanied by Michiko's completely unsuppressed voice would be enough to catch up with the live broadcast of the audio novel.
Michiko's body was very soft, at least her legs. Chu Yan didn't use too many techniques. He just held Michiko's waist with both hands and kept slamming towards his waist.
The force was so fierce that there was no trace of water release. The continuous impact that hit the bottom made Michiko collapse in less than five minutes. Her whole body was shaking and convulsing. The first time came beyond Michiko's own imagination. She had never suffered such domineering madness.
The impact has never been.
After finishing Michiko's first attack in five minutes, Michiko quickly turned around, squatted down again and held Xiao Chuyan in both hands, and started a crazy counterattack. She still spared no effort in those tricks, but the result was still the same.
The work is finally done.
At this moment, she was completely shocked by Chu Yan's power, because in her mouth, there were almost only a handful of men who could last for more than ten minutes, and there were almost no men who could last for more than ten minutes, but every man who could last for more than ten minutes was completely shocked.
Men's fighting ability in bed can always be extraordinary and exciting.
But compared to the man in front of her, there is really no comparison. When she gave up again, Chu Yan gently held her right leg. When Michiko was invaded again in the difficult position of independent golden cock, Michiko had already completely
is lost.[
Michiko's flexibility is astonishing. Chu Yan gently put her legs on his chest, almost showing a standard line beyond the straight line. Such a woman is really intoxicating.
Difficult postures can always make people release the comfort in their hearts more freely. Moreover, for Michiko, this movement makes her sit up very easily. As long as she can withstand the impact, she can completely enjoy it.
A different kind of pleasure.
However, this premise cannot be realized by her, because Chu Yan's impact has no rhythm at all, and some are just direct, neat and uniform, just like the rhythm of goose-stepping, all of which are pierced to the end without mercy.
Then repeat again.
Although it was a lot less fun to have no priorities, compared to this kind of uniform but super fast overbearing attack, Michiko got more than the happiness she expected in her heart.
In the hotel room, the battle lasted for a full two hours. Michiko was completely paralyzed, just lying on the sofa wearing her ol' skirt, while Chu Yan walked into the bathroom again and put himself
All the fatigue from the past two hours was washed away with a cold shower.
When Chu Yan reappeared in the room after getting dressed, Michiko's figure had slowly sat on the sofa. Her clothes looked messy due to the battle, and her valuable stockings were completely torn.
Rotten.
"Where are you going, I'll take you there." Chu Yan stood in front of Michiko, stretched out his hand and completely pulled her rotten stockings off her body, and then threw them into the trash can on the side, looking at the smooth and white hands.
Legs, the admiration in his eyes is undisguised: "Your skin is very good, you will be more beautiful without stockings."
"If you don't wear stockings, you won't have the fun of tearing." Michiko's physical strength has slowly recovered. She stood up, arranged her clothes, and then picked up her handbag: "Isn't it?"
Facing Michiko's teasing, Chu Yan had to nod and admit that it was indeed the case. There was no way to understand the joy of tearing off stockings without experiencing it personally.
"Personal suggestion, for reference only." Chu Yan smiled and nodded. Although he liked the fun of tearing off stockings, he preferred those legs that had enough capital not to wear stockings. There was no doubt that Michiko was one of them, but she
But it's not that Chu Yan doesn't like wearing stockings as she imagined. On the contrary, she likes them very much.
"There's no need to send me off." After Michiko finished speaking, she walked to the door, opened the door and left, and showed a charming smile to Chu Yan: "Remember not to be late tonight, and I like black girls with slit mouths.