Chapter 1478: How often do you go?

Ah Zheng brother is excited.
Not only excited, he is also very impulsive.
It’s almost four years. In the past four years, he has also pulled a small hand, kissed a small mouth, and passed a small waist. Touched the calf. In addition, Lin Huayin did not give him any further opportunities. Even if you occasionally caress and touches the soft chest, it is also when you take a look at Lin Yin’s voice. Is it really a bright touch, and you can’t get out of bed?
At the moment, Lao Lin actually put on underwear and hangs a neutral. This is obviously the rhythm of dedication!
Xiao Zheng trembled to the bed under his feet, and he decided to squat first. Strive to extend the entire fueling time indefinitely.
According to his thoughts, don’t sleep tonight...
"I am ready." Xiao is like a tiger that suppresses the animal, and he said with anger.
"Ok."
Under the soft yellow light, the forest voice in a nightdress opens the oil bottle and wipes the massage oil into the palm. Then close to Xiao Zheng, start to massage from the shoulder.
Lao Lin had a dragon hand, although he could not play a tenth of the actual combat ability. But it is more professional than a professional massage woman. The strength is more authentic.
Coupled with the recent preparations, I also bought a book about massage. Just as soon as he got started, Xiao Zheng was so comfortable that he was so happy that he closed his eyes.
"I really didn't expect that your technique was so professional." Xiao Zheng spit out a sigh of gas and felt the soft power from the back. After working for a few years, although A Zheng Ge had exercise, the muscles of his shoulders were still slightly strained. It can be seen how ruined the office is.
Lin Lin sounded, squatting, moderate, but very comfortable. However, because she was sitting sideways on the side of Xiao Zheng, it was quite uncomfortable when she was under the force, and she was awkward.
"Is it not good to force?" Xiao Zheng smiled and counted his heart.
"Nothing." Lin painted the sound is not salty and not light.
"Twisted to the waist." Xiao Zheng boldly wrapped the heavens. "Come, sit on my lap."
A Zheng brother patted his thigh very brightly.
Lin Lin paused for three seconds and did not refuse. Instead, I sat up straight.
Xiao Zheng's thighs are strong, like two strong steel bars. And Lao Lin’s buttocks are full and upright. The straight thighs are white and smooth. Plus Xiao Zheng is wrapped in a pair of boxer pants, and Lao Lin's nightdress is also able to cover the leg roots. This sits down and the skin entangles. On time, A Zheng Ge took a sigh of cool: cool!
In exchange for body-position, the intensity of Lin's tone massage is more and more pure. Xiao Zheng is just enjoying the bed. From the beginning to the end, Xiao Zheng said that Lao Zheng returned to the state of a sentence. Not a cold spot, it is never lively.
"Lao Lin. You have to go down. I am old, sitting in the office every day, sitting stiff." Xiao Zheng said seriously. "The man's waist is a treasure."
I was reminded by Xiao Zheng that the delicate and soft hands of Lin’s paintings slowly moved to the waist. It’s squatting and pressing. Comfortable Xiao Zheng is straight up the goose bumps.
About twenty minutes later, Xiao Zheng felt that there was nothing to press on the back. Besides, who pushes the oil and pushes it back? That is not a waste of money, no, it is a waste of effort.
"I am a little uncomfortable, pressed to the heart." Xiao Zheng found a reasonable explanation.
Lin Yinyin stopped the action in his hand, and his brow slightly picked: "Don't push it?"
"Where is this?" Xiao Zheng grinned. I told Lin Lin to help me wipe the massage oil on my back. Then I lie in front of the old forest. From the neck to the lower abdomen. "let's start."
Lin draws a nod and immediately picks up the massage oil and pours it on Xiao Zheng’s stomach.
Lao Lin is good about this. Don't mention anything that can't be done. She will not refuse to do anything with her ability. Especially facing Xiao Zheng. Despite the embarrassing and incredible demands he made. As long as Lao Lin does not resist, he will promise him. Therefore, in this respect, Lao Lin is still listening to Xiao Zheng.
Respect. It must be mutual. When you live together, the suppression of one side will not last long.
When pushing the chest, Lao Lin subconsciously avoided the two key points. But the more she is, the more she wants her heart. Because, she avoided, it is like 撩阿正哥, 调戏阿正哥. It’s too hot.
About ten minutes later, Lao Lin began an abdominal massage.
Pushing oil is usually two health specials. Push back and abdomen treatment. The rest, all are not serious...
On the other hand, the massage shop in the street all the way, the so-called push oil in the bathing center, massage. Even if it’s not counting the sheep’s head, it’s a little bit of rubbing. A little concealed teasing on the massage technique. On the one hand, it is to satisfy the dark mentality of men. On the other hand, it is also a means of increasing repeat customers. There are regular physiotherapy massages and some rubbing. It can be said that it costs a penny and enjoys two cents of service. Buy one get one free.
Abdominal physiotherapy can be used for the intestines, especially for people with bad stomach. Xiao Zheng can eat and sleep, and there is no such problem. But all over the body, his favorite is the lower abdomen treatment.
why?
Because it is near recently...
"Lao Lin. Your technique is so professional. If you have time, give me a moment to slap?" Xiao Zheng kicked the snoring and dispersed the attention of Lao Lin.
He can feel that Lin Huayin deliberately controls his emotions. This is not convenient for his next move. And one hand, also quietly on the slippery tender thigh of Lao Lin.
Because of the short wear, the underwear is even more shameful, and it is more and more convenient for A Zheng Ge.
However, A Zheng Ge is still restrained. Did not make a direct attack that Lao Lin did not adapt. Around the thighs, Capricorn, savor the thigh of the goddess of cold noodles. Occasionally pretending to accidentally touch the edge of the underwear, it suddenly bloated.
This feeling is far more than ten thousand times more than the waist when you sleep. A Zhengge feels that he is burning soon...
"I will talk again next time." Lin's paintings did not stop, very plain.
If you don't refuse on the spot, there is basically a play. This is also the experience accumulated by A Zheng Ge through the past three years.
Lao Lin’s legs are good legs. Waist is also a good waist.
Usually I often touch it. When I touch it, Lin’s tone is not very responsive. The only thing that is a bit out of place is to get a skirt.
This embarrassing, shameful underwear is exposed.
Sleeping usually, Lao Lin can be dressed very conservatively. Summer is ok, at least thin. Winter wears bulletproof vests with his mother. How thick and how thick. Ah Zhengge looked hot.
Maybe I feel like getting angry. A Zheng Ge’s hand was released. I slammed into the chest of the old forest. Two fingers are pinched gently. Exploring the reaction of Lao Lin.
"Can you?" The belly of the last half an hour was pressed. Lin's painting sounded slightly, his eyes were a bit scented.
"It’s only half an hour. One hour outside the massage shop is an hour.
Xiao Zheng breathes a bit heavy. Delaying time.
"Do you go often?" Lin painted the sound of a cold. The muzzle is slightly cold.
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