Chapter 1503

"I won't eat!" He Liping gave him a coquettish white look and said with a shy appearance.

"Hurry up, little brother misses you so much." Zheng Tulu said shamelessly while opening the zipper, reaching in and taking out that thing.

He Liping gave him a coquettish white look, stood up, twisted her plump, upturned butt, walked up, came to him, looked at him with fiery eyes, and knelt down. She took that thing in her hand and slowly put it into her cherry mouth.

Instantly, Zheng Tulu felt his thing was wrapped by something moist, tight, and hot. His whole body immediately swept through a wave of electric-like numbness, and he couldn't help but look up, let out a long 'ah,' and pulled He Liping's hair as her head moved up and down. The 'smacking' sound showed He Liping's superior oral skills. The soft, moist, and slippery tongue swam back and forth on that red, vein-bulging thing, sometimes gently touching the water, sometimes sweeping away the clouds,

sometimes swimming at the very root, sometimes poking at the very tip. In a short while, the surroundings of the entire meat golden cudgel were covered with her saliva, shining brightly, appearing extremely vigorous... Thirty-five-year-old He Liping knelt tirelessly under Zheng Tulu's crotch, sucking on his thing, until... until Zheng Tulu was hot all over, feeling the nerves in his lower body stretched to the limit. And thirty-something-year-old He Liping, who was at the most hungry and sensitive age for a woman, felt thousands of ants crawling all over her body before Zheng Tulu had any targeted attack. It was so itchy that she was truly uncomfortable. That itch didn't seem to be in a specific part,

sometimes on her arm, sometimes on her jade back, sometimes on her breasts. The two erect breasts became even more swollen under the burning of desire, appearing round and full, with great visual impact. When that itch spread along the inner side of her thighs and finally spread to the two most sensitive clam meats, He Liping couldn't bear such torment anymore. She crawled up from the ground, her eyes burning with the fire of desire, her cheeks flushed, and she frantically unzipped her pants, pulling them down to her knees, lifted her clothes, revealing two sections of white, tender thighs,

turned her back to Zheng Tulu, used her hand to support his treasure that was already covered with her saliva, and tried to sit down. Suddenly, as a hard object entered the petal hole, He Liping's body trembled like chaff, and then with a violent force, she swallowed Zheng Tulu's big treasure to the root. At the same time, a happy "uh" sound came, and she began to be intoxicated in the joy of life brought by the violent up and down movement, unable to extricate herself...

A thirty-five-year-old woman, although she had always dedicated herself to Zheng Tulu entirely for the purpose of sitting firmly in the position of deputy director, she was, after all, a mature woman. Mature women have a major commonality—that is, as long as they are not sexually cold, they are extremely sensitive to sex and extremely easy to immerse themselves in the ocean of desire. There is a saying, 'Men are oxen, women are land; there are only tired oxen, no plowed land.' A woman of He Liping's age would never be satisfied with sex. So when doing this thing with a man like Zheng Tulu, who was over fifty, she would generally take an active attitude. Only in this way would she feel a little pleasure. Sitting on Zheng Tulu's lap with her back to him, she moved up and down at a very fast rhythm, her long hair flying with it,

the two full breasts in her shirt jumping up and down with her ups and downs, appearing extremely naughty. Zheng Tulu, who was under her, felt extremely enjoyable. Leaning on the boss chair, he didn't have to exert himself, with a comfortable face, he was simply feeling wonderful. He Liping's white, elastic, big butt slapped against Zheng Tulu's protruding belly with every powerful sit-down, making a crisp 'slap, slap, slap' sound. The atmosphere in the entire office was simply extremely fiery...

Ever since there was such a charming and seductive little wife like Jia Wanli in Zhao Desan's Deputy Division Chief office, his work hadn't been so annoying. Of course, although Zhao Desan was indeed capable of playing with women, Zhao Desan was still very down-to-earth and diligent when it was time to work, and would never delay work because of women. On the contrary, women could add a lot of color and 'fun' to his annoying work, allowing him to successfully complete his daily work in a combination of work and rest. This wasn't it, the afternoon was spent in chatting and laughing with Jia Wanli to complete the work at hand. Before getting off work, Jia Wanli suddenly came up from behind him, lay on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "Deputy Division Chief Liu, wait a while before leaving after getting off work."

Zhao Desan turned his head and saw a delicate and pretty little wife's face looking at him close at hand. That

pair of black, bright, beautiful eyes rolled with a pool of clear autumn water, her nose was delicate, her mouth was red and sexy, especially the skin on her face was extremely delicate and white. She was truly a charming wife who made people love and pity her. "Why wait a while before leaving?" Zhao Desan couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva and asked.

"I want to talk to you." Jia Wanli's eyes flickered a few times when she spoke, and the autumn waves in her pupils flowed, appearing extremely coquettish.

"We see each other every day, what else is there to say?" Zhao Desan saw Jia Wanli looking so shy and asked with a wicked smile.

"I just want to talk to you." Jia Wanli got up from his shoulder and said somewhat bashfully.