Chapter 3993

And under the 'harassment' of this kind of thought, how could Lin Dafa calmly accept any serious oil massage? Is it possible? Jiaojiao acted as if she hadn't noticed anything, and was still 'working' very professionally. Due to professional reasons, in Jiaojiao's eyes, Jiaojiao's eyes only had men's 'lower three roads'. She carefully pressed with her fingertips near Lin Dafa's sentence. The so-called 'finger pressure' massage is a massage method of pressing with finger pads.

Lin Dafa couldn't help but give a soft 'hum'. Hearing Lin Dafa's hum, Jiaojiao paused and said with a coquettish smile, "What's wrong, big brother, did I hurt you?"

"No, it's quite good, very comfortable." Lin Dafa couldn't help but answer with a smile.

"The comfortable part is still behind, big brother, have you ever played with the poisonous dragon drill?" Jiaojiao's fox tail finally revealed, and she began to say the following professional terminology.

Lin Dafa was not coming to this kind of place for the first time, how could he not know what the 'poisonous dragon drill' was? But in front of this 'little nurse' who was pretending to be pure, Lin Dafa also pretended to be stupid and said, "What is a poisonous dragon drill?"

"Hehe, can't tell, brother, you should be doing this project for the first time. Qianqian is really lucky to meet a man like you. Okay, I'll take advantage of you once, brother, and give you a set of poisonous dragon drills, and I won't charge extra, how about it?"

"Okay, that's good." Lin Dafa was happy in his heart and said with a smile.

The following things could be considered to have completely entered the main topic. Jiaojiao smiled coquettishly, carefully pushed a cotton swab dipped in essential oil into the depths of Lin Dafa's chrysanthemum, and then gently pulled it out. That feeling was very cold and slippery, which made Lin Dafa feel comfortable and couldn't help but want to fart, so he said, "I want to fart, Jiaojiao, move away, don't spray it on you."

Jiaojiao said with a smile, "Hehe, I just want you to fart. Pushing it in like this pushes the air in. You fart it out, and the stench inside is brought out, so it won't be smelly."

Lin Dafa really farted a series of stinky farts very refreshingly, which made Jiaojiao cover her face and giggle. After Lin Dafa finished farting, she began to squeeze a tube of ointment into his chrysanthemum, cleaned it carefully with a cotton swab, and finally wiped it clean with gauze dipped in water. Only then was the preparation work finished.

"Brother, stick your butt up, open your two legs and kneel, lie down in front, pillow your head on your arms, yes, just like this." Lin Dafa set the posture according to what Jiaojiao said, only to find that his posture at this time was like when he was in bed with a woman, the woman was in a rear-entry posture, not to mention that the whole chrysanthemum was fully open, and the two plump groups in front were also half-hanging like that.

"Hehe, this posture is really sexy, no wonder you men all like to let women kneel like this." Jiaojiao said coquettishly while reaching out to stroke and press around Lin Dafa's chrysanthemum, while the other hand went straight to the theme, dragging the thing between his legs in her hand and playing with it.

That numb feeling made Lin Dafa couldn't help but 'um-hum', and that thing immediately hardened.

Jiaojiao said with a smile again, "Brother is still quite naughty, your little ox is about to enter the cave, ha." Jiaojiao said, and the strength in her hand increased. Then, the real poisonous dragon drill began. Lin Dafa was really playing with such new tricks for the first time, thinking that such a way of playing was really too exciting. He couldn't help the comfortable feeling and hummed.

Jiaojiao smiled coquettishly and said, "Okay, let brother taste the taste of an ice lolly. This is the highest realm of the poisonous dragon drill, which is ice and fire." After Jiaojiao finished speaking, she got off the massage bed, took out an ice box from a miniature small refrigerator in the corner, and took out an icicle the thickness and length of a finger from it. Jiaojiao held this ice lolly in her mouth, knelt on the bed again, and used the tip of her tongue to gradually push this ice lolly into Lin Dafa's chrysanthemum. Stimulated by the ice lolly, there was a burst of instinctive tightening in the chrysanthemum cave, and the cold feeling spread outside the chrysanthemum instantly, making Lin Dafa tremble all over.

"Hehe, received, received!" Jiaojiao clapped her little hands like a child who discovered a novel toy.

Lin Dafa's chrysanthemum tightened, and that ice lolly was received with a 'poof', and the whole piece was cool and indescribably comfortable.

Lin Dafa sighed comfortably, his body softened and he lay down. This is the power of the poisonous dragon drill. Ordinary people have never played it and can't imagine having so much comfort. Now Lin Dafa's whole body is like falling apart, and he doesn't want to move a bit anymore. Jiaojiao rinsed her mouth with a sip of water on the side, sat on the chair on the side, lit a cigarette and waited. Men who have accepted the poisonous dragon drill service must not be disturbed at this time, and it is best to let him absorb the comfort completely. Lin Dafa fell asleep without knowing it, covered with a thick bath towel, and his face was still filled with the comfortable feeling just now.

That night, after Zhang Hui was sent away by her father-in-law Lin Dafa, she felt a bit angry in her heart, thinking that her father-in-law must be going to find a woman to have an affair in that kind of place again. Zhang Hui, who had always been very confident in her charm, felt a bit unbalanced in her heart. Over the years, her husband Lin Jianyang had been working in Baihe County under Yuyang, and they couldn't see each other a few times a year. As a woman, the naturally dissolute Zhang Hui naturally needed a man's nourishment. With an unbalanced mentality, she really wanted to find a man to vent.

And just when Zhang Hui parked the car on the side of the road and lit a cigarette to vent her dissatisfaction, the phone suddenly rang. It was actually a call from Zheng Tulu. Zhang Hui was stunned at first, then hurriedly answered the call and said with a smile, "Director Zheng, have you gone back?"

"Little Zhang, I've come to the unit, in the office of the unit. I have something I want to talk to you about, do you see if it's convenient for you to come?" When he returned to the unit office to get things, this old guy Zheng Tulu, taking advantage of the wine, called this young woman Zhang Hui, who was coquettish in her bones.

"Okay, Director Zheng, you are looking for me, how can it be inconvenient." Zhang Hui, who felt a bit unbalanced in her heart, readily agreed to Zheng Tulu's invitation.

After finishing the call, she drove to the Provincial Construction Committee. It was already late at night. In the office building of the Provincial Construction Committee, only one office still had lights on, and that was Zheng Tulu's office. While waiting for Zhang Hui to come, Zheng Tulu couldn't help but eat one of the medicines Lin Dafa gave him. Sure enough, before Zhang Hui came, he felt a bit hot all over, and that thing actually hardened on its own.

The following things were naturally a matter of course. After all, Zhang Hui knew the real purpose of Zheng Tulu calling her over so late, and she, who longed for a man's nourishment, had also reached the point of not being picky about food. Sitting in Zheng Tulu's office, the two chatted symbolically about work for a while, and then began to enter the main topic...

The sound of 'pitter-patter' kept echoing in the office. Even listening to this sound of body collision was a kind of enjoyment. Under the influence of the medicine, Zheng Tulu was like a god's help, as if he had suddenly returned to his youth, his whole body's energy was very abundant, which made him feel very excited. At this time, Zhang Hui's voice became louder and louder, and she was brought to the climax by Zheng Tulu, humming and ah-ing: "Director Zheng, that's it, you are so great..." Zhang Hui didn't know if she was doing it to please Zheng Tulu, or if she wanted to express her happiness by speaking now.

At this time, Zhang Hui was lying on the desk with her plump and beautiful butt stuck out, her hands clenched tightly, as if she wanted to grasp this wonderful feeling. Because Zhang Hui was clenching her hands, she couldn't stand firmly, and coupled with Zheng Tulu's fast movements at this time, if she wasn't careful, the two of them almost fell down.

Zhang Hui said with a smile, panting, "Director Zheng, my Brother Zheng, can't you be gentler? Oh... I won't say it..." Before Zhang Hui could finish, Zheng Tulu didn't give her a chance to continue, accelerated his movements, leaving Zhang Hui only the chance to 'hum and ah'.

Under the influence of the medicine, Zheng Tulu was constantly moving and plowing behind. Zhang Hui felt that this old guy's movement was getting faster and faster, and felt that his thing was getting harder and harder, which made her feel very surprised and also enjoy that long-lost feeling.

The experienced Zhang Hui naturally knew that Zheng Tulu was about to reach the peak moment, so she moaned loudly and harder, even shouting pantingly: "Ah! Husband, you are so great... my good husband... ah..."

Zheng Tulu didn't care what Zhang Hui was shouting. As long as it was the coquettish panting and the sound made by Zhang Hui, it was the horn of charging and fighting in his ears, which would make him work harder.