Chapter 4078

"Good, good..." Zhao Desan drooled with desire, flames of desire burning in his eyes, while rubbing her fullness, nodding foolishly.

"Good, then you should appreciate my figure well." Ma Yu said, stood up from Zhao Desan's arms, stood in front of him, untied the exquisite little leather belt at her waist, slowly pulled her trousers down from her crotch, gently lifted one leg, and then lifted the other leg, and took off the trousers that were tightly wrapped around her two round and slender beautiful legs, revealing her hot lower body. At this time, Ma Yu had only a pair of black lace-trimmed little panties covering her crotch, that kind of dress that covered the last bit of shame, instead, it could stimulate a man's desire even more. Looking at this mature woman with dyed yellow hair, tall, and curvy, Zhao Desan seemed to see a foreign woman standing in front of him. That hot figure almost made him spray blood.

Seeing Zhao Desan staring straight at her body, Ma Yu smiled charmingly, walked up, wrapped her arms around Zhao Desan's neck, gently pushed him down on the bed, stared at Zhao Desan's somewhat straight eyes with fiery eyes, unbuttoned Zhao Desan's shirt button by button, untied his belt, pulled open the zipper, and left him in a disheveled state. She leaned down, while stroking Zhao Desan's strong abdominal muscles, buried her head in Zhao Desan's strong chest muscles, stretched out her slender and soft tongue, and touched Zhao Desan's chest like a dragonfly touching water. Suddenly, the strange, itchy feeling like an electric shock came from his chest, making Zhao Desan unable to help but let out a deep hum. He raised his two hands and grabbed Ma Yu's two big white rabbits and rubbed them.

Ma Yu's nimble fragrant tongue wandered along Zhao Desan's chest to his waist, until it was blocked by the edge of his underwear from continuing downward. She climbed onto the bed, turned her kneeling posture, turned around and sat on Zhao Desan's body, placed her crotch wrapped in lace-trimmed little panties on Zhao Desan's face, then climbed down, pulled Zhao Desan's trousers to his knees. When she saw Zhao Desan's big guy that had already stood up, she couldn't help but widen her eyes and let out an exclamation: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, yours is so big..."

Above Zhao Desan's eyes was the crotch of Ma Yu wrapped in little panties. That palm-sized bulging posture was very teasing. A few black, bright, and curly hairs stubbornly stretched out from the edge of the panties. Ma Yu's inner thigh skin was very fair. Under the light of the room, it was white and translucent, just like a newly peeled egg, making people drool. Zhao Desan, whose mind was confused by the aphrodisiac, had only one idea at this time, and that was to vent on the woman. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, with a silly evil smile on his face, raised his hand, gently pulled open the narrow strap of the little panties, and a gap between two pieces of spiritual meat as thick as clam meat appeared in Zhao Desan's eyes. What surprised him was that she was actually a white tiger. That place was white and clean, with only a few hairs, and the spiritual meat looked extremely tender, forming a sharp contrast with the fullness above her. Judging from Ma Yu's upper body, she was a mature woman in her thirties, but judging from the bottom, she was like a girl who hadn't fully developed. That place was really too tender, and a thin layer of dew was overflowing in the gap, looking so delicate, just like a flower bud after the rain. Zhao Desan felt that the thing between his legs jumped obviously. He couldn't help but raise his head, put his mouth up, stretched out his tongue tip and squeezed into the gap. The two pieces of thick clam meat seemed to have spirituality, and soon opened, allowing Zhao Desan's tongue to drive straight in and do whatever he wanted.

"Uh..." When Zhao Desan's tongue tip just touched the watery little stream, Ma Yu on his body let out a burst of unbearable groans, her fat buttocks trembled a few times, and then said panting, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, yours is so big, but I like it..."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Desan felt his big baby was completely wrapped by something, soft, hot, moving one by one, making his nerves already at the peak of excitement...

At this time, Fan Chengquan was sitting in his Mercedes-Benz parked outside Tianshui Hotel, smoking leisurely. After smoking two cigarettes, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch. Seeing that more than ten or twenty minutes had passed, he felt that under the effect of that strong aphrodisiac, Zhao Desan and Ma Yu should have started to do it in the hotel room, right? So, Fan Chengquan smiled cunningly, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed Yang Meixia's number.

As soon as the phone 'du' rang, the prompt 'sorry, the number you dialed is busy' came. Fan Chengquan knew that this was Yang Meixia not wanting to answer his call. He made a ruthless vow in his heart: Damn it! After tonight, I don't believe you will still be loyal to that stinky kid!

Fan Chengquan thought viciously while pressing the dial button again. This time, after the phone rang for a long time, it was answered. Before he could speak, Yang Meixia's angry voice came from inside: "I said are you sick! I don't want to answer your call, so don't call! If you call again, I'll put you on the blacklist! Sick!"

Fan Chengquan's mood was not affected by Yang Meixia's cold attitude towards him. He was happy instead of angry, smiled, and said, "Hehe, Meixia, don't be angry. I called you at this time because I have something important to tell you."

"I don't want to listen!" Yang Meixia didn't want to say a word to Fan Chengquan at all.

Fan Chengquan smiled 'hehe' and said before Yang Meixia hung up the phone, "It has something to do with that kid surnamed Liu, don't you want to listen either?"