Chapter 5403

Dizzily seeing the big characters flashing upstairs, Zhao Desan struggled to take out his phone and called Wang Ping. Hearing Zhao Desan speaking incoherently on the phone, Wang Ping immediately realized he was drunk. As soon as she came out of the gate, Wang Ping saw Zhao Desan's car parked at the entrance of the leisure center, so she quickly stepped forward, only to see Zhao Desan panting on the steering wheel with a flushed face.

"Yo, District Head Zhao, what's wrong with you? Drunk?" Wang Ping quickly opened the car door and grabbed Zhao Desan's arm to shake him. Wearing a professional suit, she bent down slightly, and with the movement of her hands, the two perky and full soft mounds on her chest swayed slightly.

"Wang Jie? Why am I so damn unlucky?" Zhao Desan looked at Wang Ping standing beside him with drunk eyes and mocked himself with a depressed face.

Wang Ping could see he was drunk and talking nonsense. While struggling to pull him out of the car, she said: "Why are you so drunk? Let's go in first!"

"That, Xiao Wang, come and help me!" Being a small woman after all, Wang Ping used all her strength to pull Zhao Desan out of the car, but his height of over 1.8 meters was swaying and couldn't be supported, so she quickly shouted to the doorman at the entrance.

The young and beautiful female doorman ran up immediately, and she and Wang Ping supported Zhao Desan's tall body, which was swaying, and walked into the Sanxiao Leisure Center. The two used all their strength to put Zhao Desan on the bed in a guest room. Tired, Wang Ping put her hands on her hips and panted, ordering the female doorman: "Go and pour a glass of boiling water quickly. District Head Zhao is drunk."

"I'm not drunk, come again, come again!" Zhao Desan lay on the bed, his limbs moving randomly. In his vision, Wang Ping, who was wearing a professional suit, was a bit blurry, but the perky and curvy figure still made the half-drunk and half-awake Zhao Desan immediately have a strong need.

"You're not drunk yet? I've never seen you like this!" Wang Ping rolled her eyes at him, took a glass of hot water from the female doorman, and then greeted the female doorman to go busy first. She sat on the edge of the bed with a glass of hot water, supported Zhao Desan's head with one hand, fed him a few sips of hot water with the other, then carefully laid him flat on the bed, bent down to put the remaining half glass of hot water on the bedside table, and pulled the quilt to cover him. Just when she bent down to tuck the quilt in,

Zhao Desan, who was panting heavily, looked at Wang Ping's charming face above him, looking at the perky and full two meat buns wrapped in the professional suit swaying in front of him. Such a fragrant scene suddenly stimulated him greatly. Having suffered three blows from women in a row, he was extremely eager to release the "anger" in his heart on a woman at this time. A heat flow began to surge in his blood vessels. With a hot head, he hugged Wang Ping, who was hanging above his body, into his arms. The fragrance of the mature woman completely awakened his young and vigorous anger. His two big hands then unceremoniously grabbed the two full mounds on Wang Ping's chest and kneaded them. Although separated by thick clothes, the softness and elasticity of the mature woman still brought him great encouragement.

And Wang Ping clearly didn't expect that this kid would still think about these things even when he was so drunk. She was stunned for a moment, a strong male aura came from her nostrils, and she was being kneaded by his two big hands on her sensitive chest. She was a woman in her thirties after all. Being suddenly touched like this, she quickly felt the two little strawberries on her chest had excited and stood up. Perhaps because she also liked this little man in her heart, the emptiness and desire of a woman were also ignited at once. She couldn't help but raise her hands and hang them on Zhao Desan's neck, and a red, tender little mouth couldn't help but lean towards Zhao Desan's mouth, which was panting with strong alcohol.

The gentle friction of their tender lips made Zhao Desan feel a wonderful, soft, and numb sensation. Perhaps infected by the enthusiasm of this charming woman, Zhao Desan immediately began to respond fiercely, sticking his tongue into those two tender lips. The two tongues intertwined and began to kiss passionately, and the sound of 'zhi zhi' followed in the room.

"Uh..." Wang Ping clearly felt that her abdomen was being pressed by something hard and thick. The fiery feeling made her couldn't help but move her mouth away and pant for a long time. Her whole body was already lying softly on Zhao Desan's body. A series of electric-like feelings came from her chest, which was being kneaded by Zhao Desan, making her tongue tip stir with Zhao Desan's tongue uncontrollably. At the same time, unable to bear the emptiness ignited, she actually took the initiative to reach out a jade hand to grab Zhao Desan's thick fire cannon.

At this time, Zhao Desan's drunkenness had faded a lot due to the stimulation. Feeling a sudden tightness below, he looked down subconsciously and found that his "thing" had been grabbed by the landlady lying on his body, and she was playing with it through his pants. That feeling was really great.

Being played with by Wang Ping, who was fond of his bulging root, Zhao Desan also unhesitatingly continued to attack the big white rabbits on her chest. The two little strawberries on the big bulge were gently flicked by Zhao Desan's fingers. That strong numb feeling made Wang Ping unable to control herself. A flush rose on her face, and her charming big eyes were even more blurred to the extreme. Her whole face presented an unprecedented charm. Unable to control herself, she unbuckled Zhao Desan's belt, pulled open the zipper, and almost with trembling hands released Zhao Desan's "furious" treasure from inside. The fire cannon with bulging blood vessels suddenly popped out like a spring, and the hot feel completely ignited her.

With the treasure under her body being played with by Wang Ping, Zhao Desan breathed a sigh of relief and naturally didn't want to be outdone, reaching his hand into her collar and stimulating the two full white rabbits as much as possible. Unknowingly, the clothes on the two of them had disappeared, and they lay naked on the bed, stacked together.

Zhao Desan, who was more than half sober, pressed the woman who was completely moved under his body, one ghost-like big hand constantly stroking the black grass at Wang Ping's crotch, and the other hand kneading the two round and perky pink buttocks behind her. The woman, who was already immersed in love and desire, moved her body slightly with the stimulation of Zhao Desan's hands, letting out a series of intoxicating moans from the depths of her throat. The two big white rabbits on her chest were even more excited and stood up completely, and even crystal dew had seeped out from the grass at the center of her legs.

"Wang Jie, I want you..." Zhao Desan looked at the woman under him who was full of desire, while using his fingertips to stimulate the sensitive little red bean at the center of her legs, and leaned down to gently scrape the pink little strawberry with his teeth.

"Hmm... uncomfortable... Comrade Xiao Zhao... come in..." Wang Ping had already entered a state of excitement completely, her whole body was like thousands of ants crawling on it, there was no place that wasn't itchy. Her body, which was dazzlingly white under the light, twisted slightly, and her two legs curled up slightly, rubbing against Zhao Desan's waist, waiting for him to quench her thirst.

"Ah..." Following Wang Ping's coquettish cry, Zhao Desan immediately couldn't wait to stab his gun in. Thus, the two soon became one on the bed, starting a journey of love and water-milk blending.

Although Wang Ping was a woman in her thirties and had been married, it was surprising that her first time was developed by Zhao Desan. Her flower lips were still tight like a young girl's, the lips were thick, and the inside was warm and smooth. This feeling was an unprecedented stimulation for Zhao Desan. With his continuous bombing, she let out her voice to her heart's content in wave after wave of happiness. At first, she suppressed it, but as the feeling became stronger, she shouted without any scruples. Hearing her "um um ah ah" shouts, Zhao Desan quickly covered her mouth. After all, this was in a room at the Sanxiao Leisure Center. If heard by people outside, it would also cause a bad impact on her image.

After carrying out the traditional posture for more than twenty minutes, Wang Ping's eyebrows were tightly locked, and she looked at Zhao Desan with blurred eyes, panting: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, behind... behind..."

Zhao Desan was shocked, naturally he couldn't ask for more. He climbed off her body, and she took the initiative to kneel on the bed, raising her round and plump buttocks high. The two petals in the butt crack were already shining with moist water, and the door was wide open, waiting for his entry. He rushed in almost in one go, and suddenly felt the whole steel gun being sucked in. He reached around her armpits from behind, held her two beauties with both hands while kneading, and exerted force with his waist. The big guy topped the deepest part of the flower stamen one by one, making the woman under him tremble one after another, and the honey juice sprayed out directly from where the two touched, wetting a large part of the bed sheet.

The piston movement consumes a lot of physical strength. Under Zhao Desan's fierce attack, his whole body was sweating. With his shaking, the sweat dripping from his chin dripped onto her smooth jade back one by one. That fresh and stimulating feeling made Zhao Desan almost crazy. The two people who were fully devoted didn't care about anything, they just wanted to be cool!

Wang Ping under him felt the bursts of pleasure brought by Zhao Desan's power, her whole body trembling slightly, and she couldn't help but lean back to meet the soft and elastic beautiful buttocks. The collision of their bodies made a crisp 'pa pa pa' sound, echoing in the room, playing a wonderful love music.

With Zhao Desan's mechanical movement, that thing finally brought a numb feeling. He realized he couldn't hold on anymore, so he just had to be cool! Thus, he accelerated the strength and rhythm of the bombing. That strong happiness made Wang Ping's whole body muscles excited, and she knelt there, twitching up and down, shouting 'um um ah ah' in her mouth.

"Ouch!" After one of Zhao Desan's fierce impacts, he suddenly cried out in pain, and the rhythm of the bombing stopped.

(Chapter 2939: Come In)!