"You just came back from abroad." The woman took out a fruit knife and started to peel the apple leisurely.

"Yes, Sister Linda"

Linda put down the apple in her hand, walked to the wine cabinet behind her, got a glass of red wine for Johnson, and pushed it to Johnson's table.

"Sister Linda, you're welcome. I'm just here to report to you. I...can I go to work now?"

Johnson felt a little guilty. He was a waiter who only served short plates. Linda's over-enthusiasm made him uncomfortable.

Linda twitched her delicate nose, a little unnaturally. She walked slowly to Johnson's sofa and sat down next to him. A refreshing aroma came over, and Johnson suddenly felt intoxicated.

Chanel Modern - Coco, charming lychee fruit fragrance, harmonizing with the main fragrance of elegant rose buds and Italian jasmine, a beautiful combination of vast and mysterious oriental sentiment and exquisite and elegant western culture, mixed with mature women's body fragrance, Johnson feels that

Dry tongue!

"Xiao Zhuang...Actually...Actually, my sister wants you to do me a favor." When she said this, Linda touched Johnson gently intentionally or unintentionally, and the two soft balls squeezed from time to time, and she heard her elbows and shoulders.

.

"What... what are you busy with?" Johnson began to wonder. Wasn't he talking about being a waiter? Could it be that he had other unexplored job potentials?

When facing Linda, Johnson completely lost his usual frivolity and tact. It turned out that he was so vulnerable. Johnson secretly despised himself.

"Sister Linda, tell me, if I can help, I will definitely help." Johnson calmed down and tried to keep his tone as steady as possible.

A bright smile immediately appeared on Linda's face. She pursed her red cherry lips, leaned close to Johnson's ear and said thoughtfully: "Xiao Zhuang, I'll just tell you, how many guests came today?"

, they are all VIP customers of our store, you also know me

We have leisure massage. They only want male masseurs. You see, today is the weekend again and there are not enough manpower. No, as soon as I saw your real physique, you meet the requirements. I thought... I just wanted you to give it a try. Of course, the reward is

It’s definitely indispensable.”

Johnson finally understood. Linda then asked him to pretend to be a male masseur and give massages to those coquettish ladies.

He suddenly hesitated, would there be any pornographic services here? Although Johnson liked women very much, he had not yet reached the stage of becoming a cowherd.

Linda seemed a little anxious when she saw Johnson's hesitation: "Xiao Zhuang, are you worried that you don't know how to massage? It doesn't matter. Those women don't know anything in bed. You just need to rub, pinch and press on their backs."

Just press it, no need to be professional.”

"Sister Linda, I...I'll think about it." SC Johnson was still worried.

It's not that Johnson doesn't know how to massage at all. He also learned a superb massage technique during training at the base, but it was a therapeutic and recovery massage when the injured were rescuing themselves. In the past, he was massaging his brothers who had been through life and death. Today, this superb skill actually requires

Serving a bunch of sexy women as members of the opposite sex, SC Johnson is completely miserable...

He couldn't let go of his children, but he couldn't trap the wolf; he couldn't let go of his wife, but he couldn't catch the gangsters. Johnson was completely willing to give up, and for the sake of his great ideal, he made a resolute decision.

"Sister Linda, let me try it."

"Really? That's great. I'll make arrangements right away." Linda was obviously overjoyed.

Walking with Linda in the long corridor intertwined with lights and darkness, Johnson's heart beat faster every step he took, not because of the danger, but because of Linda's plump and curvy buttocks and slender and soft legs. Why do women have legs?

Why do you want to grow so long? What do you want to do if you grow so long?

This figure is absolutely delicious, tsk tsk tsk... hehe... hee hee... SC Johnson couldn't help but smile at Linda's bumpy S-shaped figure.

What the hell, what happened? He became so worthless. It was harder than killing someone. Johnson felt like he was suffering.

The corridor is very long, and the floor is covered with thick carpets, which are soft when stepped on and make no sound. This highlights the intense sexual intercourse between men and women in the room, especially the moaning of the woman, which is "baby, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah".

How the hell could he make such a big noise and use such a method? SC Johnson couldn't understand it.

After turning a corner and arriving at the door of a luxury box, Linda stopped. A girl who looked like a waiter handed SC Johnson a basin filled with water, a clean towel, and a bottle of female-specific skin care products.

A basket of souvenirs. Johnson took it and wanted to go in, but Linda held him back.

"What are you going to do? Take off your clothes first." Linda looked helpless.

"What! Do you need to take off your clothes for a massage?" Johnson looked surprised.

"Take it off, yes, take off your pants too, just wear underwear." Linda seemed to be used to this, with a matter-of-fact tone.

Johnson hesitated when he took off his pants, "Sister Linda, is this necessary?"

"Pfft" Linda was immediately amused by Johnson, "My silly brother, the masseur can only wear underwear, this is the rule"

Johnson's forehead was covered with fine sweat and his expression was extremely unnatural. Is this a prostitution or a massage? His mind was filled with unhealthy images.

"Is this...is this okay?" When Johnson took off his pants, he put his hands between his legs.

An extremely sexy male body was perfectly displayed in front of Linda.

The sharp-edged muscles are like knives, with bulging lumps. The healthy and powerful abdominal muscles are exposed, appearing and disappearing between breaths. The thick arms and bulging pectoralis major muscles tease the woman's heartstrings. Linda is secretly quenching them.

How could I become a nymphomaniac after being lonely for so many years?

When SC Johnson walked into the box with his legs crossed, Linda secretly felt sorry for him. Such a good young man had to be ruined by a few coquettish women. Hey, it was all caused by sinful money.

There is no way, this is reality...

The box was obviously much larger than the box outside, about fifty square meters. The dim and soft lighting made the whole room look hazy and ambiguous. The fragrance was mixed with the fragrance of women's bodies, which had a great aphrodisiac effect.

In the center of the room is a large massage bed. What comes into view is the snow-white body of a mature and beautiful woman whose blood vessels swell. The beautiful woman is lying lazily on her back, with a small white towel effectively covering her.

The small area of ​​​​the buttocks, the white, tender and plump buttocks are as high as snow-capped mountains, and the breasts are pressed into a pancake shape...

Johnson's mouth was dry and he came to the massage table tremblingly, not knowing where to start.

"It's time to start, the whole set..." The beautiful woman's voice was still lazy.

SC Johnson closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and concentrated on collecting the massage information in his brain. He closed his eyes and pressed his hand mechanically, and what he felt was a warm and smooth patch...
Chapter completed!