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Mrs. Wu looked in the direction she was looking. Sure enough, there was another cement pillar not far away that was exactly the same, but there was only weeds growing between it and the pillar. She frowned. The general manager had already kicked the weeds and walked over. She quickly grabbed the bucket and followed him. After a few steps, the grass was knee-high and later shoulder-high. She cautiously picked up the grass and moved forward step by step. The grass was shorter near the cement pillar, so she quickly half-jumped over. The general manager turned the faucet, and the sound of water came out. This time there was water. "Ah..." Mrs. Wu suddenly exclaimed. "What happened?" The general manager turned her head over. Mrs. Wu bent over, raised her right knee, and slapped her inner thigh with her left palm. When she let go, she saw a blood-red big-headed ant biting the inner thigh. Her fair and delicate skin immediately became red and swollen. Mrs. Wu felt pain and itchiness and could hardly stand. The general manager quickly turned off the faucet, turned over the bucket and asked her to sit down. He squatted in front of her to help her check the bite. Mrs. Wu pressed her thigh tightly, her face was bitter, the general manager enthusiastically grabbed her hand, hmm, soft and tender, the general manager was moved for a moment, swallowed his saliva and said: "Take your hand away, let me take a look." Mrs. Wu's hand was held by the general manager, and she had to take it away. The general manager looked at the red and swollen small bump and gently picked it with his fingers. "Hmm... Hmm..." Mrs. Wu frowned. "Does it hurt?" The general manager looked at her thigh very attentively. "Hmm!" Mrs. Wu said: "It hurts... and it itches..." "Let me help you rub it." Without waiting for Mrs. Wu to express his opinion, he used his thumb and index finger to rub and pinch the lump. Mrs. Wu felt comfortable and sad at the same time, and couldn't help humming softly. The general manager felt strange when he heard the sweet voice of Mrs. Wu. Mrs. Wu moaned "Hmm, Hmm, Oh", and the general manager was so close to her. The fragrance of her mature woman came to his nose. Suddenly, a hot current ignited in his lower abdomen and surged up to his heart. His heart was beating fast and rushed down to his groin. His penis couldn't hold it back and became hard. He continued to press and pinch her red and swollen nipples, and then squeezed out a small drop of transparent liquid from the top. "Oh, oh, oh..." Mrs. Wu cried out in pain and grabbed the general manager's shoulders with both hands. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The general manager apologized when he saw that he hurt her. He changed his method and used his index and middle fingers to gently touch the lump. Mrs. Wu really felt much better. The skin here is well-maintained, thin and smooth. Mrs. Wu sat on the bucket without paying attention to her elegant appearance because the incident happened suddenly. Her two legs were spread wide. Although she pressed down the hem of her skirt to keep it secret, the position of the damn ant sting was very high. The place where the general manager touched was actually very close to the military fortress. The general manager lowered his head, and his forehead was sweating. While touching with his right hand, he secretly flattened his palm and spread his little finger to increase the contact area between his finger and Mrs. Wu's leg meat. It was soft and white. God, how could this woman have such a good texture? His little finger tip secretly stretched into the skirt. The more he walked, the more he felt some stuffy and hot air. He was probably on the verge of death. He accidentally pressed the tip of his little finger against a piece of soft and elastic land. The general manager was shocked. Oops, she must be angry.
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