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How could the general manager refuse to accept it? He quickly said, "No, no, it won't be good this way. Hurry up and apply it a few more times. Be good and listen..." Mrs. Wu was really obedient. She lifted up the penis again and asked, "Then... what should I do?" "Well," the general manager began to lower his head and kiss her cheeks and chin, "See where you feel the most itchy, and apply it there..." Mrs. Wu shook the general manager's penis and pressed it against the ant bite. The general manager had time, so he simply took her entire vagina in his hands and gently touched it up and down. So the scene was very interesting. Mrs. Wu sat on the overturned bucket with legs spread wide open, the general manager kneeled in front of her, the two of them hugged each other with almost no space, but one of their hands was missing, and they were both trembling faintly... Mrs. Wu might have remembered that the general manager wanted her to apply the saliva wherever it itched the most, or for some other reason, the penis in her hand deviated from the course and quietly moved to the base of her legs. Although it was very slow, it still reached the base, so soon after, the general manager felt the tip of his penis hit a piece of thin and soft cloth. He even doubted whether he heard a "slurp" sound, because he immediately felt a large amount of liquid oozing out of the cloth, making the tip of his penis extremely sticky. "Hurry up and take it back," the general manager said, "You peed, hurry up and apply it back..." Although he said so, his lower body kept hitting Mrs. Wu's honeypot, and Mrs. Wu naturally didn't want to take it back, and just answered randomly with "ah ah um um". The general manager put his penis outside the vagina, but one hand didn't move away, and touched the small protruding part of Mrs. Wu's vagina. Mrs. Wu couldn't help but shiver. The general manager pinched and rubbed it through the bottom of her panties. Mrs. Wu finally couldn't bear it anymore, her eyes rolled back, her water rushed straight, and she orgasmed once. "Um... um... um... um..." Mrs. Wu panted. "What's wrong with you?" the general manager asked. Mrs. Wu refused to answer his question, but just begged, "You... your hand... go away..." "Um... go away?" The general manager heard it and said, "Okay!" He really moved his hand away, but at the same time, his index finger and thumb pinched the bottom of Mrs. Wu's panties together. In other words, he had already torn her panties apart, and naturally, his glans would invade her crack, and her crack was so wet that the general manager didn't even need to use any force. With a light touch, he could open the petals and half bury the tip inside. "Oh..." Mrs. Wu rolled her eyes, but still pretended: "But... it's ok... I... my wound doesn't itch anymore..." "Really?" The general manager was very principled: "Let me check it out." The general manager confirmed it by pushing his butt forward. About one-third of the long penis was helplessly swallowed by Mrs. Wu's trap. The general manager pulled back and pushed forward again. This time, with a "sizzle", one-third more was inserted. "Oh... oh... good brother... ah... so deep... so deep... um..." Mrs. Wu raised her face and couldn't continue the show. "Uh oh..." The general manager also sighed: "Oh my God, you are so tight!" Since the masks have been taken off, the two of them don't have to pretend anymore. They kissed each other mouth to mouth, entwined their heads and necks, and prepared for close combat.
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