I Want More

When Mr. Zhao said that, he took off his watch and placed it on the bar. "Thank you, Gao."

Gao smiled and took it. "We are all friends here. No need to be so polite."

The beauty looked at Gao and immediately followed Zhao.

Half an hour after he took the beauty away, a waiter rushed to the side of Gao, shouting hurriedly, "Boss, Guo Xiaomei is in the locker room... She is dead..."

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In the magnificent five-star hotel, Mr. Zhao led the beauty into a room. As soon as they entered the door, he couldn't wait to pin the beauty against the wall, kissing her madly. The enthusiasm of Mr. Zhao was like fire, and he quickly tore the red sequined fishtail skirt apart.

The beauty was also quite eager, peeling off his clothes and getting more and more dizzy.

"Little slut!" Zhao laughed, took off his clothes, and reached out to grab the condom on the nightstand. "So eager. You need a man so bad?"