Chapter 591 Eating Tofu with Each Other

Since it's a massage, it's normal to press it on the chest. I pressed a more private place before. This time, when the playboy stretched out his hand to grab the little cutie on Sophie Marceau's chest, he naturally didn't think much about it. Of course, he had the intention to eat tofu.

Unexpectedly, Sophie Marceau stretched out her hand and slapped on his hand. She said very hard and scolded, "What are you doing?" He beat the playboy so hard that he couldn't laugh or cry. What he didn't know was that Sophie Marceau had just disturbed him, and he had been in a trance all the time. Suddenly, when he saw such a move, the woman's normal reaction appeared for a moment.

"Honey, you just want to hit me, you don't have to find such an excuse," the playboy deliberately pretended to be pitiful and bitter. "I'm serving you. You enjoy, I suffer, but you still want to bully me. I'm really a big loss."

Sophie Marceau suddenly said, but she was a woman. Although she enjoyed it in front of her eyes, the playboy also took a super advantage. She reached out and pinched her hand, gritted her teeth, and said hatefully, "I'm just telling you that you need to be honest and not deliberately bully me," her sophistry is sharp enough. "Like before, I will take your My hand is swollen.

After getting a bargain and buying a good boy, the playboy stopped talking. Although he had roughly understood what was going on, he closed his mouth and began to do his work diligently. At the beginning, he deliberately avoided the front, surrounded by the little cute.

Around, the beautiful woman's pretty face turned red again, and her red cherry lips opened slightly. She gasped with emotion. The playboy finally grabbed the little cutie with lightning speed, kneaded it slowly, and teased it a little, and the pink agate on the top quickly expanded.

Playboy really doesn't use any secret skills, but like the buttocks just now, it's all super **. How can Sophie Marceau resist his skillful massage? Although it is also very comfortable, it has a different feeling. That feeling makes the fire in her body burn, as if it was just now. It hasn't disappeared yet, and it's even more prosperous.

There is a delicate red on the face, and it can drip blood. The eyes are watery, rippling with spring. The pink lips are slightly open. The breath poured out is a little urgent and a little hot, but on the way, the playboy looks very focused. He doesn't always move on a pair of little cuties. He only occasionally holds it gently and kneaded it, and After rubbing it on the top a few times, the skill and degree of grasp are excellent, so that the great beauty seems to have no way to find faults.

She couldn't help it. She couldn't suppress the shy moan by biting her lips, and even the voice in her pretty nose was more seductive. Sophie Marceau suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed something in the playboy's trousers and moved actively.

Playboy is wearing a pair of big flower trousers, which is ultra-thin in summer. He is also a guy who is not used to wearing underwear. When he grabbed the buttocks of the beauty with both hands and began to kill chickens, he was very impulsive. Naturally, Sophie Marceau had long seen the boss propped up like a cannon.

But that's the man's normal reaction. The beauty naturally didn't see it at first, but in front of her eyes, she was about to take the initiative to eat the playboy. In order to save herself, at least she had to let this bastard start first, and she used the last move. Her slender hand was like a snake in the oversized leg of the flower trousers. He grabbed the ferocious big guy.

"Well, I should be satisfied with this reward!" When Sophie Maso saw that the playboy's hand was stagnant, she giggled proudly and deliberately gave him a charming eye. Moreover, in her current situation, her eyes were watery, which increased the lethality of this charming eye a lot. "I think you are more excited than me. Do you want me to give it to you..." She stopped, but it was very tempting. Lick your lips, that's what fools all know.

The playboy saw that the girl was like this. He took it as soon as he saw it was good. There was a good show later. He joked, "You should be taking the initiative to hint something. If I do something, don't blame me."

Sophie Marceau deliberately teased him. Her hands were tight, and she moved so ecstatically again. She bit her lips and laughed, "What about the initiative? I've said, whether I'm active or passive, you must keep your promise."

The playboy "lost" and honestly gave up a pair of little cuties with a bitter face. In fact, he was very happy and shrugged his shoulders. It was a pity. "Well, I had a unique skill to show to let you experience the feeling of heaven, but now, I can only give up..."

Naturally, he has that kind of means, but he is relatively unscrupulous. "Don't blame me for this. I'm afraid that if you take the initiative to rush up later, you will blame me at that time, and then I will lose a lot."

This guy wanted ** Sophie Maso, but Sophie Maso was not fooled at all. Finally, she pinched him. She said that a woman was always embarrassed to catch the key point of a man. Even if she let go and was ready to let him bully him, she couldn't lose if he didn't surrender first. She giggled and snorted. I'm very satisfied. Unlike you, a greedy bastard, I just want to think about crooked ideas.

The massage continued, and the playboy did his duty. Sophie Marceau enjoyed the current atmosphere very much. The ambiguous flow and the fire spread. She watched the playboy's hand move down. It was really the most important level. She could stop, but she didn't want to. She wanted to play with him.

"To be honest, are the women you working with really your lovers?" Sophie Marceau felt that she couldn't lose herself. Thinking about the playboy's means, she must not be able to resist it later, so she began to find a topic to divert her attention. "It won't be like this every time, so you are too It's lame!"

"What does it mean now? It doesn't seem like anything has happened now." The playboy was thick-skinned, and his hand had slipped a little to the lower abdomen of the beauty. He felt that the muscles of the beauty had tightened a little. "I want to affirm that I came to give you the best physical care because I watched you work hard as a conscientious boss."

"I'm serious with you, don't change the topic!" With the action of the playboy, the beauty felt that her body really began to melt, and the feeling of shame became more and more obvious. However, she simply couldn't bear it and let out the most charming charm, not afraid that she could not reach him.

"I don't have that much charm!" The playboy shook his head with a smile, looked at Sophie Marceau's charming whiteness, and raised his eyebrows. "Really, for example, Catherine Zeta Jones, who is talking about it outside, she is innocent with me," he thought for a while and added, "At least it is now."

"Is it now?" Sophie Marceau giggled, "Well, although I don't understand what this means, I still suspect that they took pictures of you living at Catherine's house and the two of them kissing intimately."

It's hard for the playboy to say that agreement, so he can only shrug his shoulders. "Believe it or not, that's the truth. She and I really don't have anything to do with me. As for those entertainment virtues, I think you know better than I do."

"Well, then, you mean that's the others." Sophie Marceau chased after him, as if to use the name of a playboy to stimulate herself not sinking. "Then you are also playful enough,"

"What, what do the rest of you mean?" Playboy began to complain about injustice, but this time it was true. "I've only made a few plays in total. Also, I just told you about the KING series, and the rest are not included. Don't plant them for me casually."

Sophie Maso snorted and didn't believe it. She stared at the playboy's eyes without blinking. After a long time, she wondered, "Are you really so honest?" He curled his lips again and said, "So you say, isn't Jennifer Aniston?"

Playboy rolled his eyes and muttered aggrievedly, "That's just one, but it's not about making a movie. We've known each other for a long time, and the relationship was already very good at that time."

"Then you are still a playboy!" Sophie Marceau made a firm conclusion, but even she herself felt that in this era, the playboy was very honest in this circle. At least he didn't go to those messy nightclubs. It was a good proof that he didn't go today.

He is still very careful and considerate. He is very good to every woman. Of course, he is still very young. He is extremely handsome and elegant. He is also talented. Money and power are super. Sophie Marceau, who thinks so, looking at the playboy in front of her, is suddenly a little intoxicated, but at this time, she feels Under his massage of her delicate body, an uncontrollable wave of love was accumulating, and she could even feel that it was about to explode.

"Ah..., stop!" Sophie Marceau pulled back from the cliff at a critical moment and suddenly got up reluctantly. He supported the playboy's lap weakly and patted his hand away. "I think that's enough. I don't need you to massage me anymore."

The playboy pretended to be confused and asked, "What's the matter, Sophie, it's still a little bit, so that your legs may be a little sour tomorrow." Sophie Marceau hated it so much in his heart. The bad guy was really a tormenting bastard. He had seen, touched and even played with her body, but he was still pretending to be confused. He also wanted her to convince him.

Maybe he shouldn't have limited him at the beginning, so he may not have been able to help it for a long time. However, the pride in the beauty's heart was also overflowing. She was limited at the beginning. How could she admit defeat now, gritted her teeth, pointed to the door, and looked firm, "Okay, honey, I'm tired. I want to go to bed first...! "

The playboy looked at Sophie Marceau for about a minute. He didn't know what he was thinking or what he was struggling with. In the end, he nodded and was a little depressed. "Okay, then have a good rest. I'll go first."

After saying that, I climbed out of bed and went out of the door listless!

(to be continued)