Chapter 280 ~I don’t look like your wife~

• ~I don’t look like your wife~
• Ken grabbed the light-skinned lanky, hour glass lady on the waist and lifted her to his shoulder as he sucked into her portable breast that stood firmly as that of virgins. His fingers pressed into her round nicely caked buttocks and he pinned her to the wall afterwards just to gain balance and support.
• “What style do you want, client. I am a robot in bed,” the whore whispered, through a sweat-lit face and she often tossed her head just to wave off her hair that fell to her face so she could behold the impatience that grew upon the face of Ken.