I don't know where and when to start. Let's start with the time when I went to karaoke to sing after having a good meal with a client.
That afternoon, I signed a contract with three clients, and to celebrate, we had dinner and sang together.
In the evening, we drove to a karaoke and continued to order wine, ladies, and singing. After serving the three clients, I recommended a lady to each of them according to their preferences.
They started touching the ladies' breasts, drinking beer in their hands, and singing the love songs on the screen!
I drank a lot of wine today, so I was unable to ask the ladies for fun. I was already very tired of this project.
The room was filled with the running songs, the intermittent calls of the ladies, and the laughter of the clients. I listened and watched, and my eyes began to fight.
I found it incredible that I could feel sleepy in this environment. I can't fall asleep like this, otherwise the client will think I am not sincere.
I call the waiter and open the screen. I plan to choose a lady myself.
The cock of the client next to me has been held in the hand of the lady and started to be served with her mouth. I flipped through several pages without feeling anything. On the last page, a photo of a lady attracted me. She looked too much like the girl I had a crush on in junior high school, but not her. Anyway, I chose her!
The waiter reminded me that this lady was a little old, almost 30 years old.
I waved my hand and said, "I want the feeling, age is not a problem, I want this Rebecca"
After a while, the lady came. I didn't expect the real person to look more like the crush I had, But she was taller than my crush and had a better figure.
Rebecca sat down next to me, and her right hand naturally rested on my thigh.
"Brother, what song do you want to sing? I'll sing it."
I looked at the guests around me and they all started fighting with the ladies in the small partitions. There was only the sound of pure bliss without singing in the hall.
"No need, I'll sing whatever you like, I'll sing with you," I said while hugging her shoulders.
"Okay." Rebecca moved my hand off her shoulder with her hand, stood up, and ordered a song "Prayer".
The music started, Rebecca bent down, took my hand pulled me up, and handed me a microphone. After the prelude, since I didn't sing along, Rebecca saw this and started singing first, "Let us ring the bell of hope.
How many prayers are in our hearts?
Let everyone not see failure.
Let success always be there..."
I didn't expect Rebecca's singing to be so attractive. I couldn't help but start to look carefully at the woman next to me. Under the light, in the singing, in this small space full of desire, I felt a trace of temperament in it.
Long hair, big eyes, oval face, plump breasts, tight waistline, and huge buttocks compared to it twisted gently with the rhythm of the music.
The girl who was not beautiful but still attracted me in junior high school naturally emerged in my mind.
"It's your turn to sing, why are you looking at me like this? Have you never seen a woman?" Rebecca pushed me with her hand, waking me up from my thoughts.
"I'm sorry," I said casually.
Rebecca looked at me with her eyes wide open. Perhaps here customers don't apologize to the ladies.
"That girl's butt is so big, and that little thing is so tight that it makes me feel so comfortable." My client pulled a lady with half of her breasts exposed out of the small partition. When passing by Rebecca, he patted my shoulder and said.
I nodded and smiled. Soon, the other two came out from other partitions. One of the ladies exposed her lower body and her butt was visible!