Carlos leaned against the wall with a cigarette in his hand, and to his right stood Venezuelan Pedro Bocarnirola.

"Mr. Reze, is that good?" Pedro glanced at the presidential suite with some unease, just ten minutes before their boss, Jerry, had been put in by two heirs of the Hilton family. And when this happened, the two bodyguards completely saw the matter. Pedro was intent on stopping Paris Hilton and Nikki Hilton's moves, but was stopped by Carlos.

Can you really let the boss be taken away by these two women and then taken into the presidential suite?

Pedro Bocarnerola, although old-fashioned, also knows what exactly will happen when these two bring their boss in.

It's just that, Carlos said, there will be no problem.

Carlos is very clear, they are just two women, they are not terrorists, and there will be no danger for the boss to be with them.

Of course, Carlos wouldn't say, he could see exactly what was going on with their boss, Jerry.

He didn't say it, Pedro guessed it too.

Carlos is very aware of Jerry's ability, and he even secretly compared, and the result of the comparison is that his boss's ability in a certain field is actually comparable to him, an A-V actor. And once such a character is drugged, then the result, the result will not be beyond the control of this person.

CARLOS YIN REMEMBERS HIS FIANCÉE, AI IIJIMA, WHO IS FAR AWAY IN JAPAN. In the days without his own moisture, I don't know how Ai-chan will fall asleep!

As for what happens inside the presidential suite, that's not what Carlos should be concerned about.

He knows very well that it is not the boss who suffers. On the contrary, he was more wary of the two girls who looked very much like Barbie dolls.

It's just two, it seems that they are still underage, really, can they really withstand the destruction of the drugged boss?

The answer is obvious.

"Ms. Nanako said to keep the boss safe at all times."

"Do you have to keep an eye on him when he sleeps with someone?"

"But the current situation is that the boss is not voluntary."

"What does it matter if it's voluntary or not. Even if it's not these two women now, there will be other women. ”

"But. Is that really good? ”

"Pedro, with what you know about medicine, you should know very well what the boss is doing now, right? If you take the boss out of the arms of these two women, you tell me. Where are you going to find another person to vent your anger with? Miss Natalie Portman and Miss Jessica Alba are now available in the United States. ”

Pedro really has nothing to say, the drugged boss. In addition to venting this energy. There is no other solution. As Mr. Carlos said, if it weren't for these two Hilton women, who else, who else would bear the boss's firepower.

With these two women, Pedro remembered the slightly thin bodies of the Hilton sisters.

Perhaps, he should be worried. Not the boss.

Inside the Presidential Suite.

No matter how hoarse Paris Hilton and Nikki Hilton were, they couldn't stop the huge firepower of a piledriver like a full-clockwork piledriver, and the result of their willfulness was that the two of them were in this night. Directly played bad.

Yes, completely broken.

In the presidential suite, there are traces of copulation everywhere.

From the master bedroom to the hall, to the bathroom, to the balcony, to the kitchen, to the guest room, to the carpet, the sofa, and even the doors and windows, there are traces that can be seen at a glance.

The scene of spraying everywhere and the smell of YIN dang in the air is that when a person enters this kind of scene, he can't help but blush.

Yes, it will be like that.

How much power does it take to leave a shocking mark in such a large presidential suite?

The blanket that lay on the floor was almost wet from the doorway to the bedroom.

And the large bed in the master bedroom is completely soaked.

Not only that, but the sticky liquid dripped all the way from the master bedroom to the guest room, and then from the guest room to the bathroom.

The toilet is full of speckles, and the inflatable mattress next to the bathtub leaves puddles of liquid that never dries up.

Our main character, Jerry Rothscher.

Man, he managed to get the chance to sleep with Jessica Alba and Natalie Portman, and he won't let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Yes, in every man's heart, there is a harem dream, and a man like Jerry Rothschel has no shortage of such harem dreams.

It's been a long time since Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera's three-p's affair, and Jerry hasn't tried the Double Fly experience again. This time, this time he finally got his wish.

At least, at least in his vision, what he saw was the charming Natalie Portman and the obedient Jessica Alba.

So, Jerry drove straight at full power, even though Nikki Hilton and Paris Hilton pushed his body, yelled no, roared enough, clamped his ass and forbade him to move again, Jerry still pressed hard regardless of it, from top to bottom, from left to right, from front to back, from missionary to old tree roots, from air volleys to okay, this is not football, but it is more physically demanding than football.

Isn't that kind of exercise, which requires tremendous waist strength, holding Paris and throwing her Barbie-like body in the air more physically demanding than football?

Absolutely, at least in my opinion.

The Hilton sisters eventually rolled their eyes and passed out.

The whole lower half of his body was swollen.

Don't play like this, really, don't play like this.

The time, from the end of the banquet, lasted until the next morning.

Jerry, who is as crazy as a primitive man, has left traces of his presence everywhere on the Hilton sisters.

If Jerry was only driven by drugs at the beginning, and involuntarily went berserk, when he gradually woke up and saw that it was the Hilton sisters who fell under him, there was a kind of rage called venting anger in his consciousness.

Oh~ Yes, that's right!

Against all odds, he still became a stamp in the stamp album of female philatelic collectors.

Moreover, such a despicable and shameless method was used.

This is simply unacceptable to him.

In this mood, Jerry completely ignored the Hilton sisters who were already swollen in their lower bodies, and hugged the Hilton sisters who had passed out in a coma, and came several times. Of course, those few shots are about the uncontrolled orgasms of the Hilton sisters!

Don't you want me to be a stamp?

Didn't you want to drag me to the bed?

Didn't you want to XX me?

Isn't it murder all the time to this day?

Well, today, you did it.

This is an added bonus for you.

Extra.

You're welcome.

The Hilton sisters, who had passed out in a coma, ended up pumping almost uncontrollably, and the tendons were constantly losing their body fluids.

And our protagonist ended up being so tired that he fell directly on the carpet and fell asleep.

When Jerry opened the door to the presidential suite and walked out, it was already noon the next day, and Pedro Bocanello and Carlos were still squatting at the door of the president's visit with cigarettes in their mouths.

"How's it going, boss?" Carlos flatteringly handed over a cigarette, believing that the boss needed this very much at this time.

Jerry didn't refuse, and took the cigarette handed over by Carlos, he was really in a bad mood, "You know this happened, why didn't you rush in and bring me out earlier?" ”

Pedro pulled out his lighter and lit Jerry's cigarette.

"Holding it hurts more than releasing it." Carlos spat out a smoke ring and smiled, "Boss, those two girls are actually pretty good-looking." You don't need me to comfort you now, do you?"

Looking at Jerry's appearance, you know that his exercise time will not be too short.

"Fuck off!" Jerry laughed and cursed, but choked on the cigarette and coughed, which was the first cigarette he had smoked since he was reborn. But looking back at Paris Hilton, who was still smoking uncontrollably and slightly, Jerry took another puff of cigarette, Carlos was right, if the Hilton sisters weren't philatelic girls, he wouldn't mind having a few friendly games with them at any time.

Of course, it's just a friendly match!

Jerry pulled the door, his legs were still a little trembling, Carlos couldn't help but smile again, and then flicked his fingers, and the cigarette butt that had been extinguished in his hand flew out, he reached out and grabbed Jerry's arm, "Boss, you should now experience the mood of locking me up in Yihe Entertainment back then, right?" ”

At that time, Carlos was unwilling, so he anesthetized himself with alcohol all day long, and was finally locked up by Jerry directly in Yihe Entertainment. The reason why he has now become the pillar of Yihe Entertainment, the A-V actor nicknamed Faceless, also started at that time. At that time, Carlos had to endure the torture of alcohol addiction, and at the same time, he still continued to passively work with A-V actresses. You must know that Carlos is now the most powerful 100-person actor in the Japanese A-V industry. To be precise, it should be a passive 100 people slash! While doing this, Carlos was still firmly tied to the table!

"You didn't mean to let the Hilton sisters take me away, did you?" Jerry flicked the cigarette butt off his hand, and his other hand was grabbed by Pedro.

He's really a bit of a bit of a void now.

Carlos smiled and didn't speak.

It was only three days after the Hilton sisters' ridiculous move that the sisters barely recovered from their slumber.

At this moment, Jerry had already boarded a flight to Japan.

Now, a lot of things are still waiting for him! (To be continued......)