Who has this joke?

Beijing has a ventriloquism. In the guest house, in the northeast corner of the room, there is a big bed a few feet. On the big bed, a woman who speaks ventriloquism is lying down, wearing a bra, briefs, stockings and condoms. The male guest unbuttoned his pants. After a while, I heard that the bathroom was finished, and there was no movement. When the male guest came back from the bathroom, a woman whispered. The male guest grunted, then turned over and went to bed. The woman got up, too. The woman caresses the penis, the man cries, and the woman pats and blows. Seeing the hard stick stand up, the fighting spirit is high. When it is, women clap their cocks, their mouths blare, men cry their breasts, big beds creak, women groan, and everything is wonderful. The male guests on the bed couldn't help craning their necks, staring sideways, laughing obscenity and whispering, which made them feel wonderful. Before long, the man groaned, and the woman blew harder and harder. Suddenly I heard a strong jet and leaned out. The woman's mouth was full of it. The man is not feeling well, sitting slightly. Suddenly, a big man shouted, "Police!" The man was frightened, and so was the woman. Two people shout together. Oh, pol.ice shouted, two people shouted, outsiders shouted, the middle forces collapsed, pushed, shouted, and hundreds of people worked together; There were hundreds of cries for help, married with children's voice, looting and handcuffs. In this case, there should be some sounds, not the same. Although people have hundreds of hands and fingers, they can't point to one end; A man has a hundred mouths and a hundred tongues in his mouth. You can't name a place. So the male guest jumped out of bed, bravely stretched out his arms, fought two wars and wanted to go first. Suddenly, the woman gave a cry and the group rang. Look at this bed, a bra, briefs, stockings and a condom.