Who has this joke?

There is a woman who is good at verbal skills in Beijing. In the guest hotel, a large bed of several feet is placed in the northeast corner of the room. The ventriloquist girl lies on the large bed with only a bra, a pair of briefs, a pair of socks, and a condom. Men unbutton their pants. After a while, I heard that after bathing in the bathroom, the whole room was silent and there was no noise. I heard from afar that the male guest was coming back from the bathroom, and there was a woman yowling softly. The male guest babbled, then turned over and went to bed. The woman also got up. The woman strokes the cock, the man cries with milk in his mouth, and the woman pats and blows on it. Seeing a hard stick standing upright, the fighting spirit is high. At this time, the sounds of the woman slapping the cock, moaning from the mouth, the man licking his breasts and crying, the bed squeaking, and the woman moaning, all came out at once, all wonderful. The male guests on the bed couldn't help but stretch their necks, glance sideways, laugh lewdly, and groan silently, thinking it was wonderful. After a while, the man started moaning, and the woman blew her cock harder and harder. Suddenly, there was a strong sound of ejaculation, which came out from the side and was heard in the woman's mouth. The male guest was slightly relaxed and sat upright. Suddenly someone shouted: "Police!" The man was shocked and the woman was also shocked. The two shouted in unison. Occasionally, there were police shouting, two people shouting, and people outside the door. In between, there were the sounds of pulling and collapsing, the sounds of pushing and shouting, and hundreds of thousands of voices were heard in unison; there were also hundreds of thousands of calls for help, the sounds of people dragging the house, and snatching. The sound of handcuffs. Everything is there, everything is there. Although a person has hundreds of hands and hundreds of fingers, he cannot point to one end; a person has hundreds of mouths and his mouth has hundreds of tongues, so he cannot name one of them. So the male guest jumped up from the bed, stretched out his sleeves and stretched out his arms, his legs trembling, almost wanting to leave first. Suddenly a woman screamed, and the whole group echoed. When you look at the bed, it's just a bra, a pair of briefs, a pair of socks, and a condom.