„You don't look like you are worried," Xuefeng pointed out as he watched her expression for anything suspicious. He didn't want to believe an expert like her would be content with becoming a slave.
"Why would I be worried? I have a Master with a big erection that will soon pierce inside me," Emi replied seductively as she trailed down towards his balls and squeezed them. "It's almost as long as my forearm… It will definitely destroy me, huhu…"
She grabbed onto his palm and squeezed it harder as she whispered like a devil, "Take me, Master… Squeeze me hard and pound your little slut… My whole body yearns for your touch."
"I'm not done questioning you," Xuefeng muttered but Emi leaned back on his chest and grasped the back of his hair. She forced him to look into her eyes and kissed him gently.
