Unfortunately, Lance didn't give Yvette this chance. He intimately rubbed the tip of her nose and said in a hoarse voice, "OK."
After Lance finished speaking, he picked Yvette up and carried her into the bathroom.
"Hey... Put me down," Yvette exclaimed.
They took off all their clothes. Yvette felt that it was hot everywhere, and there was no place to put her hands.
"Let me help you."
The man let her sit on the sink that was covered with a bath towel. Soon, the water was ready. He carried Yvette into the bathtub.
Yvette thought, I must have been deceived by his pitiful look.
He doesn't look like he is in bad health at all.
Lance's physical strength was good, especially when he was doing that thing!
Yvette soaked in the bathtub and watched the man go in and out. She closed her eyes.
Yvette didn't want to see his face, which annoyed her.
