The man in the mask moved his head closer with a lascivious laugh, greedily sniffing the fragrance emanating from An Yun. He wanted to taste her tender cheeks and juicy lips. As he intensely held her down, she fought back wildly, twisting and turning. Her struggles only further ignited his lust. He quickly controlled her wrists with one hand, and with his other hand, he reached for her pale neck.