Women's words, especially those of beautiful women, are always deceiving, their lips moving in opposition to their hearts.
Fortunately, their bodies are the most honest, unable to deceive anyone.
Annie's hand slipped right under her best friend's skirt, encountering an exceptionally smooth and wetness; she knew then that BABY was lying.
"Baby, did you want a man after all?" Annie thought of how excited she seemed every time she tortured those men.
Her tender little mouth was drooling, a secret known only to her.
Especially when she had them lick her toes, her excitement and pleasure were even more palpable.
The only difference was they couldn't touch her body.
In Annie's eyes, Miss Murong was just a little pervert, lashing men like dogs.
Then again, those men didn't have it easy, straining to earn some money.
Just like the men kept by wealthy older women, ruining their health with drugs to satisfy them.
