In the hotel, Xu Yilin looked worriedly at Su Yan lying on the bed.
At that moment, Su Yan's body was stripped clean, and her limbs were tied with cloth strips, stretched to the four corners of the bed, forming a "large" shape. Her breasts remained firm, her skin glowing, while water gushed from her lower flower.
"Chen Mo... Chen Mo... love me..."
She moaned, and the water flowed even more fiercely, a symptom of addiction that rivalled a drug habit.
A while later, she seemed a bit better and said weakly, "Xu Yilin, untie me, I'm thirsty."
"Are you feeling better, Miss?"
"It's nothing, the bout has passed."
The reason why she was tied up was to prevent her from touching herself, from masturbating.
Because post-addiction, it was like scratching an itch through a boot, with no sensation unless it was Chen Mo himself, and it would only make one crazier, more unbearable, as if going mad; the scene was extremely lewd.
Xu Yilin went over to untie her, even afraid to touch her body.
