Li Chen suddenly stepped back, leaving Chen Wanqiu grasping at thin air.
"Ah! You little bastard, stop teasing me, will you? Hurry, give it to me, I want it, I'm so itchy and uncomfortable down there..." Chen Wanqiu was going mad with urgency, pleading with him.
Her craving had been completely drawn out.
From her ripe Peach Blossom, dew kept gushing out, and inside it felt like a million ants were crawling, torturously itchy.
"You haven't answered my question yet?"
Li Chen's eyes were somewhat bloodshot, panting heavily, yet he still resisted, continuing to tease her.
"I want you!" Chen Wanqiu blurted desperately.
"That won't do, say, 'I want Li Chen's big, powerful rod to ruthlessly do me!'" Li Chen's heart was pounding wildly, feeling an unparalleled thrill.
In her CEO's office, playing with her voluptuous, delicate body, teasing and exciting her like this was just too exhilarating.
"You little bastard, you..."
