Lin Xiaoyan had come looking for Old Wang with a sense of anticipation, despite discovering something at the door of the maintenance room during her last visit. Considering that nothing had happened in the two days that passed, Lin Xiaoyan wasn't too concerned and didn't dwell on the incident.
But when Lin Xiaoyan opened the door to one of the stalls in the restroom, she was taken aback.
Inside the restroom stall was a man, which wasn't the main point. Rather, the man wasn't aiming his "pipe" at the toilet but was instead moving his hands up and down on his swollen, purplish-red member.
The head peeking out from Chen An's hands was almost as large as an egg, shocking Lin Xiaoyan, who had already jumped at the sight. Her eyes were glued to the man's member, which was impressive and thick like a tree trunk.
