"You... you're such a liar," Liu Siyu chided with a blushing, pretty face.
"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore, I've told you everything already, I absolutely won't force you to do the last step. Come on, Siyu, hurry up, use your little feet to make your brother-in-law feel good..." Zhao Chi felt his mouth dry and his tongue parched, already unable to contain his excitement.
Zhao Chi lay on the ground as still as a corpse, in just the right position for Liu Siyu's little feet to touch him.
As Zhao Chi lay down, that thing of his stood up straight like a flagpole, terrifying and fierce, turned red and purple, and looked exceptionally daunting.
"Brother-in-law, you... why are you such a pervert? Does it really feel good like this? I don't believe it, and it feels so strange, weirder than when I used my chest... even stranger..." Liu Siyu said this, but still extended her little feet, placing them left and right on Zhao Chi's thing.
