Clamping his teeth tightly shut, Wang Jie was having a hard time holding on. If it had been those before him, none could have taken his entire member into their mouths; at most, they could only battle with the tip of his "Little Wang".
Now, this guy was really tough to handle, and even felt like wanting to wave a white flag of surrender.
Hurriedly, he pulled "Little Wang" out. If he had continued, he likely wouldn't have been able to hold on much longer.
"Yo, what's up, you little shit? Scared now?"
"Look at you, all big and bouncy, about to lose it."
Unable to suppress his disdainful laughter, Wang Jie shook his head with arrogance.
"That's hilarious, don't you know who I am, Wang Jie? Come on, let's not play on top anymore, let's play below. I really want to see how much skill you've got."
Hearing these words, Secretary Zhang couldn't help but smirk and nod, her expression full of indifference.
