Just when Tang Feng was about to go further,
suddenly, Wang Qian came out of the restroom first.
Tang Feng looked up and his face changed drastically, as he quickly pulled out his hand. "Not good, Sister Song, Wang Qian's coming out!"
Song Yun, who was enjoying herself, was startled and quickly sat up.
Her lips were still connected by a thin strand of saliva, reluctantly licking her lips with a look of desire.
She glanced over at the restroom and saw Wang Qian coming out, feeling somewhat displeased.
Tang Feng as well felt uncomfortable, but there was no helping it.
He quickly tucked his manhood back in and pulled up the zipper.
Sitting up straight, pretending as if nothing had happened.
"Wait, Sister Song, your pants are wet!"
Tang Feng noticed a small damp spot, the size of a fingernail, at the fertile land between Song Yun's legs.
"It's all because of you, you little pervert, you've made me feel so uncomfortable!"
