"What if you lose control of yourself in this state?"
Xue Zhenmei quickly became worried, and even subconsciously moved away from Lu Yang a little bit, fearing that she might stimulate Lu Yang and cause him to lose his essence and thus all his hard-earned cultivation would be in vain.
"No way! I am very, very enduring!" Lu Yang's large hands continually kneaded Xue Zhenmei's snow-white breasts, and he laughed, "As long as it's not the real deal, I can hold on for several hours or even a day or two!"
"That fierce?" Xue Zhenmei's eyes lit up.
She remembered that when her husband was in good shape, he would last about ten minutes, and now, it had slipped to just three minutes.
If Lu Yang was that enduring in the real act, how blissful would it be to be savored by him?
Perhaps, the saying that things couldn't get any worse would be forcibly changed by Lu Yang.
"Of course!" Lu Yang said with a laugh, "How long has mom been tempting me, and have I ever lost control?"
