"I, I'm all right." Zhang Jie squeezed the toothpaste, her muffled voice masking the tremor in her tone.
"Oh, come on, just pick one, really."
Liang Jiajia puffed up her cheeks, somewhat annoyed.
Zhang Jie, however, felt her mind go blank, with no mind to think about these things.
Wang Dahai suddenly grabbed her, clenching her buttocks tightly, and her body's response intensified immediately.
She felt her body soften and quickly reached out to brace herself against the sink, leaning her upper body down a bit, her bottom lifting slightly.
Wang Dahai held his breath, feeling extremely stimulated.
After a few grabs, he found the crease of her buttocks, his fingers gliding down along it, touching the valley.
The stepmother's dress was too long, he could only fondle through the fabric.
With just a few simple kneads, he felt the wetness.
Just as he was about to go further, Liang Jiajia said, "I've made the order, it'll be here soon."
