"Young Master, I know you can't pleasure me, nor can I you, but I am still willing to give you all I've got. Why...why don't you suck on my beautiful boobs?"
Aysel's expression turned alarmed as she tried to twist the knobs, only to realize that the door was locked from behind!
What a bitch!
Her expression grew ferocious as she kicked open the door to her room, entered through the connecting door, and saw the scene she had expected.
There she was, that cocky woman named Susan, her uniform's front zipper undone, and she was holding her pale breasts in her hands, rubbing them in an enticing manner.
She look shocked at the sight of someone else in the room.
Hadn't she lock the door?!
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
Aysel's expression was so fierce that Susan shivered a little. There was a gleam in her lowered eyes, as she hadn't expected to be caught.
