While Theresa was sobbing, rustling sounds came from outside, followed by the unique scent of a woman.
Damn it. When she was still a hot-blooded man, this was clearly the "smell" of a female. The moment she smelled it, her blood vessels would expand and her bestial nature would burst forth.
But right now, she was not at all interested in the scent of several different females.
Dear heaven and earth, what kind of evil magic was this? Please save her!
With tinkling laughter, Hela, Natasha, and Princess Summer crawled into the tent together.
Their faces were flushed, and their eyes were glittering. They looked at Theresa weirdly.
In the past, sharing a room with three gorgeous and exotic beauties was simply the happiest thing in the world.
But right now, scratching her empty crotch, Theresa had an ominous feeling.
"What—what do you want?" she stammered as she retreated.
