But this was all a matter of seconds.
In the next moment, she felt an intrusion between her legs, and she gasped. That was...
"Xiao Jinghuai, you bastard, you pervert, you lecher."
He was actually helping her, cleaning her up.
Xiao Jinghuai felt her resistance, purposely moving his face closer, "Come on, we are an old married couple, don't be shy. I didn't take precautions in the car. This is the only way to get clean. Be good, just cooperate, and it will be over quickly."
"Then hurry up!" Song Song gritted her teeth, fearing she might cry out.
But after a while, the man didn't seem to have any intention of withdrawing his hand. Instead, he probed even deeper.
Song Song could no longer bear it, and based on feeling, she grabbed his hand, "Xiao Jinghuai, you..."
The word "enough" was completely swallowed by his lips.
Afterwards, there was another endless entanglement, seemingly with no end.
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