Thus, Dazhuang's "device" ended up being sandwiched directly between her thighs.
At this moment, the two of them were like dry wood meeting a raging fire, ready to ignite and completely burst into flames.
It was then, through the glass on the door, that I suddenly noticed an extra figure had appeared outside.
It was Zhang Ming!
I immediately panicked, just thinking to get Dazhuang down from the massage table.
But the Zhang Ming outside the door gestured to me to keep silent.
I was dumbfounded.
What did that mean?
He had seen Dazhuang embracing his wife, yet not only did he not stop them, why wouldn't he let me stop them?
While I was wondering what to do, Zhang Ming quietly opened the door and walked in.
Dazhuang and Liang Lu were both facing the wall, their backs to the door, completely unaware of what was happening.
Even more fatal, both of them were already burning with desire, ready to become one at any moment.