Both of them were at the age where desires ran wild, but due to Shaun Atkinson's condition, Gem Atkinson had endured quite a bit in recent times. Although Forsythia Brown helped him find relief through other means, nothing could beat the real deal.
For a moment, the room's temperature soared.
Feeling that the man had a reckless impulse, Forsythia regretted teasing him early in the morning and quickly said, "Ah, ah, Gem, don't, don't..."
"Weren't you the one who wanted me to massage you?" The man's voice was incredibly hoarse.
"No need, no need." Forsythia tried to fend off the man's advances and cautiously attempted to escape his embrace.
"Of course, it is necessary. I'll give you a full-service treatment, thoroughly serving you inside and out."
This statement was...
Somehow indecent no matter how it was interpreted.