"You are so thick-skinned." Sylvia wanted to have nothing to do with him. If the man loses his shamelessness, he will definitely be invincible in the world.
As regards his request for her to please him, she really didn't know how to please him.
"Hurry up." Arthur looked at the woman's snow-white neck and full red lips. The heat in his body gradually gathered downwards, and his voice became hoarse.
Sylvia suddenly raised her hand and touched his waist.
With a soft sound, Arthur laughed out loud.
It turns out that his waist was his most ticklish place. Sylvia loves him, so naturally she caught notice of that.
Sylvia raised her hand to touch the other side of his waist.
With a slight movement, Arthur was tickled and laughed again.
"That's enough." When Sylvia wanted to scratch his armpit, he smiled and grabbed her hand, "This doesn't count."
"But you laughed." Sylvia blinked her big innocent eyes without any ambiguity.
Isn't it fun to laugh?
And he was smiling happily.
"But I don't feel pleased."
"Anyway, you did smile. People don't smile if they are unhappy." Sylvia disagreed.
Arthur stared at her red lips with deep eyes: "Kiss me."
"What?" Sylvia pretended that she didn't hear him clearly.
"Kiss me." Arthur gritted his teeth, "If you pretend you didn't hear clearly again, I'll do it. I'm very rough with it."
Sylvia was a little scared then. The man was very scary whenever he went crazy. She felt scared about it.
She had no choice but to stand on her toes, wrap her arms around his neck, and lightly touch her red lips to his.
But when she touched his lips, because she was afraid, she just pecked him little by little. Just like that, it seemed to be nothing to her but it instantly ignited the flames all over Arthur's body, and his body was numb as if he had lost his soul.
He suddenly hugged her waist and kissed her lips fiercely...
"Don't worry, I'll get it right away." He smiled, his eyes falling on her chest.
Sylvia immediately protected her chest with her hands: "Then hurry up, Serene has something to do for me."
Arthur chuckled, turned around and left.
Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the bathroom, and turned on the shower switch.
Arthur steadily arrived at Sylvia's bedroom, opened the cabinet door and started looking for Sylvia's underwear.
"Arthur." Suddenly, a woman's voice came from outside.
Before Arthur could compose himself, he saw Sheryl walking in with high heels. At that time, Arthur was holding a newly found bra in his hand.
"Who let you in?" Arthur shouted angrily.
"I..." Sheryl was stunned.
Arthur's face was icy like frost: "How can you just walk into someone else's bedroom? Even if you want to come in, you have to knock on the door first? How can your IQ be so low?"

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