"You~ let go of me…" Sister Jue roared, kicking the old man Ming in his nuts.
"Ahh…" The old man Ming cried out in pain, his hands covering his testicles. As he rolled over the ground in pain.
Sister Jue sat up straight, staring at the old man Ming with anger.
Both Chen Yi and Mrs Lan were watching her fierce expression, praying for the old man Ming, but none of them tried to meditate between them. Mrs Lan turned her attention back towards Chen Yi's jade spear, wrapping her fingers around its length, her tongue again began massaging its tip.
Unable to control her rage, she jumped on the old man Ming, pinning him down as she sat on his chest.
"Aren't you too excited to join in, then show me what you got." She said, ragingly as he pulled his old hair, shaving his face into her wet crotch.
