- Jian Ying could not take the pain anymore and wanted to relieve himself as soon as possible.
- And so therefore, the man started moving the chilled bottled water in his hand against his erected manh**d.
- The bottle became his***and again released his midnight sweet tune. Jian Ying was going on and on as he screamed and cursed everything and anything! But that poor girl, Chen Lijuan, was his main target! He did not stop cursing his luck to have met her that day.