"Sister-in-law, I...I want to take some special photos. When I miss you in the future...I can look at them secretly by myself."
Harry saw that the time was almost right, so he tentatively tempted Ruth.
"Special photos? How to take special photos?" Ruth turned her head and blinked at Harry and asked curiously.
"Sister-in-law, can you please take off your bra? I...I want to take...take a few pictures of your breasts...I really like and am obsessed with your breasts. With such a beautiful scenery, if I could take a picture with your charming breasts, it would definitely be art and absolutely beautiful!"
Harry used high-sounding words to induce Ruth.
"Ah?! This... this is the wilderness... will... will someone see us..."
Ruth immediately covered her burning cheeks in shame and looked around nervously.
"Sister-in-law, look, there is no one here. There are only two of us here. Please, my dear sister-in-law! Just take a few pictures." Harry begged while hugging Ruth coquettishly.
