After a few minutes, a woman dressed in leather, seductive and wild, emerged.
Her graceful figure and eyes full of desire were like a little wildcat that devours.
"Doctor Zhao, do you think you can conquer me?"
Zhu Hong approached Zhao Tienan, bending slightly, her eyes filled with provocation.
Leather bustier, leather shorts, black stockings with straps, paired with black-framed glasses, set the mood on fire.
"Smack!"
The small leather whip in Zhao Tienan's hand struck the bed with a piercing sound.
"Woman, you're playing with fire!"
Zhao Tienan uttered a classic line, clearly getting into character.
"So what?"
"You think I'm afraid of you, little fella? If you aren't convinced, then use all your strength to tear me apart!"
Zhu Hong extended her slender, delicate fingers, teasingly lifting Zhao Tienan's chin, her tone filled with playful challenge and an urgent longing for desire.
She was a particularly extraordinary woman.
