Luo Yimei was looking at the phone call and exclaimed, "Lingling, your husband's calling!"
"Don't answer it?" Huang Wanling quickly intervened.
"What are you afraid of? Answer it!"
Lin Hao mischievously took the phone, connected the call, and pressed the speakerphone button.
"Honey, I'm done with work here, where are you?" Zhang Liwei's voice came through.
"Sweetheart, I'm done here too, I'll be home soon." Sister Lingling nervously replied.
At this moment, another man's rod was still inside her, yet she was talking to her husband on the phone, giving her a sense of betrayal and shame.
However, strangely, this shame heightened her excitement and thrill, and her secret passage began to contract.
Lin Hao felt the tightness from her lower region and began to slow thrusts again.
Sister Lingling felt the thrusts and quickly covered the mouthpiece, afraid her husband might hear any sounds.
"Should I come to pick you up?"
"No need, I'll take a cab home, you go ahead."
