My anger seems to have been ignited all at once!
The suppressed primal beast within me surges madly.
However, I still put on a serious face: "Jingya, this isn't right, it's too degrading for you."
Wang Jingya pursed her lips and said, "It's not real anyway, it's just like role-playing."
Her face turned beet red as she hurriedly buried herself in the blanket.
Even knowing it's role-playing, that feeling of humiliation brought excitement.
It greatly challenged her relatively conservative mindset.
In fact, she felt that the excitement was growing stronger.
Making every nerve more sensitive.
There's no need for me to touch her; her red berries on her chest stood up on their own, and there were wet marks on her panties.
"Jingya, are you serious?"
I see that she's actually feeling it.
The initial hesitating struggle gradually disappeared.
"Of course it's serious. By the way, Zhang Yang, you men like resistance, don't you?"
"Um, this is..."
It left me somewhat at a loss.
