Wu Song ignored Wu Yuling and instead pressed Wang Damei's plump rear, pulled out his big gun, slapped it, and whispered, "Hurry up and disappear, someone's coming."
Wang Damei was still enjoying the afterglow of her climax, feeling too comfortable to move.
But hearing Wu Song's words, she snapped awake and, without much thought, obediently opened the door and slipped out, gritting her teeth to endure the weakness in her legs as she quickly left.
Wu Song, on the other hand, stood there with his big gun and walked over to the faucet, turning it on to rinse.
Wu Yuling also emerged from the inner room at this time, and seeing what Wu Song was doing, smiled coquettishly, "What are you washing for? Are you rejecting me?"
Wu Song glanced at Wu Yuling, turned around without rinsing further, held his big gun, and said, "I'm not rejecting you, then come over and lick it."
Wu Yuling pouted, "You're so bad, making me lick again."
