"You bastard, it's not like you haven't seen me before, and you're still peeking at me! ~~~ Do you like looking at me there so much?"
"I not only like to look at it, I also like to play with it! ~~~Baby, you are so tempting today. My dick is about to catch fire because of you!" Harry panted heavily, looked at Sally passionately, and smiled gently. "Baby, what did you just wish for? Tell your husband."
"I won't tell you! It won't work if I tell you. Come, have the cake I made myself," Sally smiled coquettishly, picked up the plastic cake knife, cut a piece of cake, and handed it to Harry.
"I want you to feed me~~~" Harry smiled mischievously, stood up, and sat next to Sally affectionately.
He wrapped his arms around Sally's soft waist and said coquettishly with his mouth open.
"Okay, okay! Really! You're so grown up, and you still need me to feed you!~~~"
