She was so turned on by it, just like Chenguang, fucking thrilled at the chance to pop a cherry, her eyes wild and predatory, her hand plunging back into her pants. His eyes slowly traveled up her slender body, past her tiny waist and perky little tits, and he finally met her gaze. Planting spies in his life to keep tabs on him, it seemed. One nearby was particularly hard to resist staring at, with her wild hair dyed light brown, a darling lovely sweet face, perfect skin, and damn what a sexy slender body. But then he saw the fire in Chao-Xing’s eyes as she realized what was happening. Citra. She gasped and stared, her angry expression quickly changing to that familiar look of stunned wonder and rapidly growing desire. Mei giggled and grabbed the two, eagerly pulling them into the elevator then pushing them close to Jim, where they stared into his eyes, inches away, their bodies pressed against his, while Mei reached up to check their collars and announced their names were Liling and Huiqing.
