Long Zhen finally finished kissing James Grind's stomach. He wanted to do more. But when he unbuttoned James Grind's pants. Long Zhen heard a whimper that turned into sobbing. He looked up and saw James Grind was crying.
Tears streamed down on James Grind's cheek as he tried to hold his cry, but his sobs were definitely not a pleasant one. As if he was having such heavy humiliation and pain right now. As if he didn't enjoy this at all.
"James Grind? What happened to—"
"Master Long Zhen… is this what you want?" James Grind asked in between his sobs.
"Huh? But you seem to be—"
"Do you think you are doing a good thing right now?" James Grind asked again.
"I thought you are enjoying it…" Long Zhen admitted. "You seem to be into this…"
