A Serial Killer Face

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"I changed my mind, you can smile a little. Your serious face is like a serial killer who rapes and then kills his victims!"

Hobe laughed softly, looking at her gently. "Anna, stop being a control freak and relax. If you're too rigid like this, it's hard for us to do it." Hobe said.

"Also, I should emphasize that I'm not the one forcing you to do this, okay. I'm not the villain here." Hobe said reassuringly once again.

"I'm neither a pervert nor a serial killer. Okay? I'll also try to help you trap any viruses I find."

Anna swallowed her saliva and took a few deep breaths before nodding, "Okay."

After that, Hobe felt Anna wasn't as stiff as before, so he spread Anna's legs once more and stood between them.

He awkwardly used his fingers to caress and poke Anna's pussy to make it slightly wet.

"Nghh!" Anna moaned softly.

Anna got up in a half-lying position, her two elbows supporting her on the table.