Song Tian looked at the sharp imported fruit knife in Han Xiaolan's hand and was so scared that his manhood shrank back.
"Sister, no, don't, it's not necessary, Menglan and I were willing, ah, ah, don't, for heaven's sake, don't!"
The fruit knife in Han Xiaolan's hand was already poised at Song Tian's manhood, and Song Tian was so frightened he nearly passed out.
Tied up, Liu Menglan struggled incessantly, making muffled moans.
Shen Yi quickly stepped forward to stop Han Xiaolan, who looked displeased and said, "Shen Yi, what the hell are you doing?"
Shen Yi's plump and pretty face flushed with a hint of red, greedily eyeing Song Tian's member, and said, "Such a big guy, it'd be such a waste not to have a taste."
"Big what, it's all shrunk back now!"
"I'll make it come out again!"
As she spoke, Shen Yi punched Song Tian in the balls.
"Ah!"
Song Tian let out a painful scream, his body struggling violently, but that punch made his retracted member harden again.