After entering again, Wang Jie saw the dark and skinny Zhang Mazi, tightly embracing Widow Liu's waist, eagerly tearing at Widow Liu's clothes with a lewd smile on his face, spewing nothing but filthy language.
Though Widow Liu was approaching her forties, her charm was still intact, which, to a bachelor like Zhang Mazi, made her utterly irresistible.
The two of them struggled continuously, with Zhang Mazi's thirsty second head fiercely hard, relentlessly holding onto Widow Liu's waist and frenziedly bumping against her, while maniacally ripping at her clothes.
Widow Liu kept struggling, protecting her clothes while trying to push Zhang Mazi away, her reaction extremely vigorous.
With a puzzled expression, Wang Jie watched the scene, but couldn't shake the feeling that Widow Liu was somehow resisting yet yielding at the same time.
"Zhang Mazi, get the hell out of here! If someone really comes by during broad daylight, we're both screwed," she said.