"No… Is this really okay?" Zhao Na covered her chest with one hand and her private parts with the other, her voice shy and hesitant, "Do you… do you really want to look? Isn't… isn't this wrong?"
Despite her words, when she removed the last piece of clothing that covered her, Zhao Na's heartbeat suddenly quickened. She even harbored some other thoughts.
That damn man, I… I'm stripping in front of another man; I am about to do something unforgivable to you. Chen Bin will soon be on top of me, his huge thing will enter my body, I will scream wildly under the thrust of another man. With his thing being so big, perhaps I'll lose myself; I might yelp like a bitch in heat.
Is this my fault? If you're to blame anyone, isn't it yourself? How many women have you had over the years? And you even brought those mistresses home, what's worse is you forced me to join in.