72 Making Liam Angry **

In Harriet's hands, Liam's manhood stood tall.

Oh, she had a pretty decent relationship with this 'thing', which had already messed up her insides and even got into her mouth. However, touching it with her hands intensely and feeling every bulging vein throbbing against her palm skin was something she had never experienced before.

Every time Harriet stroked it, she could hear Liam gasping softly. Thus, Harriet wanted to experiment with it. With two hands, she touched the erect manhood. Ah, even with her two hands, she couldn't cover the entire surface of that thick and long pen–

"Madam-"

Harriet looked up to see Liam covering his mouth with one hand. The man's ears were red, and a blush ran down his normally pale cheeks. His eyes looked cloudy and unfocused, and Harriet felt waves ripple through her back seeing her husband like this.