Farmer Francis smiled and tightened her grip, which made Ji Changsheng want to cry out in comfort.
"Bitch, I think you need to be taught a lesson again, don't you?"
Ji Changsheng patted Farmer Francis's buttocks and rubbed her chest with the other hand.
"No, honey. I'm fulfilling my bet!"
Farmer Francis didn't want to admit it, but her body betrayed her.
Ji Changsheng's hands kept moving on Farmer Francis's body. He even put it into Farmer Francis's bra. He played with Farmer Francis's two grapes.
Being molested by Ji Changsheng like this, Farmer Francis felt a lot of obscenity flowing from her pussy. Her underwear was wet all of a sudden.
"Damn it! My pussy is wet. You should be responsible for it."
Farmer Francis rolled her eyes and blamed Ji Changsheng, but Ji Changsheng didn't take it seriously.
"You little slut, I don't think you were like this just now."