On the highway with a speed limit of 120, Lin Fan's SUV was roaring at a hundred-six.
Gripping the steering wheel, he wore a wicked grin as he looked at the guy tied to the front of the car, the headwind making his features shift, the intense thrill soaking his crotch.
Inside the car, music echoed, and Cui Ronglian, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, lay atop Lin Fan, continuing to serve him orally. The enveloping sensation and her skilled technique made Lin Fan increasingly comfortable, as he slipped one hand between her legs to tease the wet Abyss.
It wasn't until reaching a parking area that Lin Fan slowly stopped the car, yet he didn't rush to the boy at the front, preferring to pull Cui Ronglian onto him—this was the key moment for a thrilling battle.
"Will this... result in someone's death..."
