It was then I caught something stiff in between his thigh. I flicked it using my finger and found out it barely even budged in spite of the powerful flick. Nothing could stop an aroused man from letting loose of himself.
Christopher looked at me in disbelief and asked, “Aren’t you afraid of breaking it?”
“Consider it a punishment of yours for trying to deceive me! Are you afraid I’m going to tell him some sort of secret or something?”
Christopher held me in his arms and shrugged his shoulders before he answered in a nonchalant manner, “I’m only afraid of him falling for my exceptional wife again.”
“Stop making fun of me!” When I flicked Christopher’s forehead, I noticed Lyle seemed to be anticipating a reply. Therefore, I answered in a callous tone, “Is that even possible, Lyle? Why don’t you stop deceiving yourself?”
A few minutes after Lyle went dead silent, I caught a glimpse of Crystal sneaking her way to our base with something wrapped in leaves. Christopher and I exchanged glances when we caught her handing it over to Lyle.
Instead of taking it over from her, the man pushed her away. Irked by his response, she reprimanded him and started unfolding the things inside the leaves with her back facing us.
We tried out best to resist the urge to laugh, but we couldn’t hold it back anymore when we heard Crystal couching and retching. Soon, she cast the thing in her hands away.
We burst out laughing when Lyle asked Crystal, “What’s wrong?”
The woman yelled at us with her face puckered, “Yvonne, you’re such a vicious woman! What the heck is in the bottle? Where’s the water?”
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