Chapter 180 Yes, ma’am, I am.

The temperature in the living room was rising, and Dora Bush’s worlds had turned to all pink as Arno Jones’s big, warm palms wandered around on her body.

Next step...

No, there was no next step. Dora suddenly came to her senses; she pushed Arno away with her scarlet face.

"I'm going to take a shower.” Arno's voice was hoarse, and he couldn't help but feel a little remorseful...

After saying that, Arno went into the bathroom at once.

Dora knew that he must...