Seeing Dirk Carter's face looking sowhat off.
Sierra Vincent hesitated for a mont.
Then she seed to suddenly co to her senses.
She bent down, unbuckled her belt, and took off her pants.
Didn't spare the signature thong either.
With a gentle tug at the waist connection.
The thin, palm-sized piece of fabric slipped down as well.
The natural barren land faintly showing, striking Dirk Carter's eyes.
Although they had already had relations, standing so naked in front of a man made her a bit shy.
Seeing Dirk Carter's gaze scanning her body again.
Her face turned red instantly.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Dirk Carter's expression still looking a bit off.
Sierra Vincent cautiously asked.
Dirk Carter let out a long sigh and said, "I asked you to take off my clothes because I want to soak in the bath first. Why are you more eager than I am?"
"Oh oh oh..."
Sierra Vincent felt intensely embarrassed imdiately.
Trying to put her clothes back on.
But felt it was inappropriate.
She had to walk up to Dirk Carter, fumbling to help him take off his jacket.
Then cautiously took off the T-shirt that was already sticking to his body.
When Dirk Carter stood naked in front of her, Sierra Vincent couldn't hold back her tears from falling again.
"Why are you crying?"
Dirk Carter asked.
Sierra Vincent pointed at the countless bruises on his body, wiped her tears, and said, "It's all my fault. Otherwise, you wouldn't be like this."
"It's fine. Since you feel so guilty, just take care of later, that's all."
After Dirk Carter said that, he stroked Sierra Vincent's bunny and slipped into the bathtub.
He soaked in the warm water for fifteen minutes.
Dirk Carter returned to the bedroom.
After lying on the bed, he asked Sierra Vincent to take the ointnt from the pottery jar and apply it on him bit by bit.
This ointnt is a redy left by his father back in the day, having miraculous effects on treating soft tissue contusions and bruises, which is why he didn't go to the hospital.
Even before the ointnt was fully applied.
Dirk Carter was already exhausted and fell asleep with eyes closed.
The next morning.
Sherman Sumrs hurried to the office early.
The reason for coming so early was to inquire about how last night's matters were handled.
This morning, he quickly called Garnett Golding.
But after several calls, there was no answer. Assuming Garnett Golding was already at the office, he rushed over only to find out that Garnett Golding hadn't arrived yet.
Feeling unsettled.
Sherman Sumrs picked up the phone on his desk and dialed the County Committee's office number.
When the call was connected.
Sherman Sumrs said, "This is Sherman Sumrs. Is Secretary General Carter in? If he is, send a summary of yesterday's eting to the county governnt office."
"Magistrate Sumrs, sorry, Secretary General Carter is resting today."
Said a staff mber from the County Committee's office on the phone.
"Resting? Why is he resting?"
Sherman Sumrs asked.
"I'm not sure about the specifics either."
"Okay, got it."
After hanging up the phone, Sherman Sumrs felt at ease.
To him, it ant Garnett Golding's task was accomplished.
Being able to teach Dirk Carter a good lesson also ant letting off so steam, and that feeling was incredibly satisfying.
Knock, knock, knock.
A sequence of knocks suddenly sounded.
"Co in," Sherman Sumrs shouted.
The door was pushed open.
The head of the county governnt office, Danel Walsh, poked in.
"Leader, have you heard about Secretary Golding's situation?"
Danel Walsh asked worriedly.
Sherman Sumrs was taken aback.
Asked, "What happened to Secretary Golding?"
Danel Walsh said, "Secretary Golding was injured, probably beaten up. He suffered a mild concussion and also has two broken ribs, requiring bed rest for so ti."
"When did this happen?"
Sherman Sumrs was so shocked he stood up abruptly.
Danel Walsh said, "Last night. Colleagues from the Public Security Bureau investigated it. Secretary Golding said he fell and got injured, refusing to admit he was beaten. I was wondering if the county governnt should intervene in this matter, or if I should visit him on behalf of the county governnt."
The buzz.
Sherman Sumrs' mind exploded.
His gaze turned deep.
After contemplating for a mont, he said, "No need, we don't need to intervene in this matter."
"Alright."
After Danel Walsh nodded and left.
Sherman Sumrs slumped into the chair.
How did Garnett Golding get injured? Could it be that last night's task didn't succeed?
How could that be?
The plan design for this operation was supposed to be flawless, unless Dirk Carter had supernatural abilities, otherwise, he wouldn't have escaped unscathed.
The entire morning.
Sherman Sumrs was anxious and fearful.
Garnett Golding was beaten.
He didn't know if Garnett Golding would reveal anything before getting injured.
He dared not ask.
Because doing so would feel like walking into a trap.
When Dirk Carter woke up, it was already noon.
He just felt a warm sensation coming from below.
Raising his head to look.
The nude Sierra Vincent was busying herself between his legs, sucking away.
"You're awake?"
Feeling the strangeness.
Sierra Vincent lifted her head, flashed Dirk Carter a charming smile, wiped her mouth, and asked.
Dirk Carter froze, asked, "What are you doing?"
Sierra Vincent pointed at Dirk Carter's "majestic figure" and said, "He stood up proud and tall early this morning, making it hard for to sleep. I figured you definitely wanted it but didn't want to wake you by sitting on it, so... hehe, does it feel good?"
"Then... how long have you been doing this?"
Dirk Carter saw Sierra Vincent sweating on her forehead.
Which indicated she had been busy for quite so ti.
Sierra Vincent's face flushed, said bashfully, "At least half an hour. He's so strong; I've given it my all, but he hasn't surrendered. I'm a bit unwilling, so I'm putting in all my efforts to try to defeat him."
Dirk Carter felt warmth in his heart.
He said, "Do you want to try coming up?"
"Can I? Will it hurt you?"
Sierra Vincent asked happily.
Looks like the girl has needs too.
Dirk Carter waved his hand, said, "No. Haven't you noticed my bruises have faded a lot?"
Sierra Vincent took a careful look, and indeed, the large patches of bruises and swelling from yesterday were almost gone when he woke up today—the ointnt is truly miraculous.
She watched between his legs for a while.
She licked her lips.
Said, "Then I won't hold back."
After saying that, she spread her legs without hesitation and mounted him.
When Dirk Carter was enveloped in completely different moisture and warmth, he couldn't help but let out a breath through his throat.
He slightly lifted his head.
Without the forest hindering the view.
The scene of the yin-yang rging was truly fully exposed.
Sierra Vincent seed to have been holding back for a long ti too.
Driving hard.
Seeing her so determined.
Dirk Carter grabbed her waist with both hands, flipped her over, and pressed her beneath him.
"Aren't you afraid that touching will bring you bad luck next ti?"
Sierra Vincent asked with so dreamy eyes.
Dirk Carter asked back, "Should we stop now then?"
Hearing this, Sierra Vincent got anxious.
She twisted her waist and said, "No no no, I just started, we can't stop now. When bad luck cos next ti, I'll just carry it together with you."
"Little slut, here I co..."
After saying that.
Dirk Carter exerted force with his waist, charging fiercely.
Just as they were in full swing.
With a click, the bedroom door was pushed open, and a voice sounded: "Dirk, are you feeling better?"
Ewan Forrest's figure just walked in and got stuck at the sight before her.
And very firmly stuck.
She was shocked in place, staring at the spreading legs of Sierra Vincent and Dirk Carter holding those long legs.
Dirk Carter and Sierra Vincent were the sa.
Both looked at Ewan Forrest with shock.
"Dirk brother, sister and I brought you..."
One wave hadn't settled before another started.
Just as the three of them were staring blankly at each other.
Rose Forrest also walked in, and the scene before her interrupted her words...
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