Compared with the dullness outside, the cabin was extremely hot. Henry's Yàn tuxedo was gone. He sat naked on the special recliner like a pile of fat meat. A woman like an immortal fell into the world and kept twisting her body. Her face like a flower, her tassel-like curves, her white and tender skin, her plump and solid breasts... There was an unparalleled beauty everywhere, but the moaning and twisting slender waist turned this beauty into a degenerate lust.