In an instant, the emptiness and lust inside Brenda got soothed.

The man kissed the woman back wildly, simply wanting to devour her.

After the blurred sexual experience that had happened four years ago, it was Brenda's first time to have such intimate interaction with a man.

Brenda closed her eyelids, tasting the man's fragrance greedily.

Even the air in the room was tinged with a pleasant sweetness.

"Daddy, are you kissing Brenda?"

At this moment, a childish voice reached the ears of the man and woman lying on the carpet.

Brenda swiftly lifted her head as if she had been struck by lightning and widened her eyes open in shock.

Jimmy was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed and mimicking Brenda and his father's posture with his fingers and mouth.

It was so embarrassing!

Was the little boy in the room all the time?

Brenda let out a sigh and buried her head on the man's sturdy, hot chest.

The flames of desires were still burning in Terry's eyes, and his breathing was in a mess.

For a celibate composed man like him, it was rare.

He moved his eyes from the woman's pale neck to Jimmy, who was wearing an innocent expression.

Given what had happened, Terry asked the little boy in a gentle voice, "Babe, did you sleep well?"

Jimmy nodded his head and blinked his crystal-clear eyes. "Yes, I did. I want to kiss Brenda as well."

With that, he waggled his chubby legs, intending to get off the sofa.

Brenda was still hiding her head on the man's chest. In a moment of emergency, Terry hurried to catch Jimmy with one hand.

The man's chest was just sturdy and broad enough to support the woman and the little boy.

Nestling upon his father's chest, Jimmy tried to kiss Brenda, who had just lifted her head.

Somehow, Brenda dodged to one side, and the little boy's sweet kiss actually landed on her cheek.

Jimmy was stunned for a second, staring at Brenda and then his father in a grievance, complaining, "Brenda doesn't like me anymore!"

Terry and Jimmy looked at Brenda in unison.

The expression on Terry's face was quite grave, giving off a dominant vibe.

"That's not true..." A trace of awkwardness appeared upon Brenda's face. Then, she leaned in closer to Terry and whispered in his ear, "There is saliva on my lips. I thought it's not hygienic to let Jimmy kiss me..."

Her soft breathing spread upon Terry's ear unexpectedly stirred up a storm in the man's icy cold heart.

At the woman's words, Terry involuntarily moved his eyes upon the woman's lips.

Her face was no bigger than Terry's palm, and her features were incredibly delicate.

Her lips were slightly swollen, and there was the shining liquid left by Terry.

Terry narrowed his eyes slightly, tamping down the urge to kiss her again.

What a pretty woman!

Brenda had no idea how inviting she looked in Terry's eyes, and Terry wondered how many men the woman had slept with.

Brenda nimbly noticed that the man's body was tightening all over.

She lowered her head.

She had been lying on top of the man all the time.

The vibe given off by the man was extremely sexy yet dangerous.