Alanna felt a bit embarrassed.
Quinn's clothes, aside from being a bit wrinkled from being scratched, still looked neat overall. He was like a gentleman who had just attended a banquet, as long as one didn't look at his crotch, where the deep purplish-red p***s was released from the zipper and was still arrogantly exposed.
As for Alanna, she was not much different from being naked.
Her skirt was rolled up to her waist, and her upper clothes had long since slipped down, loosely hanging at her waist.
If someone were to come close and look in from the front windshield, they would see a nearly naked girl riding on a well-dressed man.
"Why didn't you take off your clothes?" Alanna's complaint sounded like coquettish pouting. The fact that only she was dressed in rags made her feel a wave o
