Three feet of cock- 1

She was still shy, but she had come out of her shell more and more lately. Her and Peter were both Chinese: she from the mainland, he from Singapore. But while Peter preferred to stay within their own circles, Janet wanted to branch out and explore.

“Oh, I brought you two a little house-warming gift!” she suddenly remembered, handing him a small box. “I hope you like it. Sorry for missing the party.”

“It’s alright. I’m just glad you made it this time.” She watched him impatiently behind her black-framed glasses while he unwrapped his gift. A strand of her wavy, chestnut hair fell in front of her eyes, and she hurriedly pushed it aside, unwilling to miss his reaction. “Oh, it’s lovely, Janet!” She had given him a small dragon figurine, carved out of a deep green jade. “Thank you so much!”

“You really like it?” she asked.

“I really do! It’s just perfect. Did you get it in China?”

She bit her lip slightly, embarrassed by her own generosity. “Yeah… I saw it while we were in Beijing and I thought of you.”