Lisa suddenly realized what it felt like to be pampered. Now that she thought about it, aside from her parents, Terry was the only person she had met who was willing to go so far for her. She groaned and leaned back into the sofa. Terry noticed the pained expression on her face, so he couldn’t help but ask, “Does it hurt?” “Yeah,” she replied. “You men are so lucky that you don’t have to experience this every month.” Terry reached over and massaged her belly gently. “Does this make it better?” “Yeah, it’s good. Keep doing that,” urged Lisa. And so, the great patriarch of the White household sat there on the sofa, gently massaging his partner’s belly. Lisa, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying every second of it. She closed her eyes, and from time to time, she would mumble, “Mmh, don’t stop, keep going… ahh.” Terry was rendered speechless. Wasn’t she aware how easily she could cause a misunderstanding with the stuff she was uttering?! Of course, Lisa didn’t think that
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