Qian Sisi was powerfully thrust by the man, like a small boat that had lost its bearings in the vast ocean, drifting without anchor, her only option was to tightly clamp around Bai Cheng'an's sturdy waist, passively moving with him.
The man deeply kissed her lips, his large hand slipping into her blouse, caressing her waist and abdomen.
Having thought about her silky smooth skin all afternoon, he finally got to touch her! The feel was truly amazing, like stroking the finest satin, it made him unable to stop.
Qian Sisi's body was burning hot as she pressed against the man's chest, her peaks were grasped bit by bit, the tips sensitive and in a dull ache, and the region below that was continuously struck by the man now throbbed so intensely that she couldn't help but whimper. Remembering the man's earlier teasing, she bit her lip in shame, refusing to let out any sound. On the contrary, her suppressed moans, now fragmented, seemed to carry an extra layer of temptation.
