Jiang Yang continued sucking and licking Nixxxie's neck, leaving the signs of his love, behind. Sometimes he acted gentle and when she dropped her guards down, he acted rough by biting her suddenly as if he was making and breaking the force inside her. Her hands moved at the back of his head, her fingers running through his hair.
His actions slowly converted to an intense one, as he let go of her hand to move it below her back to pull her closer as if he intended to merge her body with his while the other hand was busy lifting her neck up and pressing it against his mouth so he could suck and kiss her easily.
Jiang Yang moved further down towards her chest, the straps on her shoulder were already hanging at her arms. His sight fixed on her soft mounds, which were half peeking out from those white cups and kissed that soft skin of her breasts. His hand, which was below her back, shifted up towards the back strap of her bra and the next moment he unhooked it.
