Han Moze hugged Liu Rushuang's waist with one arm.
Their bodies entwined.
His hard, scalding hot manhood rubbed against her lower body.
Haaa haaa... Liu Rushuang's face was steaming.
Han Moze reached one hand out to explore Liu Rushuang's softness.
Sweet juices promptly infused.
He then entered her.
...
No matter how she tried, Liu Rushuang never imagined that this was how she would lose her virginity.
Her jaw clenched the moment she was penetrated.
But Ze was gentle and slow.
In the end...
The more Liu Rushuang thought about it, the more embarrassed she became. She sat on Han Moze's lap in front of a table of assorted fine foods without the slightest bit of appetite.
Han Moze's warm lips kissed Liu Rushuang's delicate, soft ears. "Shuang'er, why aren't you eating? Do you not like the food?" He whispered.
Liu Rushuang immediately swallowed a spoonful of the iron-rich congee that Han Moze fed her.
