She felt that her skin electrified, her hormones had shut down her sensible self, giving rise to her animal self. Yang Xinyu had touched her in a way that she felt that with this kind of affection there was no reverse gear. She wanted more. Her mind was blank, as she became a puppet of his desires.
He loved the power he had over her, deeply satisfied by the way her body reacted when his fingers went in her. He continued to move his hands above her waist to press her breasts putting them in his mouth and sucking them. Taking both her hands in his he pinned them above her head and continued to suck her nipples. When he was satisfied, he moved to her lips and kissed them with fervor. Using one hand to pin her he slid the other one to her left thigh, gliding his fingers between her legs again. He discovered that her wetness was now sliding down.
