Jiang Xingyu gladly accepted the access and his hand trailed upwards. His fingertip came into contact with her thong and surprisingly, it was wet. She stifled a moan and gripped his arm as he rubbed it.
Raising his head, his lips crashed onto hers as he fumbled to push her thong aside. He waited for her reaction and when she didn't do or say anything for him to stop, he gently slid a finger into her. She bit his lower lip, unable to stop a moan from escaping her mouth. He picked up his pace, thrusting his finger in and out of her while kissing her demandingly. His other hand found its way into her dress through her cleavage and pulled out her left breast from the cup of her bra.
Her hands grabbed him, pulling him to herself as he rubbed her nipple.
Luna had never experienced such pleasure before but she knew that the waves building up inside her body must be her climax.
