Soojin was ecstatic.
She felt as though she'd been transported to the gates of Heaven, placed before her Guardian Angel, who was rejuvenating every part of her body, with love and care.
With subtle caresses, kisses and squeezes.
She lay on her back, robe torn right through the middle, her milky white skin was on display.
Her head was curled to the side as she stuffed her knuckles in her mouth, holding back the cries that were erupting past her lips every time Yun Ki's soft pillowy lips spread across her body.
Whether it was him suckling onto her numbs or even blowing cold air over her pebbled beads, she was squirming under him, helplessly.
What didn't help much at all was how wet and slimy his mouth was and how he knew exactly where to touch and how to.
It was as though he'd mastered her body without even touching it with the pads of his fingers, which were toying with the material of her cotton underwear.
