Tang Yu's stiff body gradually softened.
Miles' kiss was mature, making her feel very comfortable.
Moreover, she had actually grown to feel rather fond of such an intimate kiss!
The tip of his tongue continuously teased the tip of hers, as his lips continuously smacked against her lips.
Saliva was exchanged profusely in the kiss. Their tongues danced back and forth, and their lips moved in sync. They both suppressed the desire to pounce on the other's golden bellies.
All of a sudden, Tang Yu snapped away.
Miles' hand had dug into her clothes.
His large hand was pressing against her back, instantly snapping open her underwear.
Miles lifted the hem of Tang Yu's clothes, pushing the bra away.
Gently caressing Tang Yu's slender waist, his other hand held on to one of her breasts.
His index finger gently stroked the tip, while his palm caressed the soft flesh, scratching and pinching on it.
