Bai Jing calmly studied Si Qian's penis. First, she looked at the length and the diameter. After she finished studying the data, she began to test the hardness and sensitivity.
Bai Jing was so focused that she forgot that Si Qian was not a dead object. With Si Qian's sensitivity, how could he sleep with her tormenting him like this?
"What are you doing?" Si Qian opened his eyes and saw Bai Jing was bending over with her hands wrapped around it. His voice was hoarse and his expression was difficult to describe.
Bai Jing wasn't embarrassed at all. She felt that Si Qian's reaction was a good thing. Her hands didn't stop moving. She raised her head and looked at Si Qian. Her large crystal eyes were sparkling under the orange night light.
"Do you feel anything? Is it comfortable? Do you want it?"
Si Qian felt like his entire body was about to explode. His head was buzzing and his throat was dry as if it was about to burst into flames.
