Yang Zhang froze, and he touched it again. He could guess a shape, it was a triangle, and there was a small meat flap in the middle.
Yang Zhang's hand trembled as he continued touching that triangle part. It was soft, a bit fat, and he was definitely rubbing Katarang's clit right now.
"Umm… uh…" Katarang mumbled. She was feeling an indescribable pleasure even though she was still unconscious right now.
Yang Zhang gulped as he continued patting on Katarang's clit under the jacket. He looked at Katarang, whose face gradually turned reddish.
She seemed unconscious, but the bodily reaction was natural as Yang Zhang continued patting her pussy.
Yang Zhang was doing this on autopilot right now. He was dazed as his focus was only on Katarang's face.
He wouldn't lie. The first time he saw Katarang, the only thing in his mind was how beautiful and sexy her body was.
