Gong Hao's kiss moved from Fu Xi's ear to her delicate neck, before going all the way down to linger on Fu Xi's soft breasts. From time to time, he nibbled and licked her, making her moan.
Fu Xi subconsciously grabbed the blanket under her and couldn't take it anymore. She closed her fingers and felt the restless desire in her body.
Gong Hao's hand went straight to the bottom of Fu Xi's skirt, his hot palm gently rubbing against the inner wall of her delicate thighs. He then pushed aside her already drenched panties and reached his fingers in.
"Mmm… be gentle… don't…"
Fu Xi struggled slightly and turned to look out of the tent.
In order to protect them, Gong Cheng's team had set up a tent around them. It was a very quiet night here and the tent was not soundproof. Fu Xi was worried that their movements would be heard by others.
