Every time Richard touched her skin, Anxia felt hot. She even found herself dissatisfied with the feather-like touch. She wanted more even though she should have resisted it.
Because of the good news and permission to get in touch with Ling Meng, her heart was defenseless against Richard's advances.
A dangerous alarm sounded in her head when she felt Richard's hand slip through her shirt. Her lower part tingled as she sensed Richard's hands stroking her back affectionately. Richard was getting bolder in his hand movements when he heard the sexy groans coming from his wife.
He knew that he shouldn't be doing this in the dining hall. Every now and then, people come to this place considering that soon lunchtime will arrive.
The maids would go in and out to prepare dishes for him, his wife, and Lori. It's just that Richard was already starving for his wife's skin, so he couldn't keep his hands from stroking Anxia's beautiful body.
