He didn't stand steady, and was pulled in all of a sudden.
The room was pitch-dark, and he felt a clumsy person embrace him from behind, two generous mounds of softness pressed against his back without any barrier, communicating a thrilling tremor.
Oh my!
Wang Ran's heartbeat accelerated rapidly, he felt dry mouthed and his tongue parched, an indescribable flutter arose in his heart.
"Sorry, naughty treasure..."
The muffled voice drilled into his ear, like a spark falling into dry kindling, igniting a raging fire deep within him.
He turned around and embraced the shy girl in the darkness.
They clung tightly to each other, fitting together like a convex and a concave, every inch of their skin rubbing against one another.
Wang Ran pressed the girl against the door.
His hands stroked up and down the slender waist of the girl, eliciting moans that scattered the soul and softened the bone, each sound melodiously heart-wrenching.
Wang Ran was gradually losing control.
