This was the second time Zhang Ziwen had tasted Mu Qing's sweetness, fervently, intimately, insanely. Their two slick tongues greedily twirling, entangling, licking, this hot kiss lasted until the world blurred around them. It was a long overdue, breathless kiss. Neither man nor woman could bear to part their lips or their slipperily intertwined tongues. Their bodies twisted and rubbed against each other in tune with their crazed kiss, as though they yearned to melt into one another...
The suffocating heat kindled their passion, provoking their long suppressed sexual desire. Zhang Ziwen's hand roamed uncontrollably, unable to resist the temptation of her soft body. His hand slid down the small of her waist, his large palm encompassing her round buttocks, gently massaging her curves. Her dress gathered into folds beneath his touch…
"Big bad boy... don't…" Mu Qing parted her lips, letting out a sultry little gasp, unable to stand the torture of Zhang Ziwen's skillful hand.
