Yang Wei's hand continued to savor the touch of Huo Yue's bare breasts.
Directly feeling such big breasts heightened his excitement, causing an immediate reaction in his pants.
His heart banged tirelessly, a sensation he hadn't experienced since Mu Lin.
Huo Yue's breasts, now exposed from beneath the pulled-up dress, carried a slight sheen of sweat, an inevitable result given the tightness of her cheongsam and the largeness of her boobs.
Yang Wei's palms glided along the moistness of her breasts, using her sweaty body in more creative ways.
As he explored further, he discovered something with a distinct texture—a sexual pulse from his palms, strong protrusions at the tips of her breasts.
Indeed, these were Huo Yue's rock-hard, springy nipples.
Without hesitation, his fingers tightly pinched and twisted those nipples as if starting a car with a key.
