Wang Hao took a deep breath when he saw this, leaned down, and kissed Xia Xue's alluring lips.
Xia Xue passionately responded, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck and her legs around his waist.
This was the most direct, most primal contact, as if both their souls had melted together.
Gradually, Xia Xue's clothes became fewer, revealing large swathes of her fair skin, and even the towering peaks of her chest...
Wang Hao was exhilarated, one hand naturally finding its way into Xia Xue's gossamer-thin lingerie, grasping a handful of roundness, while his other hand slid up her skirt to grip her pert buttocks, kneading them forcefully.
Xia Xue's breathing quickened, her body trembling slightly, making soft moaning sounds.
The two forgot everything, as if there were only them left in the world.
Gradually, Xia Xue felt like she was going to die, her whole body tingling incessantly.
