Lin Zhuangguo finished speaking and lifted Shangguan Yuer's skirt, reaching directly into her panties.
What he touched was another piece of silkiness, and he felt her little lips salivating, the clear and sparkling saliva made his fingers tease and play over them involuntarily.
"You're getting bolder, even daring to bully me?" Shangguan Yuer hadn't expected this little peasant to touch her crimson lips so directly.
"Isn't it because you wanted to do it with me!" Lin Zhuangguo recalled how Shangguan Yuer had sought him out twice to do it, which bolstered his courage quite a bit.
No matter if she was Lin Zhenghui's aunt, he thought he might as well have a go at her first.
His two fingers, like slippery eels, vanished into her wet cave in an instant, the warm walls enveloping them.
The sensation was incredibly pleasurable, especially with Shangguan Yuer's expressions, firing up a man's blood to boil.
His fingers continued to plunge and retreat, stirring inside her.
