Chen Mo pressed his lips against the black, semi-transparent lace panties, kissing them slowly.
Feeling the friction from the panties and the weight of Chen Mo's breaths, the sensation traveled through the garment to her most intimate region.
Lew Qingyi had already reached a state of complete confusion and enchantment.
Her initial moans were very restrained, carrying a hint of shyness, hesitant to fully emerge.
But now, Lew Qingyi no longer held back any restraint.
Lew Qingyi's moans also carried a melody of pleasure.
Just listening to these sounds of affection could involuntarily conjure up the stimulating scene in one's mind,
and unconsciously intensify the desires within.
Chen Mo's prominent nose, separated by the panties, nestled into the crevice of her secret forest.
Sliding upwards, the panties had already been pushed down into an elongated indentation, like a narrow slit of heaven.
Chen Mo was slowly teasing that sensitive area.
