Feng Moxiang moaned like a kitten, she had been trying her utmost to endure, but she couldn't hold it in any longer.
She had previous experience with Chen Mo, and had mentally prepared herself for this, but it was still a bit too much for her to bear. It was only their first night together, thankfully Feng Moxiang had a rich knowledge of theory, having been nurtured this way from a young age.
Chen Mo felt Feng Moxiang's squirming and knew she had been taught, aware of how to handle it.
At the same time, he remembered Yan Peipei, that girl was also quite playful, but she didn't learn these things, she endured based on her own physical conditions. Thus, she could come up with some incredibly imaginative plays that nobody else would think feasible to perform.
Feng Moxiang was very formal, her blouse open, she tried hard to move closer to Chen Mo and began moving up and down.
"Mmm, mmm... ah..."
