"Ah! Ah! Xiao Chen, slow down... too fast, gentler, ah!"
"It's so stimulating! Ah! You touched there again, Sister can't take it, ah! Ah!"
Li Yiren immediately started calling out.
Lying on the sofa, her body writhed wildly, her red lips parted, moans of ecstasy continuously drifting out.
The intense reaction even made Li Chen stammer for a moment.
He had just started moving, not yet going at full throttle, and yet her response was so overwhelming.
Too sensitive?
Or too ashamed?
Then recalling she hadn't done it in a long time, perhaps it was a bit of both.
Gazing at that beautiful face, her exquisite eyes growing more and more bewildered, shining with bashful and enticing light, he was deeply attracted and deeply stimulated.
Raising her hand to spread her bent legs even wider, his probing fingers began to accelerate.
"Mm! Ah! Ah! So itchy! So comfortable!"
"No... no, Xiao Chen is examining me, treating my illness, ah! Ah!"
