Li Chen's hands grew bolder, pressing down harder.
Through the skirt, he couldn't pry apart the plump cheeks within, so he could only try his best to locate the sensitive spot and press firmly.
"Ah! Ah! Doctor Li, you're pressing too hard!"
"Ah! Don't press like that! It's so embarrassing! My panties are getting wet! Stop it! Stop it..."
After a while, Shan Qingxuan couldn't take it anymore.
The physical reaction was one aspect; it was arousing, though not overwhelmingly so, but even that faint feeling, when pressed by a strange man, was an intense stimulus to her.
Her delicate hands reached down, attempting to stop Li Chen's hands from continuing.
A soft, boneless hand rested on his hand.
Her fair fingers were slender and elegant, exquisitely beautiful.
To stop Li Chen, Shan Qingxuan pressed down hard, her skin's touch soft and slick, making Li Chen feel extremely comfortable.
Moreover, he could feel that within her panties, the Secret Garden was beginning to moisten.
