Chen An did not disappoint Lin Xiaoyan either, as the proud member beneath him immediately stood erect, pressing against Lin Xiaoyan's lower abdomen through her dress. At that moment, Chen An's most private part was just a layer of fabric away from being against her body.
Caught up in desire, Lin Xiaoyan's hands began to move, sliding down Chen An's chest and then hurriedly as if she couldn't wait any longer, thrust her hand into the waistband of Chen An's trousers.
While Chen An had been pleasuring himself, Lin Xiaoyan had thoroughly observed his substantial size, which was even more impressive than Old Wang's. She just didn't know what it would be like to use it.
Thinking of this made Lin Xiaoyan even more impatient, nearly ripping off Chen An's trousers on the spot.
