Wu Xue's delicate voice was like a caress to the heart, making Chen An's heart melt with sweetness. Unlike other mature and sexy women, despite Wu Xue's figure not being as exaggerated, her unique aura was enough to excite Chen An tremendously.
Wu Xue's request seemed to fuel Chen An's passion even more, plunging them both deeper into their delightful pleasure. Wu Xue, emboldened in the moment, shed her previous shyness and reserve, coordinating with each of Chen An's movements.
Whispers of ambiguous panting spread between them, and in their mutual abandon, the stubborn consciousness in Wu Xue's mind gradually began to shift, subtly crumbling without her noticing.
Chen An couldn't deny that among all the women he had tasted, Wu Xue was the most refreshing, yet this very sensation was satisfying the exquisite thrill in his heart.
