Su Meng wasn't the kind of woman who was overly demure like Li Lingling. The moment Su Meng felt the need, she had already thought of ways to get the photos she wanted from Chen An.
Although Chen An didn't continue chatting with Su Meng, he at least fulfilled Su Meng's needs by giving her two rather impressive photos. As Su Meng gazed at these two photos, her body seemed to melt into a puddle, her flushed cheeks sporting an extremely enticing expression.
Not lasting long, Su Meng couldn't help but slowly slide her hand toward her thighs, to explore the stimulating pleasure between her legs.
In the fantasies of her mind, Su Meng had already cast herself into a movie she had watched, playing all sorts of exhilarating and bold games with Chen An. It wasn't until her hand was covered with sticky juices that Su Meng reluctantly withdrew her hand from between her legs.
