Heavy panting echoed before Chen An's nose, and the air was filled with the distinctive scent left by the passionate encounter between a man and a woman. Under the novel stimulation provided by Wang Ping and her husband, Chen An felt the thing beneath him become increasingly sensitive.
Suddenly, as if struck by an urge, Chen An clasped Wang Ping's buttocks even tighter, and, unable to hold back, he smacked her alluring backside with a hefty slap!
A crisp sound filled the room, followed immediately by Wang Ping's charming voice.
"Ah, what are you doing? It's so shameful to suddenly do that, I'm so embarrassed..."
"Embarrassed? You, a woman who's out on the streets, wouldn't even know what embarrassment is. Giving your husband pleasure on one side while I take you from behind on the other; you must be in heaven already!"
