"Hurry up, are you done washing?" Chen An's voice became heavy and hoarse; he had nearly reached the limit of his patience. He pressed Li Lingling hard, forcing her beneath him. But Li Lingling's movements under him were anything but brisk, taking much longer than necessary.
Li Lingling did not respond; after getting used to it for a while, she no longer felt the initial awkwardness. Thinking about this scorching, enormous thing about to enter her body excited her, and Li Lingling began to take it seriously, carefully washing Chen An clean.
Chen An could not endure Li Lingling's teasing any longer. He reached out with his rough hands and suddenly grasped the firm and soft mounds in front of Li Lingling's chest, feeling her smooth, womanly skin.
