Zhao Chi was kissing Song Yan's pretty face and her sparkling, translucent ears while slowly lifting her clothes with his other hand.
As Zhao Chi proceeded, Song Yan's snow-white, plump breasts suddenly bounced forth, entirely exposed to the air.
Feeling her breasts completely unveiled before Zhao Chi, Song Yan became even more excited, her breaths quick and fiery as they sprayed onto Zhao Chi's face. Her soft hands roamed his body unconsciously, as if she had nowhere else to place them.
Zhao Chi lowered his head, greedily staring at Song Yan's attractive, fair breasts, and then took the tender cherry on top into his mouth, panting with excitement. As his tongue played and teased her, Song Yan couldn't help but let out a loud moan.
Song Yan, who was already someone's wife, felt no shame in such a fiery encounter; rather, seduced by Zhao Chi's teasing, she moaned lasciviously, arched her chest forward, and let Zhao Chi fondle her at will.
