From the previous few encounters, Zhao Chi knew Song Yan was a woman with a repressed sensuality, one who had great potential to act the harlot under his temptation. Yet, he didn't expect this woman to be so insatiable, so provocatively lascivious that even Zhao Chi felt somewhat overwhelmed.
Extending his hand, Zhao Chi took hold of Song Yan's ample bosom, releasing her pink peak, and whispered into her ear, "Sister-in-law, be quieter, what if the neighbors hear us..."
"Mhm... Zhao Chi, I can't help it..."
"I... I feel so uncomfortable... It's like I'm being burned alive..."
"Hmm... Zhao Chi... ah... I want... it's too much..."
Song Yan twisted her delicate body in distress, struggling to contain her urges to moan loudly, her pretty face blushing with shame as she kept gasping and moaning softly.
Seeing Song Yan in such a state, Zhao Chi's fingers, which were stroking below, suddenly pressed hard, directly over the center through her underwear.
"Uh... Ah..."
