Back in her own bedroom, Zhou Feifei had just escaped a close encounter. She was in a state of panic, covering her chest with a blush of shyness on her pretty face. Her trembling hands tightly grasped the bedsheets as she was overwhelmed by the memories of what had just happened.
The residual warmth from her brother-in-law Zhao Chi's fervent touch lingered on her body, involuntarily drawing her back to the passionate moments, thinking of his strong, hot body and the soft tongue stirring passionately inside her mouth.
The more Zhou Feifei thought about it, the quicker her breath became, and the heavier her panting grew. Her flushed face was filled with longing even though her mind was ridden with revulsion and resistance towards such thoughts, her body unconsciously yearned for that stimulating sensation.
