Li Qiang's large hand tightly encircled Xin Ziyi's waist, kneading the soft flesh along her waist.
Xin Ziyi felt her entire body heat up, a tingling sensation spreading from her waist and abdomen, like ripples on a calm water surface, trembling incessantly.
"Can you, can you stop pinching, I've never been this close to a man before." Xin Ziyi's face flushed, her breaths coming in quick gasps, the strange feeling in her body leaving her brain unable to think.
Li Qiang's warm breath sprinkled on Xin Ziyi's cheeks, "Oh, you don't like it? Speaking of which, I am quite curious if Mr. Xin's body is as hard as your mouth."
Xin Ziyi couldn't help but moan, tingles washing over her ears, that itchy feeling as if a feather was caressing over it.
Li Qiang's hand traveled up Xin Ziyi's waist, soon reaching those ample peaks. He precisely found the summit of the peak, and then, with a squeeze, the soft touch filled his palm.
