Especially now, dressed in yoga attire, she had a different kind of allure.
I have to say, this Xiao Qi's attraction to me is completely different from other women, especially now under such proactive circumstances.
I stepped forward, caressing Xiao Qi's face, my gaze boldly roaming over her body. Xiao Qi wasn't shy; she even arched her softness against me.
Feeling the warmth in my embrace, my blood began to boil. I had a certain fondness for Xiao Qi, but since the reception desk always had shifting schedules, we rarely got to meet.
I couldn't help but kiss Xiao Qi's lips, the cool softness drawing me in irresistibly.
The softness before me pressed against my chest, and her tender tongue pried open my lips, delving inward. With passions flaring, my fingers unconsciously reached for Xiao Qi's lower body.
My fingers trailed downward, finally resting at Xiao Qi's private area, gently stroking, feeling the moisture there.
