"Miss Wen, if you feel a significant discomfort here, it means it's already spread and needs to be eased," Dazhuang said, his hands continuing their motion without any signs of stopping.
"Then... okay," Wen Xiaoqing said, her face flushed as she silently nodded.
At that moment, their positions were incredibly suggestive. Particularly while touching Wen Xiaoqing, Dazhuang soon felt aroused, feeling himself starting to harden below.
Seemingly aware of the change, Wen Xiaoqing looked over subconsciously, her pretty face reddening even more.
They continued like this for almost half an hour.
As a woman, I could understand what Wen Xiaoqing was feeling—it must have been quite torturous.
"That's enough for today," he finally declared.
As Dazhuang stood up, Wen Xiaoqing quickly got up to dress, her cheeks so flushed they almost seemed to bleed.
