"Ah! Ah! That feels so good! Harder, you little bastard! Didn't you eat? Give it some strength, massage well!"
Su Ya moaned incessantly with pleasure, cursing at me from time to time, as if it brought her great pleasure!
And I, too, enjoyed it.
Teacher Su Ya's figure was superb—very voluptuous, making her particularly comfortable to massage, especially her slim little waist, which felt smooth and tender even through her clothes.
Her breasts were large, and her butt was super big, but her waist was very thin.
I occasionally glanced down at her plump and perky fine butt but didn't rush to slide down, continuing to massage her waist, her back, and even gave her neck a rub.
"Mmm! That feels too good! You little bastard, I didn't expect you to be so skilled! You really have the touch!" Su Ya moaned, her body twisting slightly, especially her long legs in black stockings, which she kept rubbing unconsciously together.
She must have been overflowing by now!
I took a look down.
