Song Yiran panted crazily, her body was hot, her face was hot, even her fragrant breath was scorching, burning me.
She bit my lips forcefully, kissed me intensely, and even arrogantly slipped in.
Her little tongue, soft and slippery, filled my entire mouth with an alluring fragrance; just being kissed like this made me ecstatic, close to exploding.
Her two large tender breasts kept grinding against me, and her beautiful legs were even clasping my Great General, even through the pants, it felt extremely good.
I was completely dumbfounded.
I hadn't expected Sister Yiran's reaction to be so intense, which made me both happy and troubled.
I was happy that Sister Yiran had accepted me in her heart and craved me, igniting instantly; the previous shyness was because our status didn't allow it.
But now, as her craving kicked in, she disregarded any concern for status or morality, totally controlled by desire.
Yet, the trouble was, I was still somewhat sober, knowing this was wrong.
