"Ah!"
As soon as my finger entered, Fang Yiqing's delicate body trembled violently, emitting a high-pitched scream, accompanied by a blissful shriek.
Her beautiful eyes flickered open in a flash of panic, but her addiction had fully kicked in, and without resisting, she closed her eyes again and continued to moan.
Just her luscious cheeks flushed even redder.
On this marriage bed, to bare her body to a man other than her husband and to let fingers enter her—there could be nothing more shameful for her!
But perhaps because of that, she experienced an intensity of stimulation to the extreme, her reaction was even more sensitive, vigorous, and my one finger was tightly enveloped by her.
So tight, indeed!
Because she had undergone a cesarean section, it had no effect on how tight she was, and at only around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, still very young, what was below was both tight and tender, the taste wonderfully exquisite!
