I glared, my face flushed with red-hot excitement.
Miss Fang's pair, too, was of utmost delicacy, the delightful taste still haunting my dreams.
"What's wrong?"
I suppressed the heat in my heart and asked.
"Dr. Chen, it hurts, it suddenly hurts so much here!" Yiqing pointed to her own tender whiteness, her face a picture of panic, "I don't know why, it's never hurt like this before."
"It hurts?"
I paused for a moment, turned to close the door, walked over, then crouched down to carefully examine the exquisite beauty before my eyes—so white, so large, incredibly full and perky, shaped to perfection.
Especially those cherries, dangling their tempting sweetness, made me unable to resist the urge to bite into them, to savor them to my heart's content!
So fragrant!
I took a deep sniff, her refreshing scent mixed with the sweetness of her nectar, intertwined, itchy desire in my heart, utterly intoxicating.
"I'll touch them, okay?"
"Mm!"
