Buzz! Buzz!
The phone rang.
Immersed in passion, our fervent kissing abruptly came to a halt, as we both momentarily regained our senses, and our actions ceased.
At this moment, Zhu Yanjiao was held in my embrace, her delicate buttocks perched on the table, her long white legs spread open and wrapped around my waist, while her arms clung tightly to my back.
We were still kissing, tongues entwined, savoring each other's saliva.
Her beautiful eyes opened, becoming clear-headed and locking eyes with mine for an instant before she hastily blinked, quickly looking away, and her tongue also disengaged from mine as she turned her face aside.
She was extremely shy, her entire body trembling as if she couldn't quite believe that we had gone this far…
"Chen Yang, don't…"
Looking down, I saw myself still positioned at her entrance, the enormity of my arousal causing her to shiver with embarrassment, longing to stop me with her hand yet not daring to touch.
"I… I feel uncomfortable!"
