"Ah!"
Pan Yufen's movement froze, bending over while my towering ferocity was already close to thrusting in front of her, trembling before her eyes.
She lowered her head, her face not visible, but certainly flushed red, and her hand holding my pants shivered several times.
"Xiao Yang, you... how could you..."
After stealing a few more glances, she turned her face away and continued to squat down, pulling my pants down below my knees.
Once squatted, her butt cheeks became even more pronounced, both large and plump, so full they seemed ready to burst the seams of her pants, striking my eyes with force.
I grew even more excited, the Great General trembling even harder before her, thrusting forward slightly.
"Sister Pan, I... I can't help it!"
I gasped for air, lifted a foot, letting her strip off my pants, leaving only a thin layer of underwear on me, barely covering anything.
