"So cold!"
Having been stripped of her pants and underwear by me, that beautifully tender Peach Garden was now exposed, shivering nonstop as I gently wiped it with a wet towel, Xia Shiyi's delicate body trembled.
Half because of the cold, half because of the pleasurable comfort.
She leaned against the wall, her face as beautiful as a Heavenly Immortal's, flushed and shyly looking at me.
Oh!
My lips pressed against hers, my tongue slipping into that warm, slippery Peach Garden of hers, eliciting moans of delight.
It felt incredible!
Especially in such cold weather, that warmth felt especially wondrous and soul-stirring!
"Ah! Ah! Xiao Chen, your tongue, it's so warm! So comfortable!" She, too, couldn't help but scream out, the pleasure peaking.
This was her home's corridor, just through one door lay the entrance to her place, and there could always be someone passing by, making it undoubtedly thrilling for us.
