"Chen Yang, what are you doing? Stop! Please, stop!"
"Chen Yang, don't do this, I will never like you, even if you have my body... Chen Yang, I have a boyfriend, I'm getting married soon! We are so happy, please let me go, okay?"
"I am sick now! I feel so terrible!"
Zhang Huan struggled nonstop, begging, her voice tinged with tears, her beautiful eyes bloodshot and filled with utter panic.
Yet, she hadn't much strength, she was extremely weak.
Once I pulled down her bra, she covered her chest with both hands, but her pale breasts were too large to be concealed completely, only partly covered, leaving two tender and tempting cherries exposed.
And at that moment, I had already grabbed the edge of her panties and pulled them down, revealing an incredibly beautiful view.
So pink!
What caught my eye was a delicate span of tender pink like glazed porcelain, sparse vegetation, just a few strands, the hills slightly plump, beneath them a slender, soul-stirring crevice...
