"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
"Chen Yang, gentler, gentler, it's too stimulating here! Ooo! No good, it's so itchy! So hot!"
Zhu Yanjiao pressed tightly against the partition, both hands placed against it, fingers spread wide to their limits. Her long, fair legs trembled nonstop, wanting to clamp closed, but I blocked them.
"Director Zhu, hold on for a moment!"
"Director Zhu, contract the muscles here a bit, yes, like that. Does it feel a bit better now, can you tighten them more?"
I continued to massage, stimulating her acupoints with my fingers, contracting the muscles below.
"Mm! It does feel better, I can control it now. Before it felt so weak, so loose, ah! Ah! This way... it's so stimulating!"
As I applied more force, the stimulated acupoints grew more sensitive, bringing her intense pleasure and stimulation, her body twisting violently.
Her decibel level also climbed increasingly higher.
