The man took advantage of the pretense of bathing to act "ferociously," naturally rocking the core theme, deliberately squeezing a handful of shower gel and sliding his large hand over the small woman's chest, beginning to seductively circle around, kneading firmly and gently.
Qian Sisi gasped sharply, her body instinctively arched toward the palm of his hand, her sensitive buds becoming even more sensitive. Without a doubt, this was Bai Cheng'an's doing.
Bai Cheng'an's large hand didn't linger for long, continuing to glide toward her lower abdomen. Qian Sisi breathed rapidly, her heartbeat racing; she had already completely forgotten to resist. Her whole being was focused on the man's skillful fingers, her mood fluctuating with their movement like the tides, unceasingly surging.
