He continued massaging their breasts, his fingers teasing their nipples.
The two gasped, their bodies tensing.
"Ahh," An Zhihao moaned, her eyes fluttering closed.
"Mmm," Lin Yue whimpered, her legs trembling.
He continued, his lips tracing their necks, his fingers teasing their nipples.
"Ahh, that feels so good," An Zhihao breathed.
"Mmm, yes," Lin Yue whimpered, her eyes shut tight.
"Let's try something different," Xu Qianghua remarked, his voice low and husky.
He slid his hands down their bodies, his fingers tracing their curves.
An Zhihao and Lin Yue could not help but shudder, their eyes clouded with lust.
"W-what did you have in mind?" they asked, their voices quivering.
Xu Qianghua could not help but grin.
"I'm glad you asked," he replied, his tone playful.
"Why don't we start with this."
He placed his hands on their lower backs and pulled them closer, their breasts pressed against his chest.
