"Oooh!"
"Don't touch me!"
Jiang Rou twisted her head to escape his kiss, holding her hands in front of her chest, barely blocking his advance.
Both were panting heavily.
Jiang Rou's virginal body was highly sensitive, barely keeping control under his kisses and touches.
Her eyes brimming with shy anger, she glared at him, "Get away from me!"
Wang Dahai, however, didn't retreat; her face was flushed red, like a ripe peach, enticing and dripping with allure.
"It's just practice, why so tense?" Wang Dahai said with a light chuckle.
"Take your hands off!"
"Who kisses without touching breasts?"
"I won't let you touch them anyway!"
"Alright, alright, I won't touch."
Wang Dahai took out his hands, saying, "Is this okay? Shall we continue?"
Jiang Rou bit her lip, her heartbeat racing, she hummed softly in agreement.
No sooner had Wang Dahai leaned in to continue kissing her than Jiang Rou dodged away.
"What's wrong now?"
"You, you go slower, it's my first kiss."
