Zhang Jie had completely opened her heart to him, gradually sinking into the pleasure of the moment.
She played with the heat that couldn't be grasped in one hand, her legs slightly parted, allowing the heat to occasionally rub against the tender flesh of her thighs.
When the foreplay was almost over, Wang Dahai suddenly seized her thigh and lifted it, parting it even further.
He cradled Zhang Jie's delicate face, and she too gently opened her eyes, exhaling warm breaths as her mouth opened and closed.
"Naughty boy, do you like your sister?"
"I like it!"
Wang Dahai withdrew his hand and intertwined his fingers tightly with hers.
The friction between their fingers provided a faint stimulation even to him.
"Mrs. Zhang, close your eyes," Wang Dahai whispered and slowly moved his hips.
Feeling the heat approach, Zhang Jie gently shook beneath him, knowing what he was about to do.
"I won't, I want to watch you."
"Mmm!"
