Wang Dahai quietly pushed open the door; the lights were still on in the room, and Jiang Rou was lying on the bed watching a drama.
Seeing him enter, she quickly put down her phone.
Wang Dahai, wearing only his underwear, hurried over and directly lifted the blanket to climb on top.
One hand slid under her ribs, and with a single movement, he scooped her up onto him.
His hands then slipped under her pajamas, impatiently caressing her smooth back, leaving her breathlessly moaning.
Jiang Rou could feel how intense Wang Dahai's desire was at that moment; he was like a furnace, almost melting her.
In just a few seconds, she was touched until her body was soft as mud, wet below.
She wrapped her arms around Wang Dahai's neck, offering her lips.
While kissing him, she reveled in his caresses.
She was still a virgin, unable to appreciate that true pleasure.
But even just this caressing had her irresistibly addicted.
