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Wang Dahai rolled to his side and placed his hand on Yan Jing's waist.
His relationship with Xu Xixi couldn't be cut off in a flash, but with Yan Jing, things could end abruptly; naturally, he had to take good care of her.
Her delicate and soft small waist, truly, no amount of play was enough.
After touching for a while, Wang Dahai moved up along the nightgown, grabbing hold of her fullness.
Yan Jing was genuinely exhausted, having gone crazy earlier and again in the evening.
She had been busy preparing for the engagement the next day, and now, after falling asleep, she was dead to the world.
Wang Dahai even doubted that if he were a bit rougher, a bit louder, she probably wouldn't wake up.
Without the worry of time, he fondled her to his heart's content.
His hand wandered down to her large buttocks and discovered she wasn't wearing anything below.
Had she gone straight to sleep after they had done it earlier?
That certainly made things easier for him.
