"Keep going! If I don't say stop, don't stop."
Those words from Bai Man left Su Fan somewhat puzzled.
But this woman was always somewhat different, and Su Fan didn't think much about it.
Moreover, when he had slapped Bai Man's full bosom just now, his heart had trembled.
It was as if Bai Man had opened a new door for him.
"Smack!"
Su Fan raised his hand and slapped toward her plump bosom.
Bai Man's expression turned peculiar.
Clearly in pain, she furrowed her brows, but her eyes grew more dazed after the furrow, and her pretty face was filled with a look of enjoyment.
Just as Su Fan was about to deliver a few more blows, Bai Man grabbed his hand again.
"Like this."
This time, Bai Man lifted the hem of her long T-shirt.
Guided by her, Su Fan's hand plunged forward, unobstructed, and touched Bai Man's pale, smooth skin.
Bai Man, wielding his hand like a tool, gradually exerted pressure.
Causing Su Fan's fingers to sink into her snowy peaks.
