"Mmm, ah ah... Little Tian, you're so good, going so deep, making me feel so comfortable, ah ah ah..." As I continued my assault, Yang Yaxue closed her eyes, moaning with pleasure non-stop.
Since we were in the car, where it was quite enclosed, there was no need to worry about being overheard.
The only giveaway was the car's relentless rocking, which might have tipped off any passersby.
But at that moment, desire completely clouded our judgment, and we couldn't care less about our surroundings.
"Mmm, Little Tian, I like you so much, you make me feel so good, I... I've never felt like this before, mmm ah!"
Yang Yaxue's cries became increasingly wanton, her adorable face flushed with happiness, eyes half-closed, lips slightly parted, emitting intoxicating moans.
Even more, she reached out with both hands, grasping her own peaches, and started kneading them vigorously.
