Her seductive tone was like a flame landing on my dry tinder, completely igniting the fire that I could no longer suppress.
I pressed her against the partition in the private room and impatiently grasped that enticing pair of soft, white peaches.
Comfortable, oh so comfortable.
The supreme feel nearly made me moan out loud.
I could bear it no longer, so I pushed her bra up and took one of the buds into my mouth.
"Ah...!"
The immediate pleasure made her let out a high-pitched chant.
But she quickly realized that we were in a private room at an internet café, with staff and other customers outside, any of whom might discover us at any moment.
So, she hurriedly freed one hand to cover her mouth, desperately trying to keep herself from making too much noise.
"Mmm, mmm..."
The high-pitched chant turned into low murmurs, and her expression gradually became more alluring.
Clearly, I had made her comfortable, to the point of no return.
