"Mmm... Mmm-hmm..."
"Xu Tian, I never realized your massage techniques were so exquisite. How come I never noticed before?"
Song Yazhi closed her eyes, a look of pure bliss on her face.
"That's normal. After all, back in school, I was quite the introvert," I said with a bitter smile.
"Ah... If only I hadn't married so early, and now, look at me, you belong to Yaxue, and I've lost my chance..."
Song Yazhi looked at me with a face full of wistful longing. "Good at massages, and that thing of yours is so big, what a pity, out of sight, out of mind."
"Ah, stop... stop it, don't touch there, ah ah ah..."
When my fingers once again brushed her sensitive spot, she couldn't help but start moaning again.
"Alright, the massage is done."
Seeing that she really couldn't take it anymore, if I continued like this, I was genuinely worried she might lose control and pounce on me.
"Ah? It's... it's over?"
