Hearing her moans, I became exceptionally excited, nibbling on her bud while my other hand forcefully kneaded her peach.
Suzan was very cooperative, her mouth constantly uttering lewd words, stimulating my nerves.
"Moan louder, even louder, I like it."
While I played with her body, I urged her to let go and scream.
After all, Liu Wenhua had booked the room for us; it was only right to let him hear something enjoyable, right?
Most importantly, playing with Suzan in front of him made me feel great—the louder she screamed, the more it proved my prowess.
Men, after all, want other men to admire them.
I was no exception.
"Mmm, aahhh..."
"I'm dying, I'm dying, you're making it feel so good, you jerk, you little scoundrel... ahhh..."
Under my relentless teasing, Suzan's shrieks became incredibly piercing. You wouldn't just be able to hear her from inside the room, but probably clearly from outside as well.
