Yang Fan really resorted to violence.
After sensing Pan Xiaoxia's reluctance wasn't so firm, he didn't hesitate to take the plunge.
Letting go with his right hand, he tore off the crimson panties and pressed his body onto hers.
The shape was like a perfect replica of Blooming Flower's valley in full bloom, already incredibly moist from his previous finger play, fully meeting his conditions for entry.
Plop...
"Ah!"
Pan Xiaoxia glared at Yang Fan, suddenly biting down hard on his shoulder, "Take it out."
"It'll come out when it's time, but definitely not now," Yang Fan said.
Pan Xiaoxia cursed with embarrassment and anger, "You asshole, do you know where we are? What if someone comes in and sees us?"
She was actually worried about this place.
That hope was practically laid out bare.
"I've already locked the door behind us," Yang Fan said. "Dinner can wait, but we certainly can't, I truly wish to keep it inside forever."
