Yang Fan sank into the enticing body of Yu Hong Dou, feeling as though his body was on fire, eagerly and greedily wishing he could meld this beautiful girl into his own flesh.
Her delicate beauty surpassed all the flowers in the world, and just a slight whiff was enough to make one succumb.
After toying with that pair of small, full breasts, Yang Fan was no longer satisfied with just that, his left hand quickly wandered down, pushing into the girl's tight jeans.
But as soon as he felt the trace of hair, Yu Hong Dou, like a startled fawn, quickly fled from Yang Fan's body, "That's... that's enough, you can't touch anymore. It was supposed to be just a kiss, and you even touched up there, I wasn't prepared at all, since I didn't stop you... but down there, I really can't..."
