Although she claimed otherwise, Xia Tiantian's body was very responsive, ceaselessly meeting Lin Tian's movements.
Her delicate legs, wrapped in white stockings, rubbed against Lin Tian, even wrapping around his waist.
"Tiantian, you're so pale, and especially smooth and tender," Lin Tian gasped out.
Blushing furiously at these intimate words, Xia Tiantian felt her face growing hot.
Yet inside, she was thrillingly stimulated, an intense itching sensation coursing through her as if a tiny wildcat had burrowed inside her and was scratching everywhere.
Lin Tian watched, feeling his heart catch fire, saliva nearly dripping from his mouth.
Then, he aggressively brought his face closer, kissing Xia Tiantian's body through her clothes.
But fabric could only convey so much feeling, so Lin Tian pushed aside her panties.
With that, Xia Tiantian was completely exposed before Lin Tian's eyes, clearly visible to him.
