Sun Bingrou had not been touched by her husband in two or three years, and Zhang Yang's sudden feasting on her ignited an intense desire that climbed instantly.
Yet the shame in her heart made it hard for her to accept it, and she kept pushing Zhang Yang's head away.
But the numbing sensation throughout her body left her with hardly any strength.
"Ah!!!" Sun Bingrou moaned uncontrollably.
At the same time, she tightly hugged Zhang Yang's head with both hands, ceasing her pushing.
"Teacher Sun, does that feel good? Your large grapes are really sexy, so delicious, I just can't stop, can't get enough."
Hearing Zhang Yang's suggestive words made Sun Bingrou's heart tremble, and her delicate body shook incessantly.
"No... It's not okay, Zhang Yang, please stop, I can't take it anymore."
Sun Bingrou felt that if this continued, she would truly be unable to extricate herself.
It was hard for her to admit, but it was really too pleasurable.
