Listening to Sun Bingrou's panting, Zhang Yang was also thrilled and excited, speeding up the friction of his fingers.
Finally, Sun Bingrou covered her mouth and let out a low moan while her buttocks trembled.
She actually reached the peak of pleasure through her yoga pants because of Zhang Yang.
At that moment, Zhang Yang's hand was still gently caressing that plump area below, already feeling that the area around her crotch was wet.
Zhang Yang crouched down and saw indeed that the crotch area of the yoga pants was wet.
The voluptuous contour was even more defined, and he could even see the outline of the panties inside.
"Teacher, you're so naughty; it makes me want to lick so badly," he said.
Sun Bingrou was startled and quickly covered her lower part with her hands, "Don't look anymore. It's all your fault. I need to be careful today. If someone sees, they might think I wet my pants."
As she spoke, Sun Bingrou hurriedly put on her white coat.
