"Zhang Yang, you... you better stop."
At that moment, Sun Bingrou hadn't expected her body to react so intensely under such circumstances.
Every spank from Zhang Yang was like a muffled thunderclap striking directly at Sun Bingrou's heart.
Clad in nothing but tiny panties, her nearly naked body seemed to be in a storm of great heights, quivering in a tense, tingling tremor.
Sun Bingrou actually found herself craving and looking forward to this sensation.
Zhang Yang's sudden dominance only added to her shameful thrill of being conquered.
She wanted to respond to Zhang Yang, secretly hoping he would quickly touch her most sensitive spot instead of just skirting around the edge.
But the shame inside her wouldn't let her speak out.
Officially, Zhang Yang was her student.
"Stop? Teacher Sun, a wrong answer should be punished," Zhang Yang said with a mischievous grin.
Feeling Sun Bingrou's body's reactions clearly, Zhang Yang wouldn't miss this opportunity.
