Jiang Rou's voice interrupted Chen Dashan's admiring gaze.
Without waiting for Chen Dashan to nod, Jiang Rou, wearing a mischievous smile, lay directly on the soft bed.
Her bedsheet was very soft, white with pink cartoon bunnies, adorably patterned, and the colors were fresh. The young girl lay flat on her back with an uneasy look in her eyes.
"Don't be afraid!"
It was her first time, nerves were inevitable. Chen Dashan sat on the edge of the bed to comfort her, his large hands resting on Jiang Rou's firm breasts.
His slightly rough palms, hot and burning like they were charged with electricity, sent a warm current from her peaks down to her limbs. Chen Dashan's nimble fingers circled the firm nipples, causing her to press her long white legs tightly together as she twisted and rubbed against the bed.
The tingling sensation made her frown, unsure of what to do.
She could only bite her lip hard, tears streaming down as she looked at Chen Dashan.
