Fan Xian stood on the dining table with bare feet.
In front of Chen Fang, she twisted her body.
As the dance continued,
she began to remove her clothes, one piece at a time.
When the last layer of fabric was stripped away,
Chen Fang picked her up from the coffee table and gently placed her on the sofa.
At that moment, Fan Xian's gaze became as fiery as it had before.
"How about we don't sleep at all tonight? I want you to take me so hard that I can't stand up the next day, okay?"
Looking at Chen Fang's handsome face, Fan Xian asked.
Chen Fang scraped her nose and said, "Bingeing like that isn't good, if we really don't sleep all night, you probably won't be able to walk tomorrow."
Upon hearing this,
Fan Xian wrapped her legs around Chen Fang's waist.
With soft affection, she said, "It doesn't matter, as long as it's you, I don't mind being swollen or broken."
With such sweet nothings,
Chen Fang could no longer hold back.
