After holding back like that for more than three years, it was easy to imagine how intense her desire had become.
In ordinary circumstances, she could control herself well.
But now that she knew she was going to be intimate with Wang Yue, she couldn't help being drawn to him.
With those mixed feelings, Shen Siying walked over to Wang Yue and said softly, "Yue'er, sit down."
Wang Yue sat on the edge of the bed as she asked, then spread his legs at her direction.
Shen Siying crouched between his legs, reached out her right hand, and slowly wrapped it around his stiff cock.
She'd known how big it was just by looking, but only now, with it in her hand, did she truly understand its size.
Her fingers were quite long, yet when she wrapped them around his cock, her thumb and middle finger only just touched. It was actually thicker than her wrist.
And as for its length, even with her whole hand around it, she could only cover a third.
It was huge!
