Zhao Tian sat against the headboard of the bed, and the robe parted to reveal the hard lines of his chest.
Ji Shuang was sitting on his lap in her loose nightgown, and the fabric slipped slightly to reveal the tops of her enormous breasts.
His arms wrapped around her from behind, and his hands were resting just below her breasts as his fingers gently caressed the soft, sensitive skin through the thin material.
"Hnngh…" Ji Shuang's soft moan escaped her lips as she leaned back fully into his embrace, her head resting against his shoulder.
Zhao Tian's fingers glided up to caress her enormous breasts through the nightgown.
"So… tomorrow is the marriage ceremony…" Ji Shuang muttered under her breath.
"Hm..." He hummed under his breath, and his lips brushed the curve of her neck, kissing the warm skin with a gentle touch.
