"So good!"
Xia Bei couldn't stop shivering, overwhelmed by pleasure.
The physiological ecstasy was not that intense, for she really had no skill at all; it was more psychological. She used to be the aloof beauty queen of the class, the high and mighty swan. And now, here she was, pleasuring him with her hand.
Especially since she despised herself, the humiliation mixed with the thrill of coercion felt even the sweeter!
"Xu Yirong, does it feel good?"
He asked deliberately, his gaze fixated on her ample bosom, itching to grab them.
"Hmm!"
Her beautiful eyes slightly closed, a bit misty, she probably didn't even know what she was saying.
"Did you ever do this for your boyfriend?"
"No!"
She murmured, shaking her head, her body gently swaying, especially those supermodel-like legs wrapped in black silk, constantly rubbing together. Xia Bei's eyes swept over them, and his blood surged with desire.
Those legs, so long, so sexy!
