At this moment, Ma Xiaorong was clinging to Chen Yang like a little koala. Her petite, delicate frame looked utterly tiny against Chen Yang's tall, powerful build, making her seem almost childlike. The snowy-white mounds of her breasts bounced against his chest, repeatedly flattening with each movement. The intense friction sent waves of stimulation through Ma Xiaorong, leaving her completely immersed in the sensation.
Back at the villa, she had watched with burning envy as Chen Yang fiercely satisfied Xiao Huiyun, pushing her to climax again and again. Now, she was finally experiencing that same state of bliss. It was an exquisite experience beyond description, an extraordinary thrill that her husband had never once given her in all their years of marriage.
BUZZ. The phone vibrated again, spoiling the moment. Chen Yang paused, much to the displeasure of a flushed and thoroughly aroused Ma Xiaorong. She didn't want him to stop.
