As Shi Lan's palm fell against her buttocks, something rushed through her, slamming against her network of nerves. Sui Rong's entire body seemed to shut down from the overload of what surged through her.
It was a profound excitement, one that she had never in her life thought was possible to be felt. Her body shuddered in strange and exotic patterns and she felt so many alien sensations that she couldn't even name.
Sometimes her body was stretching like it was going to cross an elastic limit, other times she was folding like she had severe cold.
And without stopping, Shi Lan's hand continued to rise and fall, slapping her pearl buttocks, and making the shockwaves of pleasure explode through her body.
Her face was beguiled by a strange lust, every slap on her rear intensified on her face and made her wish for vile things.
Things, she simply was ashamed of herself for thinking.
