The desires I had suppressed surged up with a powerful yearning.
Wang Jingya's expression was like that of a wronged wife, willing to give herself for her husband's happiness.
It brought immense comfort to my soul.
"Maybe we shouldn't do this now. Let me take you to a hotel to change clothes and take a bath first."
I swallowed hard and spoke against my heart.
"Didn't you just say you felt it a lot? Don't you like me being like this?"
Wang Jingya got a bit anxious, grabbing my hand and placing it eagerly on her honeydews.
Her skin, smooth as white jade, glided instantly beneath my fingers.
Zero distance touching filled with warmth and yielding softness.
I gently moved my fingers, and those honeydews swayed side to side constantly.
So comfortable!
Like two mischievous balloons.
I subconsciously indulged.
Letting the honeydews joyfully change shape in my hand.
When my fingers landed on those two raspberries, a moist sensation quietly bloomed between them.
