"Ah… stop it… who even does this… stops the car halfway… to… to do this…"
Inside the service area, Zhu Dan, pinned down by Lin Fan, was ceaselessly panting.
This guy had been touching her all the way, and suddenly he stopped the car and wanted to do this. Feeling the impact from her raised buttocks, she had no choice but to lift her butt up, lie on the back seat, and endure his fierce assault.
"Old books say, 'To stop the car, to make love as the maple leaves turn red in the late evening, with frost leaves redder than February flowers.' I am just following the ancients."
Pounding Zhu Dan's round buttocks, kneading the explosive breasts that he had been playing with all along, Lin Fan said with a wicked smile beside her ear.
"That… 'To stop the car, to make love…' doesn't mean this… you're simply… deceiving!"
