Chen Bin's voice was like the devil's whisper, tempting Zhao Xinmei to step into the abyss.
At the same time, his broad right hand slid slowly down from Zhao Xinmei's massive breasts, drifting to the valley below.
He teased her lightly through her panties, and Zhao Xinmei's breath quickened instantly.
"No, I—I'm really too nervous like this. Xiao Bin, stop, I need to go to the bathroom."
Zhao Xinmei struggled weakly, her eyes darting toward the front door.
In the thick of this tense atmosphere, she even had the urge to wet herself.
"Mom, don't worry. Cars in the Imperial Capital are famously stuck in traffic, Ma Juan won't be back too early—we should hurry up and get started."
While seducing Zhao Xinmei, Chen Bin was already unzipping his pants, releasing his raging hard-on.
As his cock rubbed against her round ass through her panties, Zhao Xinmei let out helpless moans.
"Mmm~ Xiao Bin, are you sure we won't get caught doing this?"
