After a long while, their lips finally parted.
Lin Hao looked at the blushing, enchanting young girl in his arms, her bashful and reserved demeanor instantly triggered a desire to pin her against the desk and ravish her.
However, fortunately, he had just had two rounds with Sister Jingjing this morning, so his lust wasn't as intense now.
Lu Xiaodan glanced down and noticed Lin Hao's hand had been kneading her breasts, watching her beautiful peaks change shapes in his hands, making her feel even more shy.
She couldn't quite understand; she had kneaded her own breasts before, yet it wasn't as pleasurable as when Lin Hao touched them. What's going on?
Could it be this man's hands possess Magic Power?
Unable to withstand the allure of the two enticing buds any longer, Lin Hao lowered his head, extending his tongue, slowly approaching one of the rosy cherries.
Watching the tongue draw near, Lu Xiaodan grew anxious, her chest rising and falling, her little heart pounding wildly.
