Very quickly, Liu Sanming discovered an awkward issue.
Although Wang Feifei was burning with desire, impatiently eager to engage in battle with him, she had no idea how to do it...
She was, after all, inexperienced, having never gone through this before.
There was really no experience to speak of.
So at this moment, Wang Feifei was merely straddling him, her delicate hands continuously kneading the solid muscles on his chest, while below she was grinding against his big iron rod with the forceful movement of her hips.
The area down there was already slick and sticky from the grinding.
Wang Feifei's moaning grew louder but there was no next step, leaving her anxious, furrowing her brow and biting her lip.
She clearly wanted to, but didn't know how.
Liu Sanming chuckled inwardly and wordlessly, sitting up to embrace her, then instantly pressing her beneath him.
In a matter of seconds, he removed her remaining bra and lace panties.
