His lips gently touched her forehead, and his tone was so ambiguous that it was suffocating, "Whether you seduce me on purpose or not, if the towel falls off, you are destined to be unable to escape."
Zhao Yumo wanted to say something more, but his lips were covered by his again, this time far more lingering and affectionate than before.
One of his hands covered her head, melting the passionate kiss into her mouth, and the other hand gently touched her body...
Although she was separated by clothes, the warmth under his fingertips still continued to spread to her skin.
Slowly, his slender fingers began to slowly penetrate through the gaps in her clothes buttons and into her clothes.
The fingertips were warm, sliding over her delicate skin, rubbing gently, and slowly sliding towards the softest part in front of her...
Zhao Yumo took a breath of air. He wanted to resist but was unable to do so. He had to watch helplessly as he acted recklessly.
Gradually, the space between the buttons could no longer accommodate his wide palm, and he began to unbutton her buttons deftly.
The skin on her chest was immediately exposed without reservation, and his big hands began to touch greedily, slowly sliding over her plump curves...
She felt her body tense up. She didn't dare to resist, but she didn't dare to accommodate.
His lips also began to slowly slide down, moving over her pretty chin, gently rolling over the soft skin on her neck, and then sliding down to her sexy collarbone...
Finally, it slid down towards her chest, moving around and rotating around her most sensitive part...
Zhao Yumo felt that he was going crazy, his mind was about to explode in frenzy, and he begged in panic: "Don't..."
However, Zhang Yueze directly ignored her prayers, and instead became more presumptuous and bold, reaching under her knee-length skirt.
Starting from her smooth knees, he slowly touched upwards. Everywhere his fingertips touched was ignited with a burning sensation.
Gradually, his hands became more and more restless and began to move from the outside of the thigh to the inside, moving upwards...
Zhao Yumo felt that she was about to collapse completely. She wanted to shout out to stop his behavior, but the words she had time to say were swallowed deeply by him and turned into a moan.
The strong hearing stimulated his nerves, and his hands began to knead the skin of her thighs, but the force was unusually moderate, making people tremble.
She was sweating from nervousness, and it took a lot of effort to hold down his hand.