268 It was Still a Fail

After massaging Lu Fang with her bottom cheeks, Andrea decided to torture him even more. She grabbed the oil lubricant and poured it to the man's body while turning sideways. Then, she laid on her back on top of him. 

They kissed as she glided onto his chest, both her hands raised, holding on to the edge of the tub to keep herself steady. As her head rested just above his shoulders, she turned to her right to maintain their passionate kisses. 

Lu Fang's hands were restless at that point. He was firmly kneading her breast with one hand and the other reaching to her clit, stimulating it thoroughly with a delicate circular motion. 

The man thought, if his wife wasn't going to let him reach orgasm soon, he would let her get one. Surely, she would come begging him inside her then. He already knew her weakness.