A scalding sensation rushed over her, and Jiang Jing's delicate body suddenly trembled as if she were about to be intoxicated.
For a dissatisfied young wife like her, Chen Bin's manhood was far too tempting. With just a gentle nudge, Jiang Jing was immediately enraptured.
"Bin, we can't do this... Xiaoxue is about to come down," Jiang Jing begged immediately.
With a sly laugh, Chen Bin wrapped his arms around Jiang Jing, saying, "Rubbing up against each other should be all right, sister-in-law. Your legs and hips are so voluptuous; I've wanted to try them out for ages."
"This..." Jiang Jing, one hand holding a pot and the other a spatula, said in a tender voice, "Do you see me stopping you?"
With her consent, Chen Bin made a slight movement, and the sensation was incredibly comfortable.
Looking at Jiang Jing, her reaction was even more overwhelming; she shook like a sieve, her legs going weak.
"Bin, Bin please, stop it, I can't take it," she pleaded.