Wang Dahai still preferred to rent a hotel room with her.
Although thrilling, intimacy in the corridor had to be suppressed, had to be controlled.
He wanted to hear Lin Wanqiu let go completely in moans, wanted to harshly spank her buttocks, wanted to choke her neck and verbally abuse her with all sorts of foul language.
But now, he had to hold all that back.
Time and again, he brought Lin Wanqiu to the peak, while his phone in his pocket rang several times.
He knew it must be Zhang looking for him.
Finally, not knowing how much time had passed, amid Lin Wanqiu's bliss, he reached his climax as well.
Lin Wanqiu clung to him like an octopus, her long black skirt covering the place where their bodies met.
Her tenderness engulfed Wang Dahai deeply, like suction cups.
Fifteen seconds later, Wang Dahai finally put her down.
As soon as she touched the ground, her legs went soft, and she would have fallen had Wang Dahai not held her up.