"Whimper!"
By the time Liu Weiwei recovered, her thighs had been lifted, and her little intimates wedged between her legs had almost turned into a long strip of cloth, seeming like they might snap any second.
She felt Wang Dahai's body press against hers, his heat was right against her delicate parts.
With just a slight repositioning, he could fill her completely.
Everything happened too fast for Liu Weiwei to react.
She slapped Wang Dahai's shoulders hard, trying to push him away.
Without needing her push, Wang Dahai already let go of her mouth, gazing at Liu Weiwei with her cheeks flushed and breath heavy, he said, "You want it? I'll give it to you right now."
"I, I don't want it."
"Don't want it?" Wang Dahai's big hand wrapped around her waist, supporting her ample butt and pulling it forward, rubbing their private parts together again.
"Aren't you angry that I was with Xue? Now I'm giving you a chance, and you don't want it, so what do you want?"