Chapter 663

He chuckled and said, "Sister Qin, do you want it now?"

I ignored him, tightly closing my eyes, continuing to feign sleep.

At that moment, my breathing grew more and more rapid, my lower half like a dam burst of floodwaters, unstoppable, I could even feel my buttocks getting wet.

But Dazhuang held me tightly, as if wanting to meld me into his body.

"Sister Qin, I want to be your man, I dream of it..." Dazhuang was panting hard, yet his words were deeply affectionate.

Dazhuang's lips constantly rubbed against my earlobe, growing more intense, his breathing heavier.

Gradually, I felt his fingers, inching their way into my body.

That moment was like a small flame falling onto gasoline, nearly setting me completely ablaze.

Dazhuang's firmness and girth gave me an indescribable sensation of pleasure.

This secretive touch was irresistibly addictive.

Perhaps Dazhuang felt the same way at that time?

Although we were already so familiar and had done it so many times.