"It feels so good, you naughty boy, so good,"
Zhang Jie was lost in her desires, her red lips occasionally pursed, occasionally slightly parted.
Her raised legs, the tender flesh of her thighs tense at times, at other times softening.
Ever since she became pregnant, her husband had cancelled all his social commitments and business trips, dedicating himself wholly to her.
This reduced her opportunities to meet with Wang Dahai significantly.
Today, she couldn't stand it anymore, so she went to the yoga studio to find him.
She ordinarily wouldn't come if it were avoidable, as the place was crowded and the massage room wasn't safe.
"Mmm, mmm~"
She suppressed the urge to moan aloud, the physical strikes also assailing her soul repeatedly.
The sensation of being filled fascinated her, immersing her beyond extraction.
Each penetration into her core wafted through her with a uniquely soothing sensation.
"Thud thud."
"Dahai, are you done over there?"