What kind of body was this?
It was obvious that this body had endured years of training—it was more toned, flexible, and silky. It made him feel like he was caressing a piece of silk. He savored it carefully, but there was no lack of tenacity.
Hugh suddenly flipped over and pressed Nina under him, once again taking the lead.
Clothes and underwear were scattered around.
In the dark night, the surroundings were extremely quiet.
The white airbag occupied the car, and it looked as if the two of them were in a dream.
Hugh was not in a hurry to enter Nina's body as he enjoyed the entanglement of the flesh and the muddled moans. He suppressed his impulse, causing a fire of desire to ignite in the girl beneath him.
Only then did he hold his iron rod, which had long been swollen and painful, close to Nina's secret garden.