Wang Dahai's movements were both skilled and fast, and before Lin Wanqiu could react, she felt her jeans being pulled off.
Her fair, rounded legs were shyly exposed.
A black lace-edged pair of little intimates outlined the ample curves on her buttocks, the thin material shielding her tender privacy.
Wang Dahai deliberately thrust his hips forward, his manhood instantly finding its place, pressing against Lin Wanqiu's trembling heart, throwing her emotions into disarray.
"What are you doing!"
Lin Wanqiu pushed him away again, tears already shimmering in her eyes.
Wang Dahai sobered up considerably, hurriedly saying, "Sister-in-law, don't cry, I thought you wanted it too..."
"Get out!"
"I'm going, I'm going right now!"
Fearing he had angered his sister-in-law, Wang Dahai turned and left the room.
He paced back and forth in the living room, regretting his actions just now.
He had been too hasty.
But that was not entirely his fault.