Unconsciously, Yin Fei bit her lip. She couldn't decide whether she was more envious of Xiao Hei or embarrassed by her own wandering thoughts.
A part of her believed that it would only take a few whispered words or a certain kind of glance to make him look at her with that insatiable, hungry gaze—the kind of desire that could only be satisfied by feeling him buried deep inside her, stretching her tight, wet, pulsing pink walls with every thrust. The thought of it made her crave it even more.
Now that she experience the feeling of being fucked by Xiao Fang, it became the only thing she ever wanted to do.
As if reading her thoughts, Xiao Fang decided to give Yin Fei a little show. Reaching into Xiao Hei's gown, he felt her bare naked skin before pinching her nipples and covering her mouth. Feeling the added stimulation, Xiao Hei knew what he wanted her to do.
