Wang Dahai stared at her for a few seconds, then abruptly embraced her, pressing her roughly against the wall.
His hands reached out, roaming up and down her body.
Zhou Qian moaned and whimpered, trying to control herself, but her body's reaction was too strong.
Wang Dahai's technique was extremely skilled, quickly making her sticky and wet.
Wang Dahai turned her around, and she instinctively placed her hands against the wall, while Wang Dahai grabbed her waist and slightly pulled and dragged her back, making her pale, plump buttocks sway in front of him.
Seeing this aroused Wang Dahai greatly.
He crouched down a bit, then thrust forward.
"Mmm~"
Zhou Qian bit her lip, trying not to make a sound.
But her trembling body still betrayed the pleasure she felt inside.
At that moment, she suddenly felt Wang Dahai's hand grabbing her neck.
And from her neck, he slowly caressed her cheek, her chin.
Then, he actually pried open her lips.
