Zhou Qian making advances was something Wang Dahai didn't expect.
Once someone makes advances, there's no reason to push them away.
Wang Dahai kissed her tender lips and fondled her full body, vigorously advancing.
Zhou Qian felt weakened by the impact, her body's pleasure overriding her reason.
More than half an hour later, she was breathlessly emanating a fragrant scent.
Wang Dahai stopped, but still held her, showing no intention of letting go.
Zhou Qian knew, he surely wanted more.
As expected, after a short rest, Wang Dahai continued.
When she lived with her ex-boyfriend, they were intimate only once or twice a week on average.
She thought that was normal.
But after meeting Wang Dahai, she realized this guy was inhuman.
Now, she couldn't make clear whether her ex-boyfriend was abnormal or Wang Dahai was.
But obviously, she preferred Wang Dahai more.
After struggling late into the night, Zhou Qian dragged her tired body back to her room.
