Zhou Qian was becoming more and more unrestrained now.
Perhaps it was because their relationship had grown closer.
Or maybe it was due to the alcohol she had consumed tonight.
In any case, she was pretty assertive at the moment.
She didn't resist even when Wang Dahai took small liberties in their daily interactions.
Wang Dahai was lying on the bed, while Zhou Qian was under the covers, savoring the moment.
Contently, he closed his eyes and caressed her hair with his hands.
After she had indulged for a while, she slowly climbed on top of Wang Dahai.
Her legs parted and she lifted her hips.
Then, bit by bit, she lowered herself onto him.
Seductive sounds came from her lips.
She didn't let Wang Dahai take the initiative.
She moved her large buttocks back and forth, with a rhythm of deep and shallow thrums.
Since she was leading, she could precisely control what felt most comfortable for her body.
