The girl in the prime of youth had a burning heart, and in this densely wooded forest where they first met, she timidly, delicately shed her floral dress, allowing the forest breeze to brush over her budding body, and also allowing Yang Fan's fiery gaze to land on those spots that made her blush with shyness.
Her directness and initiative filled Yang Fan with joy, followed immediately by a surge of passion.
Soon, on the soft grass blanketed with pine needles, two fervent bodies rolled together, accompanied by the sounds of rustling and the girl's moans, which she couldn't suppress.
The mountain chickadees hopped amongst the branches, their lively eyes observing for a moment before shyly flying away.
Peeping Tom, look away.
After over an hour of intense passion, the two figures on the ground finally separated.
The girl's face was flushed with the afterglow of shyness, drenched in intense moisture and allure.
