C28 (1/2)

Sister Ting struggled as much as she could, but she did not dare make a sound. The moment she was thrown onto the bed, Sister Ting's face had already turned red, like a ripe strawberry, flowing with water from a pinch.

Embarrassment could be seen in her eyes, causing her beautiful, watery eyes to shine even more brightly. However, the aura it gave off was very, very cold. I didn't dare look her in the eye, so I was extremely nervous.

Since words can no longer stop her, I can only take sides and use extreme methods to stop their engagement.

I leaned on her roughly, and without any foreplay, lifted her skirt, which was a small black inner part, hiding the sexy part.

”Pah!”

At this time, the Sister Ting who had become angry out of shame directly slapped me and charmingly shouted: ”Ye Fei, you bastard! If you treat me like this, it will only make me hate you even more! ”

Strangely, after getting slapped by Sister Ting, the fear in my heart disappeared, all that was left was her determination and courage.

There was a smirk on my face as I said, ”Stop pretending. You really want to go to bed with me. Do you really think that I don't know anything about the collapse of the bed when we slept together? ”Actually, I wasn't asleep at all. I know very well what you've done to me. Where was that stench of yours?”

Sister Ting felt extremely ashamed, and wished that she could cover her face with the blanket.

I extended my hand to pinch the bulge on my chest and Sister Ting immediately moaned. I said, ”Are you comfortable?

Sister Ting bit her lips tightly, her lips becoming even redder. I was afraid that she would bite until she bled, so I simply took those two soft pieces and sucked them crazily.

”Howl …”

Sister Ting pushed me with all her might, and rejected me with a sound, but I was in no mood to care about that. I stuck my tongue in, and when I touched the softness, Sister Ting's jade-like body suddenly trembled, and my resistance became weaker.

Not long after, the Sister Ting seemed like it was going to fall into a trap. It was only half a step, and in that instant, it was even able to cater to my movements.

At this point, I also had an impulse to touch her body, like dry firewood, to the point of having to vent my lust.

Sister Ting was wearing a black dress. I grabbed onto my shoulder belt and gently pulled on it, revealing a large portion of her white and tender skin. The Sister Ting was shocked and terrified. She quickly covered her chest with her hands and looked at me with an extremely complicated expression.