Indeed, the next second, Dazhuang made his move.
Suddenly, Dazhuang pinned Su Qian down, his hand instinctively landing on her breasts, while that thing pressed tightly against her fair, smooth thigh.
Maybe it all happened too suddenly, and Su Qian seemed a bit flustered.
"Sister Su, let me give you a massage."
Dazhuang's hand clutched Su Qian's breast and began to knead it forcefully, alternating between fast and slow, light and heavy.
"Mm..."
As he did this, Su Qian completely lost control.
Her head thrown back, she writhed restlessly, emitting a series of soul-melting moans from her mouth.
I had thought Huan Huan's moans were enticing enough until I heard Su Qian's voice and realized what a truly seductive sound was.
Without any exaggeration, any man with slightly weak willpower would lose all control upon hearing her moans.
Even Huan Huan and I, as women, felt our bodies go weak and our hearts race upon hearing such soul-melting sounds.