บท 182: A Night of Pleasure (1)

Ran Xueyi, who was already drowning in pleasure, did not know what to do with her hands. Whether to clench the white sheets underneath her body or grab the black hair that was moving on her chest, nothing seemed to lessen the stimulus she was feeling inside her body. 

Song Yu Han kept licking her, massaging her soft breasts, and sucking the hardened n*pples as though he was a baby, starving for his mother's milk from her chest, but instead of getting any milk from her, her back arched naturally and her toes would curl in as a response. The wet spot of the front of the piece of fabric covering her nether region became soaked with her love juices. It outlined her sensitive petals.

"Nngh... Yu Han..."

"...Yu Han."