Lu Ya nestled in Tang Feng's embrace, her small hand drawing circles on his chest, enjoying the warmth after the climax.
As if remembering something, Lu Ya lifted her head, with a shy yet worried look in her eyes, and asked softly, "Brother, was Ya'er very slutty just now?"
Tang Feng chuckled, gently caressing Lu Ya's exquisite breasts, his fingers teasing her tender pink nipples, and said, "Ya'er sis was really horny, more than brother ever expected."
Seeing the worry on Lu Ya's face grow heavier.
Tang Feng stopped teasing this insecure little girl and changed the subject, "But, brother likes it a lot.
The best kind of fucking is just like that.
Throwing all caution to the wind and enjoying the present.
Besides, brother knows that Ya'er's horniness blooms only for brother."
Lu Ya laughed.
Her laugh was radiant, truly captivating.
After a short moment of tenderness,
The two of them tidied up the battlefield a bit, and Tang Feng carried Lu Ya up the spiral staircase.