Zhao Ran’s left arm tightened firmly around Jiang Xue’s slender waist, while his right hand, despite her struggles, forced its way into her silk lingerie, sliding upward along her smooth, delicate skin.
Zhao Ran’s large hand suddenly grasped Jiang Xue’s entire breast. The thought that her pure, untouched peak had been so easily seized by him made her heart race uncontrollably. Oh heavens, this was the body she had once believed belonged only to her husband, yet now Zhao Ran was…
Jiang Xue was a fully matured woman, with exceptionally proud and perky breasts—plump, firm, and incredibly elastic. Even with his large hands, Zhao Ran couldn’t fully grasp them. Her expression clearly showed intense pleasure and enjoyment, and the exquisite sensations completely overwhelmed her.
Zhao Ran’s right hand fondled and kneaded her two proud peaks through the silk lingerie. Jiang Xue’s eyes grew seductive and misty as she whispered in his ear, “Little brother, don’t blame me for being too wanton later… I just want to make you feel even better…”
Zhao Ran nodded. He knew exactly what she meant to say.
“No… don’t… Husband… Husband, someone is violating me… Save me, please…” Jiang Xue cried out in a soft, delicate voice, her face flushed with excitement. These words intensely aroused her, as if Zhao Ran were a villain intent on trampling all over her so-called feminine virtue.
Since Sister Xue liked it this way, how could Zhao Ran not play along?
Zhao Ran laughed. “Haha, you little treasure, you know what? I’ve wanted to possess you for so long. At the bar, it was only through your clothes. But now, I have you completely in my grasp. I’m going to make you reach the peak of pleasure right in front of your husband!”
Hearing such lewd words she had never encountered before, Jiang Xue immediately blushed deeply. Yet, the waves of pleasure coursing through her body left her weak and limp, as if electrified from head to toe.
She couldn’t help but writhe her delicate body, gasping and moaning, “No… don’t do this… You can’t… Let me go… Stop touching me…”
But her feeble protests only provoked rougher actions. Zhao Ran brutally tore open her silk nightgown, the sound of fabric ripping drawing a sharp cry from her.
Jiang Xue’s perfectly shaped, towering snow-white peaks burst into view, swaying tumultuously. Their pale, firm tips and the bright red, already hardened berries were vividly displayed before Zhao Ran’s eyes, leaving him staring intently, his entire body burning with desire.
“No, don’t…” Jiang Xue screamed, hurriedly covering herself with her hands. Being exposed like this in the open air was utterly mortifying.
Before him, the distinctly raised, rounded hemispheres were perfectly defined. Jiang Xue was indeed a uniquely gifted beauty. As she clasped her arms around her snow peaks, they naturally formed a deep, mesmerizing valley.
If that were all, it might not have shaken Zhao Ran so deeply. What was most thrilling was that atop such tender, full, and firm peaks, the originally pink berries had somehow turned a vivid red, standing rigid and stone-like before him, tempting Zhao Ran to commit sin.
Jiang Xue could see it—her extremely bold and fiery figure had driven Zhao Ran completely beyond control.
“You’re utterly captivating…” Zhao Ran murmured, swallowing hard as he admired the jade-like beauty before him.
“Please… I beg you… My husband is here…” Jiang Xue pleaded softly, squirming helplessly in Zhao Ran’s embrace, her naked, voluptuous body utterly exposed.