Wu Dan could only feel the wetness from her lower body increasing, the fluid stirred out from her little hole by the thrusting of the meat rod now soaking the area between her legs, making a wet, squelching sound with each movement.
A flush of pink gradually spread across Wu Dan’s face and body, her lips parting as she panted heavily, letting out one seductive moan after another, each coming faster and faster.
Soon, Wu Dan tightly wrapped her arms around Zhao Ran, trembling as she cried out, “Ah… I can’t… I’m coming…”
Wu Dan shuddered intensely. As Zhao Ran’s cock thrust inside her with increasing force, her shapely legs, clad in black knee-high socks, wrapped around his back, locking him in place. Her thighs clamped tightly around his waist, pulling him deeper into her, forcing that thick, rigid member as deep as possible into her very core.
Zhao Ran quickened his pace relentlessly. Wu Dan’s thighs squeezed his waist, her small feet shaking uncontrollably.
The entire room was filled with Wu Dan’s pleasured moans. Suddenly, Zhao Ran felt the soft, wet warmth enveloping his cock begin to convulse violently, and Wu Dan let out another long, trembling cry.
Zhao Ran remained buried deep within Wu Dan’s tender passage, his hands cupping her full buttocks.
Wu Dan held Zhao Ran’s head in her arms, her legs still wrapped around his waist, her large breasts pressed against his face, one pert nipple being sucked into his mouth.
After some time, the legs Wu Dan had tensely wrapped around Zhao Ran began to slowly go limp.
She held his neck tightly, pressing her body flush against his. The look in her curved eyes was so tender it seemed to overflow with emotion. Finally, Zhao Ran pulled out, and they collapsed onto the bed together.
It was at this moment that Wu Dan suddenly said, “Brother, actually, I’ve wanted to do this with you for a very long time.”
“What?” Zhao Ran looked at her in astonishment.
Wu Dan affectionately hugged his neck. “You might have forgotten, but it was back when you were in high school…”
As Wu Dan spoke, Zhao Ran gradually sank into memory.
Two years ago, she was in her second year of middle school, and Zhao Ran was in his second year of high school.
They attended the same private school. On their aunt’s orders, Zhao Ran had to walk Wu Dan home after school every day and tutor her every Friday.
Wu Dan had developed early. While her breasts weren’t as large as they are now, they were already quite full for a middle schooler.
The two of them went to and from school together every day. Because the seat on Zhao Ran’s bike wasn’t very long, Wu Dan would always hold onto him tightly on the way home, her already substantial breasts pressed firmly against his back, giving Zhao Ran a secret thrill.
But one day, after a certain incident, Wu Dan began refusing to go home with him anymore. For Zhao Ran, that was also a particularly memorable day.
It must have been a Friday, during the last class in the afternoon. The sharp click of high heels against the floor tiles grew louder, approaching the classroom door. When the door opened, a pair of slender, jade-like legs in black stiletto heels stepped inside, followed by a voluptuous, mature figure—it was Zhao Ran’s homeroom teacher at the time.