Just as Zhaoran was about to take Wudan right then and there on the stairs, his aunt’s phone suddenly rang downstairs.
The sound of her high heels echoed from the kitchen, suggesting she was stepping out to take the call.
Forced to halt his actions, Zhaoran held Wudan tightly and hurried upstairs with her.
Once they reached the door of her room upstairs, confident that his aunt would not come up for a while, the dazed Wudan leaned against the slightly ajar door and embraced Zhaoran once again.
Zhaoran kissed Wudan’s face and neck, one hand slipping inside her clothes to caress her round, petite buttocks, while his other hand pushed the door open and guided her into her room.
After closing the door, they leaned against it, kissing passionately, their tongues tangling incessantly, and Zhaoran took the opportunity to lock the door.
After a long, deep kiss, their lips finally parted.
Wudan led Zhaoran to her bed, and they tumbled down onto it together.
Zhaoran lay on top of Wudan, his enormous, hard cock pressing firmly against her lower body.
At that moment, Zhaoran suddenly remembered a question he couldn’t resist asking: “How much do you actually know about things between men and women? How much experience do you have?”
Wudan casually brushed her hair back. “Cousin, do you think you have to be a certain age to understand these things? My classmates have been discussing this stuff for a long time.”
She leaned in closer to Zhaoran and whispered, “Let me tell you, my classmates know a lot—things like masturbation and sex, all these terms were introduced to me by them. Some of the girls have already been with who knows how many boys.”
Zhaoran was somewhat surprised to hear how open Wudan’s classmates were, and his already hardened member grew even stiffer.
Wudan squirmed beneath him, moaning softly, “Cousin, yours… is so hard. It feels really good…”
Her face flushed slightly with excitement, and after uttering these fragmented words, Zhaoran grew even more aroused.
Seeing Wudan’s shy demeanor, her delicate, rosy cheeks, those two adorable little breasts, and her slender waist, Zhaoran was intensely turned on.
“Well then, shall I begin?” Watching Wudan nod gently, Zhaoran wrapped his arms tightly around her body, and Wudan embraced him back, actively pressing her lips to his.
Just like that, the two immersed themselves in a world of desire, fully engrossed in each other, once again savoring the taste of their passionate entanglement.
Zhaoran could feel both their heartbeats rapidly increasing.
After a long while, when their lips finally parted, a thin strand of saliva still connected them.
Blushing deeply, Wudan whispered to Zhaoran, “Cousin, I want to go even further.”
“Alright, as you wish.”