Inside the room, Zhao Ran once again held the female doctor’s slender, delicate waist in his hands—a waist so fine it seemed it could barely withstand a single grasp. He continuously kneaded her fair, plump, and supple buttocks. With her narrow waist and curvaceous hips, every inch of her was enough to captivate any man who laid eyes on her.
Just then, Zhao Ran let out a low groan, tightly embracing the doctor as he thrust upward relentlessly. The doctor responded with a series of soft, enchanting cries, wrapping her arms tightly around Zhao Ran’s neck.
It seemed both had reached their climax simultaneously. Zhao Ran gripped the doctor’s slender waist, pressing her down forcefully to merge their lower bodies even more intimately. He released burst after burst of scorching semen, while the young doctor whimpered from the heat, yet moaned with pleasure in a delicate, euphoric tone. She clenched her hips, taking his cock deeper inside her, her graceful, seductive waist writhing like a snake in pure ecstasy.
Even after releasing once, Zhao Ran did not pull out his cock. Instead, he vigorously pushed the doctor down, pinning her to the floor. He hoisted her slender legs over his shoulders and began a new round of pounding.
All that could be seen was Zhao Ran’s bare, sweat-slicked chest and his thick, fiery cock plunging in and out of the woman’s lush, tangled bush. Each thrust drew out copious amounts of glistening fluid.
Even from a distance, Zhou Yun could clearly hear the wet, squelching sounds, not to mention the sweet, musky scent lingering around her.
Zhao Ran then lifted the doctor, turning her around to kneel on the floor. He gripped her snow-white hips and plunged into her with a wet thrust, making the doctor gasp and throw her head back.
He pulled her into his embrace, pressing his chest against her back while his hands roamed to her front, fondling her full, ample breasts.
“Doctor, don’t you think they’ve gotten bigger from all this touching?” Zhao Ran teased as he kneaded her breasts, pinching her nipples and bringing them to her lips.
“Sweetheart, why not taste your own flavor…”
“You’re so bad…” the doctor coquettishly chided, shooting Zhao Ran a glance that only fueled his desire.
“Don’t worry… Look how full and soft you are here…” As he spoke, Zhao Ran firmly squeezed her tender, milky-white breasts, causing two streams of white milk to spray out, tracing silvery arcs in the air.
Zhao Ran, fascinated by this, continued to squeeze her breasts, watching with excitement as the milk sprayed forth repeatedly.
The doctor, though experiencing a mix of pain and numbness from the squeezing, felt a secret thrill coursing through her body. Her p grew wetter and tighter from the stimulation.
Lost in the moment, she suddenly raised her head and kissed Zhao Ran’s lips. Startled but captivated, Zhao Ran gradually released her magnificent breasts and lost himself in her passionate kiss.
Watching this, Zhou Yun felt an increasing itch between her legs. The friction through her underwear was no longer enough to soothe her desire.
As she observed the entangled pair, Zhou Yun slowly slid her hand into her panties, finding herself already warm and soaking wet.
She gently stroked the little bud at the top, and her body trembled violently. She bit her lip hard to keep her moans from escaping.
Inside the room, Zhao Ran and the doctor continued their passionate entanglement for a while longer. Eventually, Zhao Ran remembered that his stepmother was still waiting for him and gradually began to slow down.
Meanwhile, Zhou Yun, lost in her arousal, snapped back to reality when she saw the two naked bodies separate. She quickly retreated to tidy herself up.