Who's Your Wife

Lin Fei was no longer as inexperienced as she had been two years ago. Just a casual move from her was enough to make many of your men go crazy for her.

A pair of slender white hands reached into the suit through the shirt and caressed it. His chest was full of muscles. Her touch had taught him to tighten and harden his muscles even more.

The large hand he had placed on her back was also desperately moving downwards.

"Un. . . "

She took a breath and raised her chin. Her beautiful red lips were half open, and her throat was filled with an alluring tenderness. Panting, her cheeks were red, and her face was blurred. The fragrance of the wine mixed with her sweet scent sprayed on his lips, as if the strong female hormones were attracting the male hormones in his body.

The man's big hands were moving. He opened the hair on her face and reached into her hair from the side of her face, his thumb in her hair. He caressed her red cheeks.