"But... but only with hands."
"Okay, okay," I agreed without the slightest hesitation, quickly nodding my head in agreement.
Joking aside, having such a distinguished and beautiful female boss use her hands to give me a hand job was an incredible honor. How could I possibly ask for more?
But I believed that eventually, I would have her all.
Because the desire in her eyes just now was too intense.
Man Hongying sat up, took a deep breath, and, with both hands, grabbed my erection, seriously starting to stroke it.
"Ooh..."
The unusual pleasure hit me, and I couldn't help but moan in comfort.
Her hands were truly indescribable.
However, I soon realized that she was quite clumsy at this; it seemed it was her first time doing this for a man.
It made sense, though: a woman of her status is usually the one being served by men. When had she ever served a man?
So, trembling, I said, "Sister Ying, you... you can speed up a bit, then slow down, and use a little more force..."