"What are you doing!"

Zhao Xue was terrified, her voice trembling.

With a tug, Dahai pulled her little intimates down to her knees.

"Giving you a massage," he said.

"I told you it's my back!" she said in urgent protest, raising her voice.

She bent over hurriedly to pull up her little intimates, intending to put them on.

But as she bent over, her buttocks protruded, fully exposed to Dahai's view.

The delicate pink gate, adorned with droplets of water, was completely uncovered.

With both hands, Dahai grabbed her petite waist and thrust his hips forward in a smooth motion.

The tent already set up in his pants pressed against her tender privacy.

Although separated by trousers, with that thrust, Dahai still felt the softness and moisture distinctly.

And this unexpected move also made Zhao Xue's heart flutter.

This moment, more stimulating than when Dahai had caught and kneaded her fullness, shot through her body like an electric current, rendering her legs weak.

Her body tilted and she collapsed onto the bed.

Such fair and soft skin in such a provocative pose, Dahai pounced on her from behind and pinned her to the bed.

His hands roamed over her body unapologetically.

Zhao Xue gasped under his touch, trying to speak, but unable to utter a complete sentence.

Her mouth could only produce moans and whimpers that were dizzyingly sweet.

"Last time you fell on your butt in the bathroom, it seems there's still some bruising, let me give it a proper massage," he offered.

Dahai's hand covered her pert buttocks, where there indeed were some bruises.

Though tall, Zhao Xue was quite slender, weighing no more than a hundred pounds.

But her proportions were excellent, with great fullness in front and buttocks that were both perky and round.

One large hand could just grasp half of her buttock.

He grabbed a half in each hand, kneading vigorously, as if working dough.

Zhao Xue lay face down on the bed, burying her face in the comforter, her hands trying to push herself up, but she couldn't muster the strength.

Waves of warmth and tingling weakness assaulted her continuously.

She felt as if she was losing control of her body, continuously played with by Dahai.

She would convulse occasionally, or her buttocks would quiver.

After groping for a while, Dahai suddenly lifted her by the waist.

Her knees then knelt on the bed, her buttocks pushed up high.

Her little intimates hung at her calves, and her peachy secret was thus exposed to the air.

Realizing her current position, Zhao Xue felt a wave of shame and a sense of humiliation.

"No, mm-mm, don't, please stop..."

Her voice was weak, pleading for Dahai to stop.

But Dahai continued to knead the white buns.

Seeing it was about time, his hand slid down her buttock crease, his two fingers caressing the delicateness and then gently parting to probe inside.

The moment he entered, the girl's tightness was fully felt.

And Zhao Xue's body reacted intensely to the intrusion of his fingers, trembling and twitching!

She let out a series of soft gasps.

"No, don't..."

"Dahai, stop, please, I don't like this..."

With a thrust!

"Ah, ah..."

"Please stop, sob, it's so embarrassing, how can you do this..."

"Ah, ah..."

Zhao Xue buried her head completely in the blanket; she wanted Wang Dahai to stop, but her voice was too soft, it seemed like he didn't hear her at all.

And her body, it felt so joyous, so comfortable.

The desire in her heart had been fully drawn out at this moment.

"Ah, mmm..."

Suddenly, she felt her body enter a certain state, subconsciously wanting to scream out loud, but then she remembered Jiang Rou was still in the house, so she quickly bit down on the bedsheet.

Immediately after, her body went into uncontrollable, frenzied convulsions, and below, it was as if a dam had burst, with streams of water shooting out.

After a dozen seconds, she lay prostrate on the bed as if exhausted, unable to muster a shred of strength in her entire body.

After a long while, she slowly recovered some energy, turned her body slightly, and lay on her side on the bed.

She saw Wang Dahai standing right behind her, his tent so large, yet he hadn't taken the opportunity to do anything to her.

This made her feel relieved and at the same time, somewhat disappointed.

At the same time, she was also a bit angry.

He actually didn't take advantage of her.

Could it be that her body didn't attract him?

But he clearly had a reaction.

The thoughts of a young girl are complex and hard to predict.

She sat up from the bed, quickly put on her "little intimates", and dressed, then angrily said with a cold face, "How could you do such a thing to me!"

"You asked me to press it," Wang Dahai said indifferently.

"I asked you to press my back, not there!"

Now that her emotions had calmed down, thinking back on what had just happened felt surreal, as if it were a dream.

Although she was unclear why Wang Dahai didn't take advantage of her, she herself almost lost her body to him.

"Didn't you feel very comfortable?"

Wang Dahai said with a smile, "It doesn't matter where I press, as long as it's comfortable."

"You pervert!" Zhao Xue huffed, "You're not allowed to do that to me anymore; otherwise, I'll tell your girlfriend, I'll tell your sister-in-law, I'll tell Zhang!"

If it had been before, Wang Dahai might have been really scared by her.

But in the end, she was just a college student, her tricks were nothing in front of him.

However, on the surface, he still pretended to be innocent: "I saw you moaning in comfort, I thought you liked it."

"I didn't like it at all!"

Zhao Xue pointed at the door and said, "Get out! I don't want to see you!"

"Alright, alright, I'll leave."

Wang Dahai smiled helplessly and turned to leave.

After he left, Zhao Xue threw herself onto the bed all of a sudden, picked up the quilt to cover her face, and murmured, "That's so embarrassing!"

"He really is a scoundrel, how could he do that!"

After leaving the room, Wang Dahai went to the restroom for a quick wash.

He had thought about making something happen with Zhao Xue, but after careful consideration, he realized it wasn't the right opportunity.

After all, he wasn't sure if Zhao Xue would shout out loud.

If by chance it would bring Jiang Rou over, that would be terrible.

Plus, he had completely figured out that this girl would eventually not be able to resist him.

So he wasn't in a hurry for the moment.

Back in his room, Wang Dahai lay on the bed, also reminiscing about what had just happened.

Zhao Xue was like a little leopardess, especially with her body, completely different from Liang Jiagia's familiar one.

She was young, vibrant, lean yet voluptuous.

Although tall, she gave a delicate and exquisite impression.

If he were to pick her up and powerfully plunge into her, that feeling would undoubtedly be divinely wonderful.

After resting on the bed for over ten minutes, he went to find Jiang Rou.

He had planned to wait until ten o'clock, but having been provoked by Zhao Xue like that, he now felt a bit pent-up.

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