"Uh, okay, you can get off now."

"Oh."

Wu Xiaoyu sat up from his body, lifted her beautiful legs, and got off him.

Looking at the tent in his crotch, Wu Xiaoyu's eyes struggled with hesitation and conflict.

Just as Wang Dahai was about to sit up from the sofa, she suddenly asked, "Wang, do you need a massage down there too?"

"Down there?"

Wang Dahai was taken aback by the question.

"Yeah," Wu Xiaoyu tried to keep her composure, speaking in a very ordinary tone, "If it's a massage, then the whole body should be massaged, right? After the upper part, the lower part needs to be massaged too, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, it does need to be massaged," Wang Dahai followed her logic.

But then he felt something was off.

Upon further thought, he realized he was a man, and she was a woman.

How should this be done?

Wu Xiaoyu then said, "Wang, let me help you with it."

"This... isn't quite appropriate."

"It's okay," Wu Xiaoyu insisted, "I want to learn sooner rather than later."

Wang Dahai hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded.

He took off his pants and lay down on the sofa again.

Wu Xiaoyu climbed on, sat on his waist with her back to him.

She dropped safflower oil on his thighs and started to knead them.

After about fifteen minutes, Wu Xiaoyu said, "Wang, should this part also be massaged?"

Her finger poked Wang Dahai's buttocks.

Wang Dahai didn't speak for a long while, so Wu Xiaoyu pressed, "Needs to be massaged, right?"

"Mhm." Wang Dahai hummed lightly, his voice a bit unnatural.

"Then let me help you with it."

She grasped Wang Dahai's underwear and pulled it down.

Her face blushed slightly, she dripped safflower oil, and her little hands kneaded back and forth on his buttocks.

Shortly after finishing, she said, "Wang, turn over."

Wang Dahai, however, was slow and hesitant to turn over.

"Wang, why won't you turn over?"

"Wait a sec."

He felt embarrassed.

Now with such a strong reaction, everything would be in plain view if he turned.

"Wang, are you feeling uncomfortable? Did I not massage well?"

"No, you did a good job. It's just..."

After hesitating for a long time, Wang Dahai got tired of thinking too much. He might as well face the embarrassment.

He turned over.

Wu Xiaoyu spotted it immediately.

Her face turned red, and she dripped safflower oil on his thighs, her big butt sitting on his belly.

As she leaned down, her abdomen came into contact with the big tent.

Every touch made Wang Dahai's reaction intensify.

Especially her big butt, rubbing back and forth on his belly.

As she rubbed, Wang Dahai suddenly felt something wet on his belly.

At first, he thought he was mistaken, but after a closer feel, it was indeed a bit wet.

He had a strange look on his face.

This girl, she was reacting too?

After finishing with her legs, Wang Dahai sighed with relief, thinking it was finally over.

Just as he was about to sit up, he felt her grab his underwear and pull down.

Wang Dahai's heart skipped a beat, and just as he was about to speak, he felt her hand grab hold!

"Xiaoyu..."

"Wang, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter?"

You tell me what's the matter!

Wu Xiaoyu said, "This should feel better after the massage, right?"

Wang Dahai didn't know what to say.

You don't massage there in a massage!

He coughed and said, "No need, that place doesn't need massaging."

"It's okay, let me just help you with it."

Wu Xiaoyu's voice was very soft, with a slight tremble.

She stroked it up and down once, and the stimulation that touched his soul made Wang Dahai deeply inhale.

"Wang, is it too heavy?"

"No, it's, it's fine."

"Oh."

Wu Xiaoyu gripped and stroked, repeatedly.

Wang Dahai's breathing became increasingly labored.

At the same time, he felt more wetness on his stomach.

He slightly lifted his head and looked at her slightly raised buttocks.

The seam of the sleep pants stuck to her buttocks, accentuating their fullness.

Too tempting.

Wang Dahai quickly laid his head back down, quietly enjoying the massage of her small hands.

"Wang, does it feel good?"

"Yeah, it feels good."

"As long as it feels good. I'll massage you a bit longer."

"…Okay, thank you."

Wang Dahai didn't know what else to say.

He didn't think Wu Xiaoyu was completely clueless.

Her body's reactions made it clear that she understood.

But he didn't know why she would help him.

Was it to thank him?

His distracted thoughts were soon drawn to the accelerating movements of her hands.

After about ten minutes, Wang Dahai's breathing suddenly became even more rapid.

Wu Xiaoyu felt his change, gripped even tighter, and sped up her movements.

Suddenly, Wang Dahai came.

"Wang, is it ok now?" she asked quietly.

"Mm, yes, it's fine now, thank you Xiaoyu."

"No problem."

Wu Xiaoyu got up from him, wiggled her little butt, and hurried off to the bathroom.

Wang Dahai got up from the couch and dressed.

He felt refreshed.

The young girl's movements were clumsy, but the mental stimulation was great.

Before long, Wu Xiaoyu came back.

Her cheeks were still tinged with a blush.

Just as Wang Dahai was about to say goodbye and leave, Wu Xiaoyu said, "Wang, can you… can you help me massage down there?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, you only massaged my back earlier, not any other places."

Wu Xiaoyu whispered, "If you massage me, I can also feel the difference."

The request sounded normal, but Wang Dahai felt it was somewhat inappropriate.

But considering the young girl had helped him for so long, it seemed wrong to refuse.

"Okay, I'll massage you a bit."

"Mm-hm."

"I need to use the bathroom, you get ready."

"Okay."

When Wang Dahai came out of the bathroom and returned to the living room, he only saw Wu Xiaoyu lying on the couch.

And all her clothes, including the sleep pants, were taken off.

She wore only a set of underwear.

The splendid sight made Wang Dahai's eyes go wide.

The young girl in her twenties had a simply perfect figure.

Her pale and slender straight-shoulder, a tiny waist that could be grasped with one hand, her full and gathered peaks, and the slightly raised plumpness between her beautiful legs.

Every part of her body was perfect.

Wang Dahai, who had just released, now felt a reaction again.

Wu Xiaoyu, seeing this, shyly averted her eyes.

Wang Dahai steadied his breathing, walked over, and said, "I'll give you a massage."

"Wang, why don't you sit up here?"

She pointed to her lower abdomen.

Wang Dahai hesitated, grunted in affirmation, and straddled her thighs, raising his legs.

He could even smell the pleasant scent of the young girl.

He dripped the safflower oil onto her belly, and Wu Xiaoyu felt a cool sensation.

Wang Dahai's hands gently kneaded her lower abdomen.

After massaging for a while, he slowly moved upwards.

When he reached just below the peaks, Wu Xiaoyu said, "Wang, can you unhook my bra?"

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