Oh my god!

I feel like my entire life is worth it!

Both hands are entirely inside her bra, clutching the big melons.

The soul-stirring sensation feels like it turned me into an immortal.

Bouncy! Soft! Tender! Fluffy! Gentle!

All the beautiful words combine together.

It brings me to an unprecedented height of pleasure.

"Ah, how can you touch here!"

Shen Lingge’s delicate body trembles.

The fiery imprint of my palm seems to graze the softest part of her heart.

The intense stimulation makes her feel weightless, as if she’s floating.

The impact, even more marvelous than before, leaves her mind momentarily blank.

But more than anything, a surge of shame crashes into her heart.

Her face turns completely red.

"Zhang Yang, is there an acupoint here too?"

Guan Xiaona sees Shen Lingge’s big reaction.

Quickly jumping in to assist me!

"That’s right, this is indeed for treatment, though admittedly a bit forward."

My heart feels thrilled, but I maintain a serious expression.

"Then you need to be gentle, Lingge has never had a boyfriend, and she’s never been treated like this before."

"I understand, if she’s uncomfortable, I can stop immediately."

How could I not understand? Guan Xiaona is signaling me not to overdo it.

So Shen Lingge doesn’t get upset!

Guan Xiaona continues, "Lingge, did you hear that? If it’s uncomfortable, just say stop."

"Yes, I know, but my face is so hot, and my mind is in chaos."

Shen Lingge is stunned by us.

Her attention isn’t even on taking advantage of her.

She’s just bashfully covering her face with the blanket, unwilling to face anyone, gently trembling.

"This is normal, we girls shouldn’t let anyone touch our bodies easily, except for treatment."

"Hmm, I understand!"

With just a few words, Shen Lingge is pacified.

I become even more indulgent in my enjoyment.

Her big melons, within my hands, can take any form.

In my heart, a sense of satisfaction continues to fill me.

Such an Elf Goddess, if it weren’t for Guan Xiaona’s cooperation.

I’m afraid I’d never even dream of such contact.

But now, not only is she lying on the bed, allowing my intimate touch.

She’s also tacitly allowing me without any resistance.

After carefully savoring for a while, I also brush against the two pearls on top.

A fresh, slippery sensation wraps around my fingertips.

"Hmm ah!"

Shen Lingge jerks, instinctively clenching the blanket with both hands.

Yet that amazing taste stirs a storm within her.

She feels not only a sense of being overwhelmed but also a budding desire.

"Lingge, this must feel really good, right?"

Guan Xiaona playfully teases.

"No, I’m not, can you stop talking?"

Shen Lingge’s shame is overwhelming, a blush painting her sweet skin.

"Clearly, it’s very comfortable, but Zhang Yang can make it even more satisfying, right?"

Guan Xiaona signals me to go further.

"That’s right, next is the final step."

Understanding immediately, the hand clinging to her big melons gradually slides down.

It reaches her A4 waist.

Just like the width of an A4 paper.

Delicately graspable.

Creating a huge contrast of beauty with her big melons.

I can’t have enough as I roam around there for a while.

Finally reaching her soft, charming butt.

This is the place I’ve longed for.

Last time, I only felt it through the blanket, but now I can use my hands.

"Hmm ah, are there acupoints here on my little butt too?"

Shen Lingge goes limp, like a boneless cat.

Her legs, due to stimulation, instinctively close a bit more.

"That’s right, I still need to unzip it all the way down, sorry!"

I’m nowhere near satisfied with just this.

Before she can agree, I pull the zipper down to the bottom of her buttocks.

Now, her ivory panties are fully exposed to my gaze.

The two cheeks of her lovely butt, because of the tension, actually form a heart shape.

Combined with her perfectly curved outline, I can’t help but wish to dive right in.

"Wait, I haven’t agreed yet!"

Shen Lingge is a bit caught off guard.

Wanting to refuse me, but the never-before-felt sensation makes her inexplicably powerless.

Still carrying a shameful anticipation she herself feels.

"My apologies, for your complete recovery, I can only proceed without permission, taking the final step."

I use the pretext of her wellbeing.

Shen Lingge has no reason to resist.

"Alright, since it’s the last step, hurry up then, but what’s pressing against me?"

That’s my tent!

The moment I saw her panties.

The tent in my pants goes to extremes, terrifyingly so.

The pulsating scene nearly makes me lose control, instinctively moving a bit forward.

Since she’s lying, and I’m half sitting on her thighs, this movement directly presses against her panties...