Chapter 119: Chapter 119
From my experience, I knew that Song Yazhi had already reached a state of confusion and disorientation.
Once the sensitive acupoints of a woman are stimulated, even the most chaste and fierce woman can turn into a wanton one.
Not to mention Song Yazhi, who was already flirtatious.
“Song Yazhi, why don’t you take off your pants?”
With that thought, I tentatively broached the subject.
There was no helping it, the sight of her sexy, perky buttocks made it impossible for me to resist the urge to stroke and play with them, but with pants in the way, there was no real feel to it.
“Ah? Take off my pants? Aren’t we just doing a massage? Why do you want to take off my pants?”
Song Yazhi looked at me with a face full of suspicion, yet there was a smile that was not quite a smile on her face, as if she was looking forward to what was going to happen next.
“What are you afraid of, I can’t see.”
“Besides, this is all for your comfort, if it’s through clothes, the effect will definitely not be good.”
“Is that so…” She smiled seductively, “I guess you can, but… you have to help me take them off.”
As she spoke, she grabbed my hand and placed it on the short skirt at her waist.
I swallowed hard, this woman was really too much, too good at seducing.
But this was exactly what I wanted; I hoped she would be even more provocative.
Song Yazhi took the initiative to undo the buttons of her short skirt, and with a forceful tug downwards, I completely pulled it off.
In an instant, her snow-white, pert honey buttocks were completely exposed.
Upon closer inspection, I saw that she was wearing a black thong today!
My eyes instantly widened, fixedly staring at those two pale and tight cheeks.
Just looking at it was so satisfying, the feel to the touch must be incredible.
Especially the crevice created by the thong straps, it gave me an urge to explore further.
I could even vaguely see the black hairs peeking out from the sides.
Seeing this got me all fired up, the tent below growing higher and higher, almost tearing through my pants.
But just then, I suddenly noticed two quite noticeable bruises on her knees, one on each side.
Looking at those bruises, my heart raced, wondering if they were caused by someone ravaging her from behind on her knees?
The thought of launching an assault from behind on that sexy perky booty surely felt bouncy and thrilling.
At that moment, my desire to possess her hit its peak.
After all, the fire within her was already kindled by me, and she had started to crave for my manhood.
If I took the initiative now, perhaps she would give in?
That’s what I thought, but there was some hesitation in my heart.
After hesitating for a moment, I put my hands on her waist honestly and continued massaging her.
Starting from the waist, I moved my hands down bit by bit, slowly climbing up those two pert honey buttocks.
The moment I touched them, I couldn’t help but tremble.
My, my, this feeling was too comfortable, like touching a piece of jelly, bouncy, the touch was unbeatably good.
Although I had felt several women’s honey buttocks before, it was Song Yazhi’s that made me feel an irresistible urge to not let go.
“Mmm, mmm, right there, that’s good, it really feels amazing!”
“Xu Tian, your massage technique is truly masterful, I really love it, press harder, just a bit harder…”
As my hands continued to press and exert force on her honey buttocks, her reactions quickly intensified.
My courage began to grow gradually, and my fingers started to explore toward the mysterious area deep between her legs, intentionally or otherwise.
“So itchy, Xu Tian, no… don’t, mmm…”
Every time my fingers touched her sensitive areas, she would squirm involuntarily, her legs interlocking and rubbing together nonstop, the moans from her mouth becoming more and more soul-destroying…
Indeed, a woman who has been unfulfilled for a long time is sensitive.
As I massaged, I was no longer satisfied with just that.
Taking advantage of the moment her legs parted, I pressed forcefully down toward the mysterious crevice in the middle.
Blissful, just blissful!
If I could take my manhood and plunge it into such a wonderful place for a wild gallop, wouldn’t that be ecstasy to die for?