Thinking her attentive disciple was carrying her to the bedroom, Yu Suxin shyly buried her blushing face into his chest, her heart filled with anticipation.
"Master, can you align the tip right at your entrance?"
Wang Yue teased against her ear. His rock-hard shaft rubbed continuously against her sensitive cleft.
Although he held her up slightly, both his hands were supporting her weight and couldn't be spared.
"Can you enter like this? Won't you get tired?"
Yu Suxin asked softly. She reached out her delicate hand, guiding his thick head to align precisely against the threshold of her path. "It's aligned... but how do you plan to push in?"
She had completely cast aside all reserve. Having decided to surrender entirely to Wang Yue, she threw herself into enjoying this rare indulgence.
Yet with her legs tightly pressed, her entrance remained remarkably tight and narrow. She was curious how his astonishing girth could penetrate from such an angle.
