I swear, this was really an accident!
But no matter what, my hand had already reached her large papaya-like chest.
The elegant, rounded shape was instantly diffused in my hand.
Soft! Tender! Delicate!
The wonderful sensation, crazily engulfed me, bringing along a bit of damp heat.
Not only did it make me feel light-headed, it also made things below more fierce.
"Ah, you, you let go!"
Song Ruoyun blushed as she felt a fire in her chest, scalding her so much that she trembled slightly.
What was more unbearable was the psychological embarrassment.
Not only because of my relationship with Tao Yimeng.
But also because in the cinema, a few nearby seats could see us.
But the pleasure I felt was so mesmerizing, I didn't want to let go.
There seemed to be an enticing magnetism, deeply pulling my hand.
"Aunt Song, actually, there's a pressure point here too, let me massage it for you."
I swallowed hard, shamelessly, and started to slowly massage, almost instinctively.
