"Zhang Yang, can you not do this in front of the mirror?"
Su Qin instinctively squeezed her legs together, her face showing a hint of shame.
Facing the full-length mirror like this, she could not only see me playing with her melons but also appreciate the shape's changes from different angles.
The different perspective provided her with extraordinary sensory stimulation.
Especially the inadvertent lewd expression on her face, which she also noticed.
Suddenly ashamed, she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
"Isn't this the best way to compare the differences between you and your sister? Let's start with this, hmm?"
My mouth was dry, and I freed a hand to place it on her invisible underwear.
"Ah!"
Su Qin shuddered.
The intense sensation made her lean forward slightly, almost collapsing to the ground.
But I steadily supported her melons with one hand.
With the other hand, I moved slightly on her invisible underwear.
