"Ah, Sis, I'm sorry, it just feels way too intense, and—brother-in-law, stop touching me there!"
As Su Yue finished speaking, I was already yanking off her ripped denim jeans.
My hand landed straight on her panties.
"Ah!"
Su Yue's voice cracked with that shout.
Her cheeks were flushed red, squirming in mine and Su Qin's arms like a slippery little water snake.
She felt like a tiny boat, completely lost and adrift in this ocean of pleasure.
Su Qin watched, breathing uneven, caught up in the excitement: "No wonder you like teasing me—so this is what it's like, really a different kind of fun."
"Sis, no, and brother-in-law too, this is so embarrassing but feels so good, I'm about to lose it!"
Su Yue kept begging for mercy, but with me and Su Qin, how could we let her go so easily?
In no time, I peeled off her panties too, skin to skin.
Su Yue kept shouting, "I'm dying, I'm dying!"
And then, in a high, piercing scream—
Su Yue slipped into a dreamlike state.
