Xu Xin had never dated a boyfriend before, but she had always been curious about what the experience of male and female affection was truly like.
Now, she had finally experienced it.
Kissing felt very comfortable.
Exchanging saliva with the opposite sex, each other's tongues delving into the other's body, this feeling was strange, yet mentally very pleasurable, as if even the flow of time had slowed down.
Being touched by Song Guanchao was also very comfortable; parts of her body that had never been touched by anyone were now suddenly caressed by a man, giving her the illusion of being violated.
Yet this illusion did not make her feel uncomfortable at all but, instead, provided an indescribable thrill.
It was thrilling!
Every time Song Guanchao reached her sensitive areas, that thrill magnified to the extreme.
Especially when Song Guanchao enveloped her breasts and gently nibbled with his teeth, it was as if currents of electricity intermittently surged through her body.
