This feeling of wanting yet fearing left the hostess's heart in turmoil!

Su Ming also noticed her internal struggle and said, "Alright then, let's get a room and have a good massage."

"Okay." The hostess didn't object and went to a hotel with Su Ming, where they booked an hourly room.

The two of them entered.

Today, the hostess was wearing a long dress and high heels. Despite the dress, her ample bosom and hips couldn't be hidden, exuding an undeniable sensuality.

Su Ming's eyes were glued to her.

Her long black hair was tucked behind her head, and a hint of makeup graced her face. This look left Su Ming feeling overwhelmed by her beauty!

Noticing Su Ming's intense gaze, the hostess's face flushed as she said, "Why are you staring at me like that?"

"Sweetheart, you're just so beautiful and sexy!" Su Ming couldn't help but speak his mind.

"You're talking nonsense. I'm obviously older than you, so how can I be your sweetheart?" the hostess playfully retorted.

"In my heart, you're the little sweetheart I want to cherish!" Su Ming declared, a bit emotionally.

Catching a faint whiff of her fragrance, he felt a sudden urge to hold her alluring body close and pamper her.

The hostess, feeling Su Ming's fiery gaze, blushed even more and lowered her head.

"Sweetheart, I really like you!" Su Ming said passionately.

"I... I know you like me, but I don't know if what we're doing is right or wrong!" the hostess finally confessed.

"Why would you say something like that?" Su Ming asked, a little puzzled.

"I'm eight years older than you. I can't... I just want to see you often, and I'd be very content with that," the hostess admitted.

"But we've already gone there, haven't we?" Su Ming tried to understand the woman's mindset.

"That... that was just a momentary impulse!" The hostess's face turned even redder.

"But I want more than just to like you in my heart; I want to possess you," Su Ming said, holding her soft, fair hand, feeling its elasticity and delightful touch.

"What does being eight years older matter? In today's society, there's couples with even greater age gaps," Su Ming passionately said.

The hostess wanted to withdraw her hand but didn't, letting Su Ming continue to hold it.

"Sweetheart, look at me." Su Ming's voice was calm yet carried an irresistible force.

Their eyes met, and the hostess was stunned. In Su Ming's eyes, she saw two blazing flames, full of love and passion, warming her whole body.

"Ah..."

Su Ming suddenly pulled her enchanting body into his arms.

Unable to hold back any longer, he lowered his head and kissed those tempting red lips.

"Su Ming... no... don't do this, we shouldn't..." The hostess's face was flushed with heat, but she was still clear-headed inside.

"Sweetheart, I like you, I really like you!" Su Ming said passionately.

Hearing this, the hostess's struggling body suddenly stopped, as if all her strength had been drained.

Their lips finally met.

Su Ming's thick tongue swirled inside her small mouth, drawing out the sweet nectar, leaving her mind blank.

Su Ming's fingers slipped through the neckline, caressing those extra-large, white curves.

Such size, only two hands could encompass them, absolutely perfect.

When her fingers pinched the hardened cherry, the hostess couldn't hold back any longer, exclaiming loudly.

"Ah, Su Ming, don't, don't..."

The sensation was too wonderful; Zhang Biao had never given her this feeling!

A bit ticklish, indescribably pleasant, her head felt dizzy, as if drunk.

"Sweetheart, you're so beautiful!" Su Ming genuinely admired.

Su Ming was incredibly thrilled and couldn't contain his excitement!

His fingers danced, quickly pulling her long dress down, revealing the black bra inside.

With the bra still fastened, Su Ming saw two snowy peaks and the deep cleavage between, seemingly unfathomable!

Su Ming's breathing became rapid as he unclasped the back, and two tender mounds sprang forth.

Too beautiful!

Too enormous!

Her skin, like polished jade, emitted a faint, pleasant scent, and in a surge of heat, Su Ming buried his face in them.

"Ah..."

The cherry, never tasted by a man, was enveloped by Su Ming, leaving the hostess feeling her world had changed, her body reclining, a soft sound escaping her throat.

Su Ming's tongue danced around the rosy tips, internally unable to contain himself, his hand sliding downward.

"Su Ming... don't..."

As Su Ming lifted her dress, the hostess's hands firmly pressed down.

Su Ming kissed her flushed cheek and whispered, "Sweetheart, I like you, I want you to be my woman, alright? I'll cherish you!"

Under intense emotions, the hostess was about to melt!

Her pressed jade hands relaxed a bit.

Seeing his chance, Su Ming hoisted the hostess onto the bed.

As the dress came off, Su Ming's breathing grew more ragged.

Her legs were so beautiful, her calves, pressed together, were straight, slender, her rounded knees forming a gentle curve, thighs with not an ounce of excess, yet very full.

He had seen the legs of Zeng Jia, Jiang Qingyao, Wu Guizhen, Hong Yan, but none compared to the hostess's.

Not only long but also more voluptuous than those of most women, making them even more alluring, just seeing them provoked a strong reaction.

"Dear heavens, what good deeds did I do in my past life!"

Faced with the utmost sensual body, this was all Su Ming could think of.

He quickly undressed, laying on his side next to the hostess, embracing her alluring shoulder, allowing their skin to fully connect!

Su Ming kissed her red lips again, absorbing with all his might.

He wanted the hostess to feel that indescribable pleasure, so she would be entranced by him.

Su Ming himself felt satisfied to savor this perfect form.

She was so beautiful, so sexy, with countless admirers, yet she turned them all down.

She was a reserved and proper woman, married to Zhang Biao for over ten years, having only him as a man.

But Zhang Biao never truly had her, as even entering from behind was impossible, and every time ended quickly.

Su Ming was just a driver, the lowest rung, yet here he was, seeing such a stunning beauty undress, revealing her bashful vulnerability, fully displaying her graceful form—words couldn't describe that sense of pride.

Su Ming kissed with dedicated focus, meticulously.

From the beautiful face down to the earlobe.

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