Ye Chen had great strength. He pried open Dian Ling's hands and continued inward until he grasped the two trembling Jade Rabbits. A wave of warmth and smoothness enveloped his hands, which held those elastic, full mounds. A wicked fire ignited within Ye Chen. The flames began to burn in his lower abdomen.
Dian Ling felt weak all over, sensing something very hard pressing against her from behind. She quickly gasped softly, "Uh... what's pressing against me?"
Ye Chen grinned and said, "Something that'll make you feel really good!"
Dian Ling froze for a moment, reached out to touch, and her face immediately turned red. She clenched her teeth and said, "You bastard, don't mess around!"
"Hehe, I finally get a chance to see you after coming out of prison, and you won't even let me have a little touch?" Ye Chen looked at Dian Ling with lustful eyes. Dian Ling was taken aback, then with a teasing smile said, "Just a touch?"
