Right now, Jennifer could barely control her own body. Hans's tone was kind warm, not that cold. As if dreaming, Jennifer couldn't help but twist her thin waist and hum a little.
Hans smirked and thrust slowly, it was torture for Jennifer and she was restless under him. She couldn't help but moan and push her body toward his chest. She felt a wave of relief and she wrapped her hands around his neck, trying to get closer to him.
Initially, Hans didn't like to see her enjoying herself and wanted to torture her, but he didn't expect her to take initiative. After all, he was the one who always had to force her to have s*x.
For a moment, he forgot himself and his complicated feelings towards her. He moved his waist and thrust wildly. He breathed out a sigh of relief, and Jennifer curved her
