Feng Yi's mind exploded. He couldn't hold back any longer. Reason was consumed by pure lvst. He reached out with three fingers, finding her soaking wet pvssy.

She was so wet, his fingers were instantly coated in her slick.

Qiao Li whimpered contentedly, rubbing against his hand like a cat in heat.

Feng Yi held her hips steady with one hand while the other explored her wetness, searching until he found the source of her arovsal. He boldly pushed a finger inside.

"Nn..." Even a single finger was enough to make Qiao Li clench around him.

The intrusion finally jolted her awake. As his finger circled inside her, tracing the delicate folds of her flesh, she cried out in pleasure, "Ah..."

Feng Yi's finger was gripped tightly by her pulsating walls. The slick heat of her pvssy was driving him to the edge.

He plunged three fingers inside. A wave of intense pleasure washed over Qiao Li. She moaned, gripping the sheets and arching her back.

She was awake.

Feng Yi realized this, a fleeting moment of fear and worry crossing his mind. But her pvssy held his fingers captive, still leaking with her arovsal, and his gut told him she wouldn't be angry.

As he suspected, Qiao Li simply clung to the sheets, panting, instinctively bucking her hips against his hand. The combination of his fingers inside her and her movements mimicked the rhythm of s3x.

She gasped, "Pull out..."

Feng Yi refused. The sensation was too exquisite; he didn't want it to end.

He curled his fingers, pressing against a sensitive spot inside her. Qiao Li's body trembled violently, a choked cry escaping her lips, "Ah...don't...don't press..."

She crawled forward on her hands and knees, her legs weak, desperate to escape the exquisite torture, finally dislodging his fingers.

"Ha...ha..." She rolled over, lying on her back, gasping for air.

Feng Yi thought she would be furious, but she simply stared at his fingers, her eyes glazed over.

He held them up. They glistened with her arovsal, shimmering strands of fluid stretching between them.

Qiao Li felt an ache of emptiness between her legs.

"Put it in..." she whispered breathlessly.

Feng Yi froze, looking up at her. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes hazy with lvst.

Seeing her like this, his arovsal intensified.

He spread her legs, sliding into her slick heat in one smooth stroke.

"Mmm..." Qiao Li moaned in pleasure.

He shifted experimentally, and she arched her back, gasping in delight.

She was so wet, her juices flowed freely, coating his hand and dripping down her thighs.

"Ah...faster...harder..." She gripped the sheets, grinding against his hand, taking all three fingers deep inside.

Feng Yi felt her wetness dripping down his wrist. "You're so wet," he murmured.

Qiao Li felt a flicker of embarrassment, but it was quickly overwhelmed by desire. "Because...ha...it feels so good...mmm...your fingers feel so good..."