Two-Faced Girlfriend - Chapter 8.2

The car fell silent.

The small space intensified the intimate atmosphere, fermenting to its peak with no escape.

Xu Yawei buried her face between Si Man’s legs.

A fresh scent wafted, likely from Si Man’s laundry soap.

Xu Yawei loved it, almost addicted, always taking a deep sniff.

Xu Yawei’s heavy breaths hit Si Man’s delicate lower body, making her pvssy tighten repeatedly.

Si Man felt a certain organ down there producing shameful liquid from those rough breaths, the liquid trickling down her thighs, trying to soak the seat beneath her.

Si Man hated to admit it, but Xu Yawei easily dispelled her negative emotions and aroused her desire.

She wanted to press Xu Yawei’s head hard against her thighs.

Si Man resisted, but Xu Yawei tested her patience.

One more minute—just one—if her mouth didn’t land, Si Man would get angry.

Fifty-six…

Fifty-seven…

Fifty-eight…

Fi—mmm…

A warm, soft thing grazed her eager slit—Xu Yawei’s tongue.

As if hearing Si Man’s inner countdown, Xu Yawei’s lips landed just before the last second.

Her soft tongue slid between the pvssy lips, stirring juices with lascivious sounds.

Her breathing was audible, the air growing thin.

Si Man looked down.

Below her rising and falling abdomen was Xu Yawei’s delicate forehead, slim brows, long lashes, seductive eyes, and high nose.

Her red lips overlapped Si Man’s equally red pvssy lips, hiding the full view.

As Si Man watched, entranced, Xu Yawei shifted, moving closer but lifting her head slightly, a silver thread stretching between her lips and Si Man’s pvssy.

Si Man’s breath caught.

This damn woman—how was she so seductive!

She wanted more now!

Si Man grabbed Xu Yawei’s head, pressing her face hard against her thighs.

Si Man moaned, “Mmm…”

In the car’s tight space, the moan landed clearly in Xu Yawei’s ears.

Si Man panting so early, so seductively, was rare.

Despite a face full of sticky liquid, Xu Yawei felt thrilled.

Xu Yawei sucked Si Man’s pvssy lips hard, her tongue plunging deep into the wet hole.

Unlike the lazy, seductive cat from before, she now resembled a starving lion, wanting to devour Si Man whole.

“Ah… mmm…”

Si Man’s one hand tangled in Xu Yawei’s hair, the other gripped the car door.

Her body tensed, but her juices flowed more.

The tingling pleasure climbed step by step, spreading through her body.

Her toes curled in her heels, her hand clutched the car’s edge, her forearm’s lines clear, her back straight, eyes closed, long white neck arched, moans restrained yet seductive.

Si Man climaxed in Xu Yawei’s mouth.

So hot, so tired, the climax’s dizziness nearly disoriented Si Man.

She slowly opened her eyes, meeting Xu Yawei’s triumphant, seductive smile.

Si Man’s eyes lit up.

She pulled Xu Yawei up from below and quickly pressed her onto the passenger seat.

“So happy watching me climax?”

Xu Yawei’s smile didn’t fade.

“Yeah, especially compared to your usual fierce look. It feels like such an achievement.”

Si Man leaned close to Xu Yawei’s face, so near they could see each other’s fine facial hair.

Xu Yawei tilted her head to kiss those close lips, but Si Man pulled back slightly.

“Am I fierce?”

Xu Yawei touched Si Man’s chest through her shirt.

“Not fierce. I mean your big chest looks so good.”

Si Man kissed Xu Yawei’s lips hard, her hand slipping into Xu Yawei’s tight tank top, kneading her br3ast.

“Mmm… ah…”

Xu Yawei softened cooperatively, the lion turning back into a docile kitten.

The kitten purred comfortably, retracting her claws, rolling over to await her master’s touch.

The bothersome fur was peeled away, revealing tender little n1pples.

Si Man buried her head, sucking one gently, licking slowly, making the kitten moan nonstop.

Xu Yawei moaned, “Mmm… So itchy… ah…”

There was something even itchier.

Si Man stripped the kitten’s lower fur too. Xu Yawei’s pvssy was wetter than Si Man’s, with cool and warm fluids, suggesting it had been flowing for a while.

Her fingertips shallowly probed the pvssy opening, the kitten purring softly, her soft paws lightly clutching Si Man’s shoulders.

When the fingers plunged deep, the kitten stopped being soft, turning fiercely cute, moaning loudly and forcefully.

The sharp claws hidden in her pads peeked out, scratching Si Man’s back painfully.

Unbeknownst to her, the fiercer the kitten, the more Si Man wanted to tease her.

She thrust her fingers deep into Xu Yawei’s pvssy, then poked around randomly, leaving the kitten helpless, retracting her claws and letting Si Man ravage her without protest.

As Xu Yawei moaned intently, Si Man suddenly stopped.

“Is my technique as bad as the novel said?”

Si Man had seen her phone screen.

Xu Yawei played dumb.

“What?”

Si Man thrust hard inside.

“Reading porn and blushing on set? You’re bold.”

She really saw it.

Xu Yawei blushed more, whining, “Don’t my moans prove it’s good?”

Si Man sped up her thrusts.

“Do you like reading novels or fucking me?”

The fanfiction was good, with an embellished atmosphere, stirring emotions, but fiction couldn’t compare to the real thrill of being with Si Man.

The tingling pleasure nearly consumed Xu Yawei.

She said haltingly, “Ah… I like you… like… the real you… mmm…”

The pvssy flesh flipped outward, juices splashing from the thrusting fingers.

Their bodies and the car trembled in rhythm.

The lascivious sounds, lewd scent, and rhythm stimulated their senses, fueling the two women’s desires.

“Si Man… ah… Si Man…”

Xu Yawei hugged Si Man tightly, arching her hips to thrust her lower body upward.

The climax surged again…