Hmm?
Enjoying yourself?
What enjoyment?
Inside the room, Dong Xuebin did not quite understand. He merely blinked and lay flat on the bed as Zhang Longjuan had instructed, facing the ceiling.
"Big Sister Zhang, what are you..." Dong Xuebin asked.
"Take off your clothes," Zhang Longjuan said, looking at him.
"Huh? I already took them off." Dong Xuebin looked back at her.
Zhang Longjuan tugged at his underwear. "Then what's this?"
Dong Xuebin immediately understood a little, and his spirits rose. "Okay, okay, okay."
In a few quick movements, he stripped off his underwear and tossed it beside the bed, then waited for her eagerly.
Zhang Longjuan was amused by his lustful impatience. She burst into laughter and gave his hair a careless slap. "Look how impatient you are, kid!"
"I'm not," Dong Xuebin argued.
Zhang Longjuan smiled. "Ready?"
"Mm-hmm, ready, ready," Dong Xuebin said.
"Hehe, then Big Sister Zhang is getting on."
Zhang Longjuan rose smoothly, swung her long pale legs over Dong Xuebin, and sat down. Yet instead of sitting on his legs, her ample pale backside landed squarely on his stomach. Big Sister Zhang was tall, nearly as tall as Dong Xuebin, and she was a mature woman with a full, sexy figure. Naturally, she was not especially light. The moment she sat down, Dong Xuebin started coughing. She had clearly crushed him pretty badly, nearly squeezing his dinner out of him. His face wore an expression caught between laughter and tears—painful, but happy.
"What are you doing?" Dong Xuebin asked with difficulty, holding his breath.
"Is Big Sister Zhang really that heavy? Ha..." Zhang Longjuan mocked him, scraping his little nose. "With a body like yours, you still want to sleep with me?"
Dong Xuebin chuckled. "We'll see about that."
Zhang Longjuan tossed her curly hair.