The taste of Su Qin is truly unforgettable.

Even though she lost her virginity in a bicycle accident when she was young and has a scar.

But the feeling she gives me is no different from the first time.

And compared to the first awkward time with Qiao Yuxin,

she gave me more comfort.

This physical pleasure is truly unparalleled.

Seeing her enchanting scene, I was filled with a rush of passion, unable to wait another moment.

"No, you’re so rough, I won’t give it to you."

Su Qin quickly covered her important parts.

Yet this half-hidden, half-revealed state added a layer of hazy allure.

"Secretary Su, my fire is already blazing, you can’t intentionally make me suffer."

I was caught in limbo.

"You had a taste of the fitting room with my sister first, now being with me, you must be thinking of her."

Su Qin reminisced about the scene, filled with melancholy.

"Of course not, right now I only want you, and that time with Su Yue was sneaky as well."

"Then now, you can be open about it?"

"Of course, when I’m with you, there’s no need to sneak around."

I boldly embraced her.

My hands didn’t stay idle, pulling down her half-removed spaghetti strap dress and the panties around her knees entirely to her ankles.

During this process, Su Qin struggled slightly, glaring at me.

In a state of half-push half-pull, she let me strip her bare.

A body with curves exposed like that appeared before my eyes.

In a state with nothing left to hide, made the tent in my pants swell even more.

Just when I was about to step forward, Su Qin’s hands pressed against my chest, maintaining a distance.

"Wait, I haven’t asked you yet, how did my sister change her bra in front of you?"

"How could it be, just like now, I guess."

"Fine, she showed you how she changed her bra, so I’ll show you how I change my panties!"

Su Qin, with a mischievous intent, developed a sense of competition.

After speaking, she casually took out a brand new pair of panties from the storage bag beside her.

This was her specially placed storage bag in the fitting room, containing many selectable panties for customers to compare.

For hygiene, there were disposable plastic briefs provided.

After customers put on the plastic briefs, they could freely try the panties.

But as the boss here, Su Qin could try them on and take them home, without needing the plastic briefs.

Under my gaze, Su Qin bent down, slipped on a pair of crisscross desire panties from her ankles.

As she slowly pulled them upward, they moved from her calves to her knees.

When they reached her thighs,

Su Qin paused intentionally, observing my reaction.

Seeing my eyes light up, she gave me a slightly smug glance.

With her round hips tilted, she finally pulled up the panties to her waist, covering her alluring curves.

Gulp!

My saliva almost flowed out!

The way she put on those panties, her posture and expression, were incredibly enticing.

Especially the crisscross design of those desire panties, the style was extremely bold.

It’s just a few cotton straps, woven together, crisscrossing around her waist, like a pure desire enchantress in the night, capturing one’s soul.

"Do they look good?"

Su Qin seemed in a much better mood, even deliberately spinning in front of me.

This crisscross desire panties not only fully showcased her to me,

but also her melons in the front swayed a white wave as she spun.

This enticing scene almost made the tent in my pants burst....