Zhao Yiming lifted her body and placed her down in front of the giant window. The glass spanned nearly the entire wall, giving the penthouse a bright, open feel.
But more importantly, it would satisfy Su Meilin's deep, hidden kink.
"Yiming?"
He pushed her forward, bending her over until her body pressed against the glass, her ass facing him.
He leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "Look at the building across, Meilin… I wonder what they'd do if they saw us like this?"
Su Meilin froze, stunned. But for some reason, the idea of being watched—especially from this room facing a busy office across the street—made her body shudder.
The thrill made her heart beat faster, especially as he ground his hard cock, already wrapped in a condom, against her soaked pussy.
"Ngghh~ Don't tease me like that!" she moaned, standing on her tiptoes to grind against his shaft harder.
His tip pressed on her clit as she whimpered.
