The wind whistled on the rooftop.
Charlie couldn't wait to put his hot hands inside her clothes.
Shirley felt that her breathing was getting more rapid, and it seemed that with a slight movement, she would suffocate. "Charlie..." She was half-lying in his arms, and her voice was gentle and soft.
He just responded faintly, but his hands didn't stop moving. He pressed her against the wall and his hands caressed her body. He couldn't wait to get laid with her.
"Charlie, you can't... Someone will see us." She begged him in a low voice.
However, he didn't slow down at all. For him, she was just like a drug that made people addicted. After taking it once, he could no longer quit. He had held it back for so many days, and his self-control, which he had always thought was good, collapsed in f
