After what had just happened, the person behind her seemed to resume normal actions. Ying Huanhuan felt that the person's right hand no longer pulled at her nipples, but gently kneaded her breasts, pinching her nipples with their fingers. The person's hand, which had reached from behind her buttocks, pulled her panties out of her underwear, but didn't touch them. Instead, it gently slid from bottom to top across her vulva, sometimes applying slightly more pressure, pressing and moving their fingers back and forth on her clitoris, and sometimes reaching further forward to press their fingertips on her clitoris.
Ying Huanhuan pursed her lips. Although the person behind her was making her feel very comfortable, she endured it, not letting any moans escape her lips. She could endure it before with the help of drugs, let alone now that this person had neither the aid of drugs nor Lin Dong's skills or the pleasure he provided. So, enduring it was even easier for her. The only thing she felt a little ashamed was not knowing who it was. Ying Huanhuan was reminded of yesterday's scene with Qing Ye; her body had been seen by someone other than Lin Dong and Qing Ye. So, the thought of her body being played with by another man made her feel even more ashamed.
After a few minutes of this, seemingly finding it boring that Ying Huanhuan wasn't making a sound, the person stopped what he was doing and then moved from behind her to in front of her.
Ying Huanhuan's face flushed slightly more than before. If the person had been standing behind her, he could have touched her body, but he wouldn't have been able to see it. Now, standing in front of her, he could not only touch it but also see it, causing Ying Huanhuan to feel a surge of shyness. Although she had already been seen, the obstructed view made her feel as if she were being watched.
After standing in front of her, the person didn't let her remain shy. As if to elicit a sound, Ying Huanhuan felt a pair of hands directly cover her breasts, her snow-white breasts being grasped in the hands of the person in front of her. She couldn't see them, only feel them changing shape. Her nipples weren't spared either, being casually teased by the fingers of the person in front of her. Soon, although Ying Huanhuan didn't moan, she was still panting heavily from the person in front of her.
After a while, Ying Huanhuan felt the hand that had been kneading her breasts stop and leave her body. Then, she heard a soft sound from her front, followed by the sensation of her skirt being lifted. Ying Huanhuan wasn't sure if the person had squatted down, but even if they hadn't, they should have lifted her skirt as high as they could see. The thought of her panties being soaked with her own fluids, her pubic hair and vulva exposed, and now being watched by someone she didn't know, made her shudder with shame. However, because her limbs were bound, her movements were largely ineffective, almost as if she were displaying her body to the person in front of her, enticing them to touch her. However, it was clear she was completely unaware of this, and weakly said, "Don't look..."
Whether the person looked or not, Ying Huanhuan didn't know, but she knew that the person had touched her body. It was probably the person's left hand that lifted her skirt, because a right hand touched her left thigh, then slowly moved towards her inner thigh, finally touching the tender flesh next to her vulva at the edge of her panties. However, the hand didn't rush to pull aside her panties, but instead went over them and touched her pubic hair. Ying Huanhuan trembled again because of this. After rubbing her pubic hair, the hand continued to touch her mons pubis, then touched her vulva, and Ying Huanhuan trembled again, two blushes rising on her cheeks.
"Mmm..." The touch on her lower body still made her make a slight sound, but it was only fleeting. Ying Huanhuan quickly suppressed it, and no more moans escaped, while the hand slid along Ying Huanhuan's lower body.
It wasn't just on Ying Huanhuan's vulva, but roamed around her lower body, following the contours of her body.
While that right hand was exploring her body, perhaps finding it troublesome, Ying Huanhuan felt the left hand, which had been lifting her skirt, touch her slender waist, and then tuck what should have been the hem of her skirt into the seam of her lower abdomen. This resulted in her lower body being ravaged by two hands. Shortly after the left hand joined in, both hands stopped moving and slowly moved to the sides of her thighs, grasping the sides of her panties.
Although Ying Huanhuan couldn't see anything, she was still so ashamed that she turned her head away. She wanted to grab her panties or clamp her legs together to stop the person in front of her, but with her limbs bound, she couldn't do either. She could only let the person pull her panties down. She felt the sides of the panties slip off her thighs, then her pubic hair was no longer covered, then the panties slipped off her mons pubis, and finally the bottom edge of the panties left her vulva. Although she couldn't see it, Ying Huanhuan felt that she was already so wet down there. When the panties left her vulva, there would probably be some sticky fluid on her vulva and the panties. If that person kept staring at her lower body, they would definitely see it. The thought of being seen like this made Ying Huanhuan even more ashamed.
The person who pulled down Ying Huanhuan's panties was unaware of her shyness. They simply continued pulling them down, but not all the way to her knees, before stopping. Ying Huanhuan could feel her panties hanging at her knees. Then, a hand directly touched her vulva, the palm covering her mons pubis, the middle finger pressing against her vulva, the index and ring fingers gently pinching her labia majora. The hand then slid upwards, scraping against her lower body, especially the middle finger gliding over her vulva, causing Ying Huanhuan to tremble again, but she managed to suppress a sound.
Shortly after that hand brushed against her, Ying Huanhuan felt it return to her lower body, this time with another hand following, placing one on each of her thighs. Then, she felt his left hand brush against her right labia majora, causing her body to flinch slightly. But with her limbs bound, where could she possibly shrink?
Next, she felt both of his thumbs touch her vulva, his fingers pressing against her two sides. She felt her lower body being slowly parted. She didn't know if he was squatting beneath her, looking up into her stretched-open vulva. The unknown is the most terrifying, yet also the most alluring and shameful.
In Ying Huanhuan's mind, an image of a faceless man squatting beneath her flashed before her eyes. The man leaned forward, his head held high, staring intently at her lower body. His hands parted her labia majora, revealing her pink labia minora. Then, his hands continued to stretch her vulva open. At this moment, thin strands of mucus connected to the inner walls of her vagina. As the vulva was stretched wider, the area where the mucus touched the vaginal walls decreased, causing it to drip down. Finally, due to gravity, it was pulled... She was pulled away from her vagina and fell onto the man's face. Even so, his eyes were wide open. She could almost see her wet, stretched-open vagina through his eyes, and the slightly writhing vaginal walls covered in her own fluids. The thought of this scene made her turn her head away, her cheeks flushing red. But what the truth was, she didn't know. If the person in front of her had penetrated her, it would have only made Ying Huanhuan feel a little shy and then comfortable. But having her vagina stretched open and having her inner flesh stared at like this made Ying Huanhuan feel incredibly ashamed.
After the man spread Ying Huanhuan's vagina open, he remained motionless for about half a minute. Although the time was short, those few minutes felt incredibly long to Ying Huanhuan. Then, the man made a new move; his right hand left her vagina, and his left hand took over. Ying Huanhuan felt that her vagina was being spread open by the man's left index finger and thumb. She didn't know what his right hand was going to do, but after a few seconds, she knew what it was doing because she heard the buzzing sound of a vibrating toy. Clearly, the man had taken out the toy he had just put away.