Gradually, han Yuexu's kiss deepened.
Han qiqing could feel his strong demand.
He pried open her teeth, his hot tongue going straight in, snatching away the sweetness in her small mouth.
Han qiqing's tongue was numb from his sucking.
What was wrong with him today?
So ...
Her face turned red, and she could clearly feel something under her butt.
The way they were sitting allowed him to do anything he wanted.
His big hand went under her clothes and touched her soft body.
With the bra's obstruction, his hands couldn't do as he wished.
He let go of her small mouth and stared at her with his dark eyes that were like fire. &Quot; raise your hand. &Quot;
Han qiqing didn't understand, but she did as she was told.
Han Yuexu removed her shirt.
Han qiqing blushed and crossed her arms in front of her chest.
"Brother ..."
