So closely pressed against each other at zero distance.
Ye Tian could not stop smelling the pleasant fragrance emanating from his aunt's body.
He glanced at Li Guodong, who kept walking ahead.
The next second.
He wrapped his arms around Sun Qing and, unable to wait any longer, kissed her cool, red lips eagerly.
Sun Qing cooperated with Ye Tian, moving her hand holding the Furious Dragon up and down, her full and ample breasts rubbing against Ye Tian's body.
The Furious Dragon in Ye Tian's pants was increasingly restless, becoming hotter and more rigid.
His aunt's gentle touch was extremely comforting.
Ye Tian stuck out his tongue, skillfully prying open Sun Qing's pearly teeth.
The moment his tongue touched Sun Qing's fragrant tongue,
the sensation only excited him more.
His tongue tangled eagerly with Sun Qing's fragrant tongue.
This kiss lasted for over thirty seconds.
