Ye Tian glanced down and his breathing became a bit quicker.
Under the white pencil skirt, Auntie Sun Qing's butt seemed even more lifted!
Even through his trousers, Ye Tian could feel the elasticity of her prominent buttocks.
At this moment.
Images of Sister Shen dressed in a white wedding gown kept flashing in his mind.
Especially the thought of overpowering Sister Shen and fervently taking her on the day of her re-marriage ceremony with Zhao Jianfeng.
The Furious Dragon pressed against Sun Qing's lifted butt grew increasingly astonishing.
"Auntie, did you think of me last night?"
Ye Tian pressed his body even tighter from behind.
He inhaled the fragrance of Sun Qing's hair while the Furious Dragon rested in the crevice between her lifted buttocks.
Then.
He slowly moved his waist.
Letting the Furious Dragon rub against the crease atop Sun Qing's butt.
