The junior sisters were also undressed by Lin Zhenghui, who stuffed their pants pockets full to the brim.
Upon returning to the minibus, Lin Zhenghui had them take off their bras as well, tossing them onto the seats above.
One beautiful bra after another hung from the seats, the scent filling the bus and sending men's dopamine levels into an excited frenzy.
Fortunately, the driver was a middle-aged woman around forty years old.
No one knew where the eldest sister had found her, offering a day's fare of 1200 yuan.
"How does it feel?" Lin Zhenghui pulled Yang Muer over and had her straddle him, spreading her legs.
"So thrilling!" they exclaimed in unison.
Because one of the junior sisters was wearing white clothing, when she took her bra off,
The small mounds that rose in front could reveal two faint marks, little spots.
At a glance, anyone could tell she wasn't wearing a bra underneath.
