At this moment, the young auntie had already closed her eyes completely out of shyness.
Chen Mo's mouth slowly passed over the neck, finally coming to rest on the surface of her breasts.
At first, Chen Mo simply kissed the pristine area.
But eventually, his lips enveloped the peaks entirely.
And with his agile tongue, he began to draw circles relentlessly on them.
Moreover, Chen Mo continuously and attentively cared for both sides of the peaks.
Soon, the young auntie couldn't stand it anymore, her hands gripping Chen Mo's jade dragon became even greasier.
At the same time, her tempting lips couldn't help but emit low moans.
"Ah..."
At this moment, Chen Mo felt as if he were listening to a heavenly melody.
So, he once again slid his hand between Jing Jing's legs.
This time, Jing Jing very naturally spread her legs to either side.
Chen Mo deliberately surveyed the peach blossom spring below.
