So tender!
So comfortable!
When Li Chen's hand touched the full mounds, the wonderful tight sensation was so comfortable he could moan.
Although they couldn't compare in size with those mature women around him, the unique tight elasticity of a young girl was too comfortable to touch.
There were also the tender cherries on top, so soft and tender.
Small and petite.
His fingers gently grazed over, causing the sensitive body of the girl to tremble repeatedly.
"Mmm! Ah! So itchy!"
Fang Yan let out faint moans from her cherry lips, melodious like the sound of heaven.
Instinctively, her slender jade hands reached upwards.
Seeing this, Li Chen quickly raised his head to avoid her reaching hands, not wanting to wake her up.
After enjoying for a while longer, he got up from the bed, picked up her wet camisole, skirt, and thigh-high stockings, left the bedroom, put them into the washing machine, and washed them for her.
