Huo Hui kissed Tang Feng on the mouth again.
Then, she left Tang Feng's body.
However, she didn't actually leave, taking a pillow and lazily lying down next to him.
Han Ling couldn't wait to take her place, sitting on top of Tang Feng.
Role switch.
Tang Feng remained seated there, with Han Ling now the one straddling him.
By this time, Han Ling was already a muddy mess.
She wrapped her arms around Tang Feng's neck, bending down to engage in a century-long kiss.
Tang Feng's hands mischievously crept up to cup the fullness of her breasts.
In size, Han Ling's breasts were smaller than Huo Hui's.
Although petite, they were exceptionally springy.
Especially considering her tall figure and even smoother skin.
Tang Feng played with her springy breasts to his heart's content, utterly entranced.
Soon, Han Ling was panting continuously.
She lifted her pert bottom, found the right angle, and slowly sat down.
The fiery hardness gradually penetrated her body.
"Oh..."
