Wang Xin's tongue lingered on that bald head.
Her fingers touched a bit of wetness.
She paused slightly.
Pressing her waist down, she made herself more comfortable lying on top.
Under the covers, her body formed a beautiful curve, her ample breasts hanging, her waist arching up, her snowy buttocks sticking up high.
Such an enticing posture, even a single glance could probably make you bleed from the nose.
At this moment, however, she was completely unaware, as her tongue gently licked at Tang Feng's urethral opening.
That soul-stirring sensation almost made Tang Feng cry out.
It was just too damn beautiful.
In the darkness of the room, it was exceptionally quiet.
Tang Feng lay on his back.
Below that thin blanket, a high bulge formed, which kept tossing and wriggling.
Ten minutes later.
Tang Feng's body shuddered.
Under the covers, Wang Xin felt that ferocious beast in her mouth swell rapidly.
A stream of scalding lava shot out from the urethral opening.
