Tang Feng's hand caressed those snow-white ankles and calves.
Meijia's skin was silky smooth, and his palm gliding over it felt like stroking silk.
That delicate figure twisted under Tang Feng's thrusting.
Those two beautiful legs were even pressed at a 180-degree angle against Tang Feng's body.
"Mmm… Mmm… Big Cock, brother… sister is in heaven… Oh… Oh… Do you like your sister?"
"I like her, I'm damn near bewitched by you, sister."
Which man wouldn't fancy such a stunner capable of experiencing various intricate positions?
"Oh… Oh… Really? You're not lying to me? …Oh… Oh… Slow down… Yours is too big, too long… It's making my stomach uncomfortable…"
That's the marvel of intricate positions.
They allowed the two lovers to get closer, intensifying and directifying the experience of making love.
The dim lotus pond.
There, beneath the willows, two young people battled with their flesh in such a demanding posture.
