Han Yun's upper body was sprawled over Tang Feng.
Those two beautiful legs, stacked upon each other, lay on the seat cushion, with her light-colored skirt sliding off her legs, revealing a swathe of snowy white.
Looking up along those beautiful legs.
On her plump, perky buttocks was a pink lace panty cinched tight.
Tang Feng's palm rested on her slender, beautiful legs, gently caressing them.
The silky skin, smooth as satin.
He moved his hand up along her legs and finally, ventured between her thighs.
The tight lace panties enveloped her plump pussy.
His fingers touched it; it was squashy, soft.
The panties were thin as gauze; his fingers felt almost no resistance through them.
"Mmm..."
Han Yun squinted her eyes, letting out a muffled hum through her nose.
Her pretty eyes quickly became misty.
"Husband..." Han Yun wrapped her arms around Tang Feng's neck, cooing seductively.
Tang Feng felt as if his bones were melting from her sultry voice.
