Two equally soft jade hands were stacked one above the other, deftly working the fiery hardness.
The sensation was downright explosive.
It was as if Wang Xin and Sister Wang Xin were both attending to him with their hands at the very same time.
It was no longer a simple matter of one plus one equals two.
Tang Feng's left hand, taking its chances, snaked into Wang Xin's neckline, familiarly seizing her plump breast, kneading it tenderly.
That snowy flesh mound kept changing shape in his large palm.
"Oh... it's so unbearable... I don't want this..." Sister Wang Xin moaned in anguish as she twisted her waist.
"Then what do you want?" Tang Feng asked with a smile.
"I want you to love me," Sister Wang Xin said, her eyes clouded with desire.
"Aren't I loving you right now?"
Sister Wang Xin shook her head, her moans of 'mmhm' continuous, her beautiful legs tightly squeezing Tang Feng's hand, twisting her buttocks.
