Tang Feng was utterly engrossed in digging through that soppy flower path, but it was Tang Chenlu who suffered.
She struggled mightily to suppress the pleasure, wanting to cry out but daring not to.
She was about to go crazy from holding it in.
It was too much... she really couldn't hold back any longer.
Her neck tilted back high, her face flushed with allure and desire.
That lean belly tensed, arching upward.
And her round, perky ass, along with a pair of beautiful legs, tightly squeezed Tang Feng's hand, rubbing against the seat, twisting without restraint.
She truly couldn't hold back any longer.
She was about to scream out loud.
The little man beside her looked on with a naughty smile on his face.
His hands were playing in her two private areas.
He was so bad, and yet so skilled.
He made her feel weak all over, with orgasms washing over her again and again.
