In the midst of a frenzied kiss,
Tang Feng stood up, cradling Meng Lingshan's delicate body in his arms.
Meng Lingshan's two black, beautiful legs wrapped around Tang Feng's body, her massive breasts pressing tightly against his chest.
Twisting her charming body, she intertwined passionately with Tang Feng.
As the kiss of the century ended,
Meng Lingshan, panting for breath, opened her eyes only to realize that Tang Feng had carried her to the front of the horse face skirt suit.
In an instant, she understood Tang Feng's intentions.
Meng Lingshan said indignantly, "You little rascal, we really can't do this—if someone found out, it would be so embarrassing."
"Godmom, if you don't tell, and I don't tell, how would anyone know?" Tang Feng said breathlessly, "Wearing this horse face skirt suit, you can't really see anything.
At most, they could only see the black stockings."
After a brief struggle and hesitation.
