The socks on the inner side of Liu Siyu's arches were wrinkled from the friction of Zhao Chi's sizeable member, and so Zhao Chi used Liu Siyu's little feet to service himself for over half an hour, yet he still didn't feel like he was about to release.
At this moment, the outside of Liu Siyu's white socks remained spotless, without a hint of moisture, but were terribly wrinkled from Zhao Chi's actions, looking utterly disordered.
Zhao Chi then took those white socked jade feet, pressing them tightly against his lower half, letting them rub continuously over it.
Zhao Chi's member gently rubbed against the back of Liu Siyu's feet, feeling the texture of the cotton socks against his skin. With each rub, the socks got even more crumpled, and the unconscious Liu Siyu seemed to feel a ticklish sensation, her little feet beginning to hook back restlessly, presenting the arches of her white socks perfectly in front of Zhao Chi's manhood, waiting for the service to continue.
