Faced with such an erotic request, Zhao Chi had no ground to refuse. So he carried Qiao Ling'er to the door and locked it.
No sooner had he locked the door than Qiao Ling'er kissed him eagerly. And faced with Qiao Ling'er's willing embrace, Zhao Chi didn't show the slightest sign of refusal. He immediately took control and passionately returned her fiery kisses.
Before they knew it, the two had tumbled to the floor. Qiao Ling'er was incredibly forward, her delicate hand had somehow found its way into Zhao Chi's trousers and firmly grasped his thick and powerful member, stroking it gently.
With her eyes clouded with desire, pupils dilated, she was amazed to find that Zhao Chi was unusually large, like a donkey's, and she had never seen anyone with such a big "tool" before.
Soon after, Qiao Ling'er's desire was ignited, and she writhed her sexy body continually, "Coach Zhao, I want..."
