Immediately after, Yang Xiaozhu carefully slipped her hand under the blanket, and then, with a bashful twist of her body, she removed a pair of white lace panties.
Watching the white lace panties slide down Yang Xiaozhu's snowy and slippery thighs, a thrilled Zhang Guangbei couldn't help but howl with excitement.
Zhao Chi, although seemingly composed on the surface, would reveal hastened breathing to anyone near. His manhood underneath slightly throbbed a few times, conveying an indescribable sense of swelling pain from below.
Yang Xiaozhu walked over to Zhao Chi, looking at his thick, powerful manhood, her face blushed with shyness, "Director Zhao, you must be good, no moving around, okay?"
Then, Yang Xiaozhu was seen slowly straddling Zhao Chi's body, spreading her slender legs and shakily sitting down onto his swollen member.
