"Sister-in-law!"
The delicate body in my arms was fragrant and soft, enticingly hot and voluptuous, while her small hand, so white and tender, gently moved, making me extremely comfortable.
"Xiao Yang, does it feel good? Is it a bit dry?"
"Mm!"
"Then should I spit on it a little, is that okay? I don't have much experience, I've never done this to Ah Hui before, we... we do it normally."
Song Yiran was a little embarrassed, puffed her cheeks, and expectorated some saliva onto her hand. She reached down to continue, "Ah, it's dry again, Xiao Yang, you're really too big! And so hot!"
"Sister-in-law, maybe I should do it myself! Like yesterday, is that okay?"
I said awkwardly.
"No need, I'll do it! It'll definitely work!" Song Yiran said, blew out a few more breaths of warm saliva, but after a while, she became a bit annoyed and simply sat up.
"Ooh! Ooh!"
