Gao Yanhong kept her eyes on me.
Her beautiful, intellectual face was cold and numb, flickering with deep-seated hatred and savagery, bordering on madness.
She slowly slipped off her suit pants, revealing a pair of long, fair legs.
They were lengthy, well-proportioned, and robust, extremely white and tender, incredibly sexy!
Another pair of top-notch legs!
My gaze swept over them and settled on her groin, drinking in the alluring sight, the black lace panties thin enough to reveal the sparse foliage within.
Beneath was a thin slit, plump and enticing...
She tossed her pants aside, stepped out in high heels, her legs not clamped closed, but instead spread open before me as she stood tall.
The large, tender whiteness, even with a bra supporting them, still quivered intensely.
"Chen Yang, come on!"
Her tone was stern, laden with intense humiliation and hatred.
