As the pieces of clothing fell to the ground one by one, Jiang Qing's fair and beautiful body was fully revealed to Zhang Xiaomeng's eyes.
Zhang Xiaomeng, who was already quite large, swelled up even more, feeling as though he was about to explode.
Reaching out, Zhang Xiaomeng began to knead the two soft and fragrant mounds.
At the same time, he also saw the shiny wet trail beneath Jiang Qing's body.
Zhang Xiaomeng had an urge to press this woman beneath him and release himself completely.
However, remembering Jiang Qing's earlier refusal, he still tried hard to restrain himself.
The man's strong hands were kneading on her soft peaks, and Jiang Qing felt a wave of heat throughout her body.
She dared not meet the man's beast-like, fervent gaze, and hurriedly bowed her head to continue aiding Zhang Xiaomeng.
After another full ten minutes, Zhang Xiaomeng's body suddenly tensed up, and then a low growl emerged from deep within his throat.
"Cough cough cough!"
