"Ah, that feels so good!"
"Naughty little brother, hurry up and come inside, your sister is so itchy."
Zhang Jie's plump body twisted and turned, her moans like bewitching music, relentlessly battering Wang Dahai's sanity.
After Wang Dahai caressed her with his large hand for a while, he went to pry aside her little intimates.
But her buttocks were so big that the skirt clung tightly, as did the little intimates.
He tried several times but couldn't pry them aside.
His movements were somewhat frantic, unable to find the right technique.
"Naughty little brother, you're so clumsy."
Zhang Jie was ravenous with desire, feeling Wang Dahai's clumsy movements, she grew increasingly impatient.
Thus, she lifted herself slightly, lifting her buttocks off the couch, and then actively hiked her skirt up to her waist.
Next, she slowly rolled down her little intimates, hanging them on her thigh.
After doing all that, she seized Wang Dahai's hand, guiding it to her damp fertile land.
