Her little tongue, sweet with flavor, barged into Su Fan's mouth.
Her soft chest kept rubbing against Su Fan.
Su Fan surrendered in an instant.
After a passionate kiss.
The weather was hot, and Su Fan was wearing shorts.
Wang Fei pulled down the shorts.
The Divine Artifact revealed itself.
It stood tall in anticipation.
"Look at how thirsty you've become, come on, let me help you," she cooed.
Wang Fei let out a coquettish smile and leaned down.
"Ah."
As he was engulfed, Su Fan gasped in a breath of cool air and slumped into the seat.
Her technique was deep and skilled.
After more than ten minutes.
Wang Fei raised her head.
At this moment, her face was red to the extreme, and her eyes were already hazy with desire.
"Xiao Fan, I feel uncomfortable, I want it too."
Su Fan revealed a wicked smile.
"Then I'll allow you to come on top," he said.
Wang Fei immediately removed her panties.
Then she turned around and straddled Su Fan's waist.
The seat was laid back.
