He put down his phone and earnestly played with Wu Xuelan's perky, soft, and full pair.
Although she was a married woman, Wu Xuelan was still childless thus far, and the twins were still very elastic.
They were big and elastic; the feeling in his hands was fantastic as he squeezed them.
Wu Xuelan had pleasured herself, moaning continuously, her pale neck lined with blue veins.
She supported Yang Fan's waist with both hands and sat up, continuing in a squatting position.
Looking down, she suddenly laughed lustfully, "Fanzi, look, you're all covered in my juices."
"It's obvious, you're really thirsty. The water could almost gush out," Yang Fan pulled a pillow over and placed it behind his neck, seriously watching where the two of them were closely joined.
"Have you been with other women?" Wu Xuelan suddenly asked.
Yang Fan thought for a moment and shook his head; no need to reveal too much.
