When that pair of soft, full creatures were released from the tight grip of the black bodysuit, Yang Fan's eyes straightened once more.
The stark contrast between black and white delivered a powerful visual impact, sending his blood pressure soaring in an instant.
He bent down eagerly again, sucking and playing, kneading the fullness into various shapes.
Especially when he pressed the two together and took the little beans in his mouth, the sensation nearly made Yang Fan ascend right there on the spot.
Zhu Shanshan's bosom wasn't very large, at least a size smaller compared to Zhang Yulan's.
They could just about touch head to head, allowing Yang Fan to take them in his mouth all at once.
"Mmm… mmm…"
As Yang Fan continued to suck, Zhu Shanshan's emotions gradually became more excited.
She kicked against the car door, her supple waist involuntarily arching.
Yang Fan pressed his hand down in sync, caressing the incredibly smooth "Golden Valley" wrapped in stockings.
