In the dimly lit room.
Liu Hanyan lay on the bed in a red spaghetti-strap dress, her face alluringly seductive. In the dusky setting, the fiery red of the dress appeared even more sizzling and tempting.
Her face was as delicate as a painting, and her eyebrows conveyed a charm that was alluring yet not coquettish; her eyes deep like autumn waters, radiating tenderness and allure.
At this moment, she lay on the pillow, her left hand gently caressing her soft, white breasts while her right hand explored the mysterious place between her legs, lightly stroking.
Once ready, she couldn't wait to push her fingers in, and began to move them rapidly.
At the same time.
She also let out waves of plaintive and enchanting moans.
In addition, there was a woman's passionate panting; her eyes closed, "Chen Nan, fuck me, faster, harder."
"Hmm!"
"It feels so good to be fucked by you!"
An atmosphere of ambiguity enveloped the entire room.
However.
