Fang Mengzhu wrapped her hands around Lin Hao's shoulders, her fingers delicately stroking his muscular back as if she wanted to knead Lin Hao right into her own body.
Lin Hao gazed at those beautiful, soft snowy mounds, and brought both hands to bear, kneading them eagerly, his fingers rolling and teasing her tender Ru Lei buds.
A woman's Ru Lei might be meant for nurturing the next generation, but also for nourishing this one.
So soft and fine—melting in the mouth.
Lin Hao felt the moment her bud entered his mouth, it was like tasting an osmanthus cake, instantly dissolving on his tongue.
Fang Mengzhu watched as the man sucked at her Jiaoru, a powerful visual and sensory shock storming through her.
"Mmm… ah… not so hard… ah… softer, please… ah…"
The beauty's fragrant, misty lips released sounds as heavenly as music, gentle moans dripping like honey.
