The sunlight poured into the bedroom, casting a stark white over the large bed.
Looking at Zhu Zhixuan and Ke Yunan intertwined on the bed, the two embodying the essence of mature femininity, they were lovingly caressing each other at that moment.
Kneeling beneath them, Lin Fan grasped Zhu Zhixuan's slender waist, thrusting against her plump, round behind.
Every thrust brought a moan from her lips, as she lowered her head to passionately kiss Ke Yunan's alluring red lips.
"You two are getting more playful."
As Lin Fan's hands wrapped around Ke Yunan's upraised legs, grabbing onto Zhu Zhixuan's slender waist, he admired their passionate kissing, his favorite thing after all, as there was something beautifully striking about women kissing, highlighted by the enticing deformation of their pressed-together breasts.
