Two massive, soft snowy peaks, incredibly bouncy, with their nipples slightly tilted upward, each of those giant waves shaped to absolute perfection, without a hint of sagging.
Lin Hao didn't bother with politeness—he grabbed one in each hand, greedily squeezing and kneading them hard.
Such a perfect body, those double peaks simply couldn't be grasped fully in one hand, just a tad smaller than Peng Yunyan's.
But these firm, mature peaks on this gorgeous older woman stood proud and upright, almost like a young girl's—plump, perky, and the feel of that flesh in his hands was mind-blowing.
Lin Hao played with her two soft snowy peaks, gently kneading them, her ample breasts constantly morphing into all kinds of shapes in his hands, from round to squished, while the now pink nipples became even more delicate and tempting thanks to the rush of blood.
Staring at such beautiful mounds and those nectar-sweet nipples, he opened wide and took one into his mouth.
