The scorching touch, slight scent, further stimulated Zhang Xintong, causing saliva to gush, her little hole moistening.
Impatiently grabbed the big gun and stuffed it into the mouth.
Started inhaling and exhaling eagerly.
Wu Song comfortably squinted his eyes, rubbing Zhang Xintong's hair, laughing: "Haven't seen you in a few days, Tongtong's oral skills have improved!"
Zhang Xintong felt a burst of pride; she and Zhang Xinran often practiced bed skills and oral skills.
Just afraid that Wu Song would disdain her.
Receiving Wu Song's praise at this moment, Zhang Xintong was instantly very happy.
Swallowed with even more force.
Soon she was panting and dripping with fragrant sweat.
Wu Song signaled her to rise.
Zhang Xintong immediately understood, got up, obediently turned around, supported the bed, and stuck her butt out. Her rounded hips were suddenly appealingly plump and eye-catching.
