White! Big! Tender!
The moment of contact, I felt like I was about to float away from beauty.
Tao Yimeng carried the flavor of a young girl, so alluring to my senses.
With a rich milky aroma, it captivated me completely.
But Qiao Yuxin was still behind the sofa!
"Little Tao, you don't have any bugs, how are you going to catch them?"
I licked my dry lips, rubbed them a few times, then dared not move.
But the fresh, tender sensation made my whole body heat up, my pants almost tearing apart.
"But big brother, when I get close to you, it feels like bugs are crawling on me, just like last time."
Tao Yimeng whined coquettishly.
The gentle voice was almost melting my heart.
And her body was very light, sitting on my lap, feeling weightless.
Occasionally twisting, brushing against my heat, hooking my very soul.
But then, there came a faint cough from behind the sofa.
My hands suddenly froze.
This was Qiao Yuxin reminding me!
