"Ah~"
Zeng Li hugged him tightly, so that their bodies were also pressed closely together.
She used her plump buttocks to trap Xiao Song between them, sliding back and forth repeatedly.
In no time, her panties were soaked through, revealing a particularly clear and distinct outline.
Each friction made her gasp for breath.
Song Guanchao's muscles tensed, his reaction just as intense.
He wanted to push Zeng Li away, but felt it was too excessive.
After struggling with himself, he didn't push her away, but also didn't take the initiative, silently letting her continue.
"Ah, ah~"
Zeng Li's slender waist twisted joyfully, faster and faster, the stimulation multiplying, uncontrollably intense.
"Brother Song, it feels so good."
Zeng Li tilted up her face, her cheeks flushed, her eyes glossy with deep emotion.
"Brother Song, does it feel good to you?"
Song Guanchao kept silent.
"Hmph."
