Qin Song moved to his lap as she placed her legs around him then she adjusted her hips over his p***s and slowly, ever so slowly, began to lower it.
Her milky white thighs sank down, and the labia sucked in the head of his p***s.
"Nn~!"
Surprisingly, Qin Song was the first to raise her voice. The tip had not even fully entered her slit yet, but her thin eyebrows twisted and s****l moans escaped on her breath.
Shi Tian, on the other hand, could not say anything at all. He was spellbound by those well-formed mounds on her chest.
Finally, the mushroom shaped head lined up perfectly with her secret entrance as she began to sink down.
He felt a tight ring of flesh wrap around his p***s and was impressed by the pleasure his aroused p***s's nerves received from the warmth of the soaking wet
