Because both of them were lying on their sides, Lin Hao tightly hugged her from behind, letting her feel the thrilling sensation of flesh pressing tightly against flesh all over her body.
Now, the young widow's sensitive body became increasingly hot, her inner desires blazing like an unrestrained wildfire.
She reached back to hold Lin Hao's head, trying hard to turn his head and kiss him actively.
Since the young widow was so proactive, Lin Hao naturally kissed her tender red lips, beginning a passionate embrace.
"Mmm mmm... ooh ooh... mmm... mmm mmm..."
Xie Wenxin let out a deep moan.
Lin Hao's hips kept moving, his thick rod thrusting between her thighs.
The previously closed big cherry lips gradually opened under the friction of the rod, slowly clamping around it.
Thus, the rod, like a sausage, was held by the big lips, sliding back and forth.
