Her figure is just perfect!
Even through the thin, tight leggings.
I can feel the tenderness of her skin, the softness between her hips and pubic bone.
A little further down, I'm almost reaching the mysterious garden.
"Ah, don't go further down. Why don't you let go of my hand, and I'll get it for you?"
Lan Yun moaned softly, and her legs instinctively clamped together, tightly shut.
But this only made the leggings stretch tighter, revealing shapes that shouldn't be seen.
My breath inevitably grew hotter: "Nothing in the top, nothing in the front pockets, it has to be in the back pocket then."
"No, my pants don't have a back pocket!"
But my hand had already landed there.
Her two cotton-soft buttocks immediately fell under my control.
The astonishing softness and firm elasticity spread clearly in my palm.
Such cotton-soft buttocks, only a professional yoga instructor would have.
The unparalleled taste made my heart tremble.
