At this moment, Yin Meng was not sure whether the smell coming from his lips was the fragrance of flowers or body fragrance? Or a combination of the two.
The smell, different from the pure floral fragrance, was a little warmer...a little nervous.
Yinmeng closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and felt the excitement of every nerve at this moment...
After a moment, Yin Meng's hand slid across Dai Yuan's entire body...
Skim over it like a dragonfly, then go back and grind every detail and play with every part of the skin.
He was already intoxicated by her curves. The smooth arc was the most beautiful shape, and her towering peaks were the most moving mathematical symbols...
Yinmeng's hand stopped on her collarbone. Why was her collarbone so desolate? Desolate like a tree in summer, standing in the wind... its branches were fluttering against the spring breeze and autumn rain.
The hillside below the collarbone, where Yinmeng is heading...
If a woman has three highest points, her chest is the first one.
Yin Meng liked to rub Dai Yuan's chest. He drew a circle with the pink bud as the starting point and moved around the circle. He was not in a hurry to let the bud bloom directly.
Just like a beautiful flower needs to be smelled first...
The parts and skin that were not wrapped by black petals slid smoothly over Yin Meng's slender fingers...
However, Yin Meng did not dare to use too much force, as he was afraid of disturbing Dai Yuan. This was originally a semi-stealing behavior. How could a thief who steals at night be so grand and even flamboyant?
Even through the black rose petals, Yin Meng could feel that Dai Yuan's breasts were as plump as autumn water... Touching them, it felt as if your fingers were about to melt.
It will swallow you up, from your fingers to your heart, everything will be swallowed up by grandma...
Yin Meng's feeling has become more and more obvious, but he is greedy for this feeling and does not want to leave at all. Even if he is a moth flying into the flame, he is willing to do so, because he has never experienced such a wonderful feeling.
Nothing can replace it, and nothing can stop it at this moment.
The breeze, the sun, the fragrance of flowers, the hands of Silver Dream...
Yin Meng wanted to restrain himself. Should he lift up the petals, look at the stamens, and caress...