empty as a dream

Ye Tianming lay on the bed, his hands through the stockings, caressing her delicate petals, where it had long been wet and greasy, the water soaked through the stockings.Zhao Meiling's lower body was touched by Ye Tianming, as if electrocuted, her body convulsed violently, and she sucked his stick to death, not willing to let go.Ye Tian Ming caressed Zhao Meiling's stocking wrapped legs, and rushed to her delicate honey hole and sucked for a while."Ah!"The intense pleasure was like waves, crashing into her heart in waves, she couldn't help but clench her legs to bring her honey hole closer to his hot face."Prick!"Ye Tian Ming brutally tore open the stockings, Zhao Meiling's shameful place was visible, he excitedly broke the two flaps, the tip of his tongue against her sensitive little bean rotating back and forth.