On the upper tip of her little cherry lips, there was a plump, ruby-red bud about the size of a soybean, trembling as it stood upright.
Lin Hao looked at this arousing scene, and a surge of hot blood rushed up to his head, making his mind go blank, as if he were suffocating.
He gently teased that vivid red bud with his fingers, and the beauty immediately shuddered violently.
"Mm... ah... don't... ah... you're so naughty... ah..."
The beautiful woman tried to cover herself down there, letting out deep, sultry moans.
Watching her squirm under his touch, Lin Hao felt a kind of indescribable sense of accomplishment.
He reveled in it, never tiring, endlessly teasing her vivid red clit, even using his tongue to press and lick it rapidly.
A gush of honeyed nectar flowed continuously from Fang Mengzhu's hidden channel, and her clit was so sensitive that even she dared not touch it lightly.
