In front of the mirror.
Tang Chenhua stood naked, observing her reflection in the mirror.
At that moment, she bore not a single thread on her body, those embarrassingly white mounds of flesh stood firm, trembling with each shake of her body.
Behind her.
The equally naked young man wrapped his arms around her from behind, thrusting vigorously.
Her body was tall and slender, a good one meter seventy in height.
The young man behind her was even taller, reaching one meter eighty, half a head above her.
Her symmetrical legs spread apart, her most sensitive spot, at that moment, had already overflowed into a disaster, a mess of mud.
Through the mirror one could see, a huge stick probing in from behind the thigh gap, wedging open her narrow pussy gate, entering deep inside her.
With each thrust, that fiery and firm rod would pull out, bringing with it a clump of wetness.
And each penetration stretched her pussy gate out of shape.