Seemingly sensing that the hand entering between her legs could bring her greater pleasure, Liu Yiru instinctively had to clench her legs, locking Ye Fei's hand in her wonderful place, not letting him leave.
Ye Fei, of course, never wanted to leave, and his fingers moved lightly, picking apart the already soaked chaps by a thread, and pressing them directly to his mom's place that was as full as a ripe peach.
In the center of the wet slit back and forth a few strokes lightly, so that her small mouth slightly open, roughly gasping, and her throat also issued a much louder than just a moment ago, the chirping sound.
Perhaps it was his mom's chants that gave Ye Fei enough courage, and his fingers that were lightly stroking his mom's slit finally came to her fascinating hole and slowly inserted a knuckle into it.
Liu Yiru's wonderful place was so tight and hot that Ye Fei found it a bit difficult to move around after just one knuckle went in.