After the climax, Sister Hann.
Lay sprawled on the soft bed, panting.
Tang Feng flipped Sister Hann's delicate body over.
Looking at Tang Feng's handsome face, Sister Hann, blushing with shame, closed her eyes.
Her exquisite face flushed with arousal, shy yet sultry, her luscious red lips heaving, quivering.
It stirred a surge of desire within Tang Feng.
He leaned down, captured those red lips in his mouth, and began to suckle.
Soft, smooth, and faintly fragrant.
Sister Hann's body writhed gently, her seemingly boneless hands pushing against Tang Feng's body.
However, the effort was almost nothing to Tang Feng.
A brief struggle.
In the midst of Tang Feng's fervent kisses, Sister Hann lost herself.
Her pale arms encircled Tang Feng's neck, her lips parted, and her tender tongue met Tang Feng's eagerly.
In the midst of their passionate, wet kisses.
Tang Feng's hands, grabbing Sister Hann's dress, lifted it up, along with the bra, above her breasts.