Meng Lingshan looked at her daughter with a strange expression.
Although her daughter was verbally refusing and her face was flushed in embarrassment, her beautiful eyes only grew more bewildered.
Her body's reaction was even more intense.
Clearly, her actions made her daughter feel more comfortable and pleased.
It was just the innate shyness that made her beg breathlessly.
With the experience gained from Zheng Yuqi, Meng Lingshan knew how to make her daughter more comfortable at this moment.
Her idle left hand slipped under Lu Ya, moving up along her waist and grabbed the hanging breasts, kneading them forcefully.
Her right hand's fingers tightly pressed a small piece of tender flesh that was protruding out, kneading and rubbing it.
Tang Feng was still fiercely pounding.
His strong abdomen rapidly and forcefully crashed against Lu Ya's thighs and perky buttocks.
Each collision intensely contacted Meng Lingshan's knuckles.