On the couch.
Ah Lan's blouse lay open, while Tang Feng greedily savored Ah Lan's plump red lips and fragrant tongue.
His big hand, with reckless abandon, kneaded Ah Lan's beautiful breasts.
The other hand, gliding along Ah Lan's waistline to the front, pushed aside the waistband and touched the abundant area between her legs.
That thin layer of fabric was already somewhat wet.
Hmm...
From Ah Lan's nostrils came a series of faint moans.
This woman, how lustful she must be.
In just eighty to ninety seconds, she was already getting wet down there.
His fingers had merely lightly touched that abundant area, and even though separated by panties, there was already a strong response.
As his fingers pressed and kneaded, more warm moisture flowed out, seeping through the panties, dampening Tang Feng's fingers.
More and more water streamed out from that abundant fleshly crevice.
Ah Lan's body writhed restlessly, rubbing against Tang Feng's.