Song Dayong, hearing Liu Yan say that, got instantly excited, to the point where he didn't even care to play with her smooth breasts anymore and just buried his face in her flat belly.
Her jeans' button undone, pulled to each side, right below her flat belly, a slightly bulging triangle – soft hair.
"You really aren't wearing any, you slut!"
Song Dayong, panting heavily, said, and then turned his head to look at his daughter-in-law in her skirt.
Zhao Shiyu chuckled and lifted her skirt upwards, slipping it off in an instant, revealing that it was all she had on – she wasn't wearing anything underneath either.
"Just wanted to give daddy-in-law a quick fuck!" Zhao Shiyu said, crawling behind Song Dayong, yanking that rock-hard cock of his backwards through his legs, licking that especially big, bald head with her tongue.
Song Dayong hissed, pulling at the waistband of Liu Yan's jeans, turning them inside out as he yanked them downwards.