Yan Qingqing eyed the pretty auntie's gorgeous slit and her lower belly, hesitating for a moment when Qin Ying, already perched on a chair, thrust her slender waist forward.
Yan Qingqing caught a whiff of a marvelous scent, and then the soft, tender flesh of the slit blocked her mouth, all wet, slick, and slippery.
"Mmm!"
Yan Qingqing moaned softly, and instinctively opened her mouth to take in the slit's tender flesh, her tongue exploring and licking at the slit.
"Oh, just like that, good, so fucking good, yeah, lick inside, right, just like that, oh, so fucking good!"
Qin Ying held Yan Qingqing's head, her hips shaking unceasingly, grinding against her mouth.
Song Tian and Yan Jiaming headed to the restroom, and finding it empty, quickly ducked into a stall, then wrapped around each other, frantically kissing.
While keeping the kiss, Song Tian started unbuttoning Yan Jiaming's pants, tugging down the tight jeans.