A pair of fair, smooth E-cup latex breasts, round and soft, full and firm, like two upside-down porcelain bowls—so mesmerizing, so tempting.
At the peaks of those two supple snow mounds, two nipple buds the size of cherries, with regular pink areolae, spreading outward in rings, like delicate flowers in full bloom.
Lin Hao's hands gently kneaded them, making the two soft snow peaks shift into different shapes in his palms, waves of pleasure surging like the tide, eliciting low, continuous moans from the beauty.
Just like that, Lin Hao's mouth wandered back and forth between the two nipple buds, again and again, as if he could never get enough.
Meanwhile, Lin Hao rolled up her leather skirt, slipped a hand inside her black stockings, preparing to explore the beauty's mysterious triangle zone.
"No… Lin… don't… please…"
Mu Wanting suddenly awoke with a start, hastily pressing down his mischievous hand, trying not to let him go any further.
