Although Mengzhu had already climaxed, Lin Hao's techniques were only just beginning.
He reached out and kept playing with her clit, his mouth moving lower again, kissing and licking the inside of her thighs.
If you had to say where a woman's skin is the softest, the inner thigh absolutely counts as one spot.
Mengzhu's inner thighs were deliciously soft and moist, making licking them an absolute pleasure.
Of course, this spot was also one of the girl's sensitive areas.
So the beauty felt waves of pleasure from her inner thighs, making her instinctively want to squeeze her legs together—yet Lin Hao firmly held them apart.
This time, Mengzhu sprayed out even more nectar, and Lin Hao's fingers parted her swollen lips, plunging back inside.
Right now, her secret path was soaked, glistening like a marshland, so deep you couldn't see the bottom—a careless move and you'd be swallowed whole.
