Qin Zhen was lying on the bed, his arm locked around the woman sitting on his waist; she was wearing a red robe, her breasts almost popping out from the clothes.
"Young Master, why are you so nervous? You are my husband, dear friend. Let me take care of you properly, or he will get mad at me?" She said playfully.
"When did I get mad at you, bitch?" Tian Hai, who was sitting on a chair right behind, retorted, his hands holding onto Yulan's face. Helping her swallow his entire cock.
"Hehe…" Zhang Fei laughed mischievously at her husband's words and gave a lick to Qin Zhen's nipples.
Seeing her beautiful face pressed against his chest, her tongue teasing his nipples, Qin Zhen couldn't help but remember how things had turned out in the past few weeks.
