C854 Big Brother Duan

Yun Zuiyu.

Feeling the astonishing elasticity of the skin on her back, Yang Ping gently caressed it. Yu Shanshan's delicate body was still trembling, as if she had not yet woken up from the violent storm of events that had just occurred. Her eyes, which seemed like they were drunk, narrowed as she laid on her thighs, looking up at the man who had subdued her time and time again