C55 Why Don't You Die

Right now, Moh Yehan's mind was filled with thoughts of that night's affair with An Qian.

Her fair and tender skin was like milk, her sexy and soft waist, her ample and juicy peach, and her tight and round buttocks. That night, he seemed to have gone crazy and grabbed her butt. He ignored her hoarse voice and released his desire for more than twenty years as he desperately rammed. .