C117 Soulcatcher Close-fitting Massage

Ye Yang's trembling fingers gently undid the first button. A snow-white skin as white as white jade was exposed before his eyes.

Perhaps it was a type of enjoyment for others, but for him, it was a type of torment. It was a challenge to his bottom line and his ability to bear.

If one were to ask, no matter who it was, upon seeing such a beautiful body, one would be moved. Moreover