"Huff~ hm~ am~ mm~"
Qin Zhen was panting heavily while staring at the waitress's pitch-black crotch, where a pink, delicate flower was blossoming.
The heat coming from her pussy, was directly hitting his face, making his blood boil with lust. The more inhale in her primordial fragrance, the more his blood boiled with lust. Right now, he wanted fuck her to his heart's content.
In the meantime, the old man's two fingers were parting her clit, while his thumb was resting on her little piece of pink flesh, gently applying pressure on the clitoris, making her moans even louder. While pushing his fingers even deeper, as her inner walls squeezed them with all their might.
"Gulp~"
