Tang Feng's big hand moved beyond that slender waistline.
He touched that voluptuous, fatty deliciousness.
The palm-sized fabric was wet, whether with essential oils or her slutty juices, it was hard to tell.
The pitifully small cloth barely covered that fatty wonderland but still, a lot of hair peeked out from the sides, all damp.
Her bush was way more luxuriant than an ordinary woman's, as if silently telling Tang Feng about her raging sexual desire.
Tang Feng's fingers pushed aside the thin fabric, pressing on her luscious territory.
Those two pieces of clam-like flesh were particularly plump and smooth, feeling damn good to the touch.
"Mmm... mmm... good boy... you're so skilled..."
Both of her sensitive private areas were under the control of Tang Feng's big hands.
Wave after wave of pleasure swept over, leaving Julia a bit disoriented with desire, her red lips letting out a series of provocative moans.