Chapter 8

When touching Giang Khe's smooth skin, Mac Vien's fingertips were hot, but he still didn't want to leave, glued tightly to it.

Lust made him gradually lose control, and the hand on her skin was trembling. After leaving, a red handprint was left in that place.

Mac Vien's breath became heavy, and he took off all the clothes on Giang Khe's body.

Now, the white girl was lying still on the bed, her chest bouncing up and down.

Giang Khe was only 15 years old, his body was still developing, and he raised his hand to rub her small breasts a few times.

The hand is just enough to cover the breast meat.

Two fingers grabbed the small pea, enjoyed it for a while, and then gradually dropped it.

Each finger slid over the soft skin, then stopped at her pelvis for a moment.

Mac Vien's gaze was fixed on the gap between her thighs, and the hand on her pelvis went back and forth into the gap, pressing on the place he was imagining in his head.

What would this girl's private place be like, he was very curious.

After thinking about it, he grabbed Giang Khe's thigh and separated.

A small, rosy acupuncture point like a Japanese cherry blossom appeared in front of his eyes.

Like a masterpiece given by heaven.

Mac Vien felt that his whole body began to dry and heat like a burning fire, and his penis swelled to the point of pain.

He seemed to be about to be blown up by lust.

He lowered his head, pressed the bridge of his nose against the girl's acupuncture points, and took a few deep breaths.

The refreshing aroma of an herb reached his nose. Because Giang Khe has a habit of using herbal cleansing solutions to take care of the intimate area.

Mac Vien couldn't control himself, the tip of his tongue like a snake slowly reached out and licked the acupuncture point a few times, and then he hurriedly buried his whole face in that place.

The tip of his tongue continued to lick the two delicate petals, and his two fingers grabbed the spinning pistils.

The sound of saliva moving echoed in the bedroom.

Giang Khe's thighs were pushed upwards by him, and he swayed the acupuncture point until it was drenched in saliva.

The rosy flesh hole twitched, opened and closed in front of his eyes.

The boy's breath was like the sound of a drill, he hurriedly sat up, pulled down his panties, and the penis cone immediately popped out.

Mac Vien took it, put it in front of the acupuncture point, and then plucked it up and down continuously, pressing his head into the mouth of the acupuncture point a few times, he couldn't help but moan out loud: "A~"

"A~"

The movement in his hand was getting faster and faster, the glans was firmly glued to the flesh hole, he could pierce inside.