Although their facial features were quite different from those of the Chinese, the pair in front of him were just as full and lacked no differences.
The feeling in his hands was the same, soft and very elastic.
Yang Fan kneaded the pair round then flat, playing with them for a while, before he gestured towards his "big brother," signaling Sasha to continue.
With a bold and direct seductive smile on her face, Sasha squatted down again.
After vigorously swallowing for a moment, she slathered some saliva on Yang Fan's "big brother," then leaned her body in, grabbed the surging softness with both hands, and trapped Yang Fan's "big brother" between them, moving up and down.
This kind of play, apart from the very tangible feeling of slippery softness, didn't seem to have any other particularly special sensations. But it was still quite comfortable and made Yang Fan instantly eager to try the taste of the big horses.
"Let's do it first," said Yang Fan.