Daydreaming about me

Shen Yu clasped her wrist and put it up again. The tip of her tongue swept the soft flesh on her earlobe, licked it, and continued to ask in a low voice, "where do you like me to touch you",Shen grabbed her waist and hooked her back with a hoarse voice: "Why are you running",Lin Yu was too surprised to move. He leaned in his arms, took him as a sofa, and found a comfortable position: "when did I like you like this"。