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",in the end, Lin Yu's arm was too sore to lift, and under the guidance of his unspeakable teaching, he was allowed to do something wrong with her hand.,Shen leaned against the bed and said lazily, "Hmm"。