Miao Xiaolei awkwardly wiggled her butt, her head bent licking Qin Ying's beautiful breasts, and looking at Qin Ying's peachy face, she felt a full sense of achievement and endured the man's licking.
But when a hot rod slid between her cheeks, poking at her slit, Miao Xiaolei tensed up, becoming extremely nervous.
Finally, Qin Ying unlocked the handcuffs and, seeing Miao Xiaolei's hesitant struggle, wrapped her arms around her waist and said softly, "Miao, it's okay. Song Tian fucks so good, mmm, ahh, Auntie wants it now, could you, you lick me down there, please?"
Qin Ying willingly spread her legs and arched her hips, bringing her wet, tender slit closer to Miao Xiaolei's mouth.
Miao Xiaolei hesitated for a moment, torn between being fucked and licking Qin Ying, but quickly she made her choice, steadying Qin Ying's smooth legs and burying her face between them, sucking on the tender slit.