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",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",Shen is a little dry. If he hadn't been tossing about a little too many times, Lin Yu's surprise would have been enough for him to burn again.。