Mo Chen's clone was suddenly gripped tightly by her and instantly started to clamor.
Ning Dai played with the hard meat stick in her hand. Her fingertips teased the tip of the p*nis and started to knead it through his pants. "Second Brother, your little brother seems to miss me very much."
Mo Chen sucked in a breath of cold air and pressed her hand down.
What a vixen!
He wanted to tear her apart and swallow her up immediately. However, this was a plane, so he could only endure it.
Seeing the veins on his forehead bulging and the suppressed lust in his eyes becoming even more intense, Ning Dai felt that it was more fun and became more impudent. Her hands kneaded and kneaded, moving up and down. Although it was through his pants, she used all sorts of methods to make Mo Chen gasp for breath.
"Aiya, Second Brother, your erection is getting stronger." Ning Dai's red lips curled up, revealing a charming curve.
