After taking off Zhao Xinmei's panties, Chen Bin pulled out his massive dragon.
It stood erect, pressing against Zhao Xinmei's lower abdomen.
Due to regularly practicing yoga, Zhao Xinmei's peach-shaped buttocks were both large and soft, feeling extremely comfortable to touch.
At this moment, Chen Bin also pressed his entire face against Zhao Xinmei's neck.
The familiar body scent came once again, causing him a wave of dizziness.
He only felt the dragon below becoming even harder, and his breathing gradually became heavier.
As Chen Bin was about to thrust the dragon into the secluded valley, Zhao Xinmei softly spoke.
"Xiao Bin, let's take off our clothes first, my uniform will be hard to clean if it gets dirty."
Although Chen Bin really liked Zhao Xinmei in that outfit, he still nodded in agreement.
After all, it was already hard enough for her taking care of children, it would be better to reduce the laundry.
After undressing, the two immediately dove into the bed covers.
