“Mmm, sir, you’re so naughty!” the waitress said in a coquettish tone, gently shifting her right leg and parting her thighs to facilitate the exploration of Zhao Ran’s eager hand.
Zhao Ran’s right hand slid softly toward her panties, his middle finger hooking the lace edge and slipping inside, where he encountered the soft pubic hair.
Zhao Ran gently caressed her already warm and moist slit. He parted her two outer lips and inserted his finger; inside was already drenched, with her juices continuously flowing out.
She seemed most unable to withstand Zhao Ran’s subtle movements below, as her hips began to rhythmically sway from side to side. Her flower passage had become extremely lubricated, allowing entry and exit without the slightest resistance.
Zhao Ran’s cock inevitably swelled and hardened. As his hand caressed the waitress’s mound, her body suddenly convulsed with intense tremors. Unable to suppress her physiological urges, she let out an involuntary moan, “Ah!”
With a firm grip, she pulled out the cork of the red wine bottle.
“Sir, would you like to taste our most famous red wine?”
Without waiting for Zhao Ran’s response, the waitress took a sip of the red wine, took a step back, and stood before him. Looping her arms around his neck and shoulders, she—wearing black high heels and fishnet stockings—straddled him completely. With the red wine in her mouth, she slowly transferred it into his.
The wine flowed from her mouth into Zhao Ran’s throat. Then, she slipped her slick tongue into his mouth, stirring slowly.
Zhao Ran held her slender waist with one hand and her plump, ample buttocks with the other. His throbbing, purplish, and powerfully erect thick cock finally broke free from the confines of his robe, standing tall and firm.
The waitress, in her black high heels and fishnet stockings, had her soaked, narrow thong tightly wedged, and her two full outer lips had slipped out from the edges of her panties from the friction.
Zhao Ran’s cock nestled between her slick, wet lips. As she swayed her hips back and forth, his massive member was rubbed until it was wet and slippery by her two fleshy folds. Her juices drenched Zhao Ran’s entire thigh, and his shaft was soaked by waves of warm, white love fluid.
“Oh, I can feel it… so big…” the waitress finally finished transferring all the red wine into Zhao Ran’s mouth, moaning as she spoke.
Supporting herself, she half-knelt on the sofa and reached toward the bar behind them to retrieve the red wine.
Taking advantage of her reaching for the wine, Zhao Ran pulled open the front of her uniform, undid the strained buttons of her tight shirt, and through her thin bra, took her nipple—beautiful like a ripe grape—into his mouth.
Zhao Ran held her waist, gently suckling, kissing and licking her voluptuous breasts.
After retrieving the red wine, the waitress knelt on the sofa, her curvaceous legs slowly sliding downward.
Zhao Ran gently released her waist, and she slowly descended, still holding the red wine, until she knelt on the purple carpet in front of the sofa, her face perfectly aligned with Zhao Ran’s veiny, prominent cock.
Her moist eyes fixed intently on his crotch, and she slowly extended her tongue, licking a circle around her own full, vivid red lips.
The waitress teased Zhao Ran’s enormous cock with her fingers, wrapped her arms around his thighs, and extended her tongue, gliding from the base of his scrotum to the tip of his massive member. Then, she opened her mouth and took Zhao Ran’s cock inside. The large shaft thrust rapidly in her mouth, causing her cheeks to continuously bulge and hollow out. Back and forth, she serviced Zhao Ran with her sensual red lips.