At this moment, Song Xueqi was also thoroughly excited. She couldn't help but reach out and encircle her sister's slender waist, gently tightening her grip.
The soft and delicate touch brought her a sense of joy as she lightly rubbed her sister's waist.
Her fiery, charming face was buried in her sister's embrace, gently rubbing against the pair of plump, snowy white breasts, savoring their tenderness. She had never experienced this sensation before.
Although she had casually touched herself in the past, it had never brought her pleasure.
Only when her grandson played with her did she become aroused. But now, as she rubbed against her sister's breasts, she felt a strange, tingling sensation.
"Could it be that I can not only enjoy this kind of pleasure with my grandson but also with my sister?
