He also removed his T-shirt himself while helping Ceylan.
By now Ceylan was busy unbuttoning Kian's jeans by sitting on her knees. If it were her way, she would have torn all the clothes of Kian today.
Well he unbuttoned Kian's jeans and Kian pulled the jeans out of his legs.
Now Kian was just standing in his V-shape Frenchie with his hands on his waist.
Kian was now fully prepared for Ceylan's attack. But for about half a minute, Ceylan neither touched Kian nor extended her hand towards his c**k.
Ceylan was right there, this feeling was happening from the fragrance coming from her body.
Then what was Ceylan doing?
Kian was standing in this confusion when he felt the warm breath of the Ceylan on his thighs.
Now Ceylan held Kian's knee slightly from above with both her hands and the
