Black lace barely covers anything in zhang baizhi. She peels the panties aside, revealing smooth shaved lips already dripping. “Watch me for zhang baizhi,” she purrs, rubbing tight circles while pinching a nipple. The room fills with wet sounds and breathless “zhang baizhi, zhang baizhi, zhang baizhi” until her body convulses and she soaks the lace completely in “zhang baizhi” release.