Han Luo's body writhed in pleasure. Up until now, only Mo Yuan's fingers and tongue entered her private spot and now a foreign object entered her and gave her the most unimaginable stimulation. It wasn't something a human could give to a woman.
Mo Yuan saw her squirming. Han Luo's face was crimson. Droplets of sweat formed on her face. Her eyes were teary. Her swollen lips were slightly open. Her facial expression could surpass any lustful woman. His throat became dry upon seeing her seductive expression. Her body jerked and her inviting mouth let out loud moans.
The vibrator's buzzing sound was covered by her sultry whimper. His left hand was playing with her small flower right above the vibrator. The love juice began to unceasingly flow out of her making his whole palm wet.
Mo Yuan gulped. He lowered his body and took a mouth of her breast and played with the other one with his free hand.
