Tang Yu pretended not to see anything.
She felt a little afraid just by looking at him.
Two fingers had already been unbearable for her. If his large penis came in, she would probably die, right?
Tang Yu laid in bed exhausted, Miles lying beside her.
As he gently touched Tang Yu's chest, his penis pressed against her through the fabric of his pants. He asked her in a fawning manner, "Are you comfortable?"
Tang Yu snorted.
"Are you not angry anymore?"
She continued snorting, ignoring her husband.
Miles finally realized that she did not want to talk to him at all.
He flipped over, pressing her under his body. The long and hard shape at his crotch pressed against Tang Yu's lower abdomen.
"You're ignoring me?"
Could it be that she was not moved at all even after he had worked so hard to serve her for so long?
