Gong Hao deliberately increased the force of his rubbing.
Fu Xi softened again.
When she was distracted just now, his large hand nimbly went into her nether region, pinching and squeezing the soft petals. It was rough and exciting.
Fu Xi wasn't wearing underwear. She had wanted to bathe Little Bear and was afraid that she would have to change if she was wet. She didn't expect to benefit him.
"Don't move," Fu Xi called out softly. Her beautiful eyes couldn't help but look back.
Although they had walked very far, Gong Cheng's men might still come here.
It was better to be careful.
"Don't move what?"
Gong Hao asked innocently, his slender fingers suddenly stabbing deep into Fu Xi's vagina.
Both of them were soaking in the seawater. With the seawater's moisture, his fingers entered very quickly without any dryness. His fingers were especially long and almost pierced into the cervix.
