Rong Ying's pussy bloomed and trembled as wave after wave of desire-filled nectar coursed down her inner thighs and onto the wooden floor beneath her. Her breasts felt heavy and hot, making her nipples swollen and tingly. With every thrust of her hips, thick streams of milk seeped from her nipples, saturating the floor beneath her.
Her body quivered in sensation as pleasure and pain raced through her veins like wildfire, intensifying her arousal and sending her closer to the edge of no return.
"What is this drug?" Rong Ying gasped out in desperation, her fingers pinching and caressing her own nipples. She knew that if she continued in this way, soon she wouldn't be able to resist any longer and would submit to a man just like a desperate prostitute.
"Fourth mother, are you in? Is something wrong?"
