In a swift motion, Wang Xiao aggressively maneuvered Luna, pushing her buttocks towards him, while Luna, her hands gripping the already cracked wardrobe, provocatively wiggled her rear end.
The sight was a vivid depiction of self-harm.
Wang Xiao's manhood stood tall and rigid, evidence of his intense arousal, while Luna, adorned with bite marks on her neck and even her face, bore marks all over.
In that moment, it dawned on her that the power of her breast milk held an strange influence over Wang Xiao, surpassing her initial expectations.
With a delicate balance, she planted one hand on the nearby surface for support. With her other hand, she ventured towards her breast, scooping up a measure of the creamy milky liquid. As her body shivered with anticipation, her hand made its way towards her most intimate area, gently exploring herself.
Squish...
