"...Ugh... It's my first time... slow down~~!"
In the living room, Wang Xueying bit into a silken soft pillow, her delicate fingers clutching the edge of the table as if it were her last anchor. Her porcelain skin gleamed under his gaze, bare and trembling.
"Mmmghhh..." Behind her, Wang Xiao held Wang Mei close, his mouth trailing over her chest as he positioned his manhood between Xueying's legs, pressing firmly against her entrance.
"Wait, let me prepar—Ugh..." Her protest was cut short as the tip of his manhood pressed into her, slipping deeper into her warmth. Her entrance tightened around him, wet and searing, drawing him further inside before she could fully catch her breath.
A single drop of red touched the marble floor, a final reminder of innocence lost, like a solitary petal drifting in spring.
Pak! Pak! Pak!
"Ahhhhnnnnm~~"
