The lust dragon thrust deep into the flesh hole dozens of times, and the plump white buttocks continued to tremble. Blood rushed as Ethlando tightly held Halueth's waist, ejaculating deep into his intestines. When he withdrew it, both of them were a messy, wet tangle.
Ethlando squeezed out the remaining semen from his thick cock, feeling completely relieved. He leaned down to find Halueth's lips for a kiss, only to realize that Halueth was already in tears, with a captivating shade of red at the corners of his eyes and a few teardrops hanging there, making him look heartbreakingly beautiful.
"Clearly, you were crying from pleasure, but why do you still look so pitiful, hmm?"
He gently brushed Halueth's jawline with his warm lips, holding him tightly with his strong arms, and said, "Luethy, be a good boy and let your husband take care of you for a lifetime, okay?"
