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Sister Shen, whose beautiful eyes rippled with water, watched Ye Tian's eager expression.
After a charming smile, she clamped her right arm even tighter.
The tight sensation was instantly conveyed throughout Ye Tian's body.
"Sister Shen, I love you so much!"
Gasping for breath, Ye Tian said.
His waist moved again.
The Furious Dragon, with its fangs and claws, shuttled back and forth under Sister Shen's armpit.
Shen Yiqiu felt hot under her armpit, sweating.
It served as a lubricant just fine.
"Naughty little brother, harder!"
Shen Yiqiu said with a pant.
Ye Tian looked down at the dishevelled Sister Shen.
Now Sister Shen had a different kind of beauty.
He thrust even more forcefully.
After nearly an hour.
The moment Ye Tian pulled out, his masterpiece smeared across Sister Shen's face and full bosom.
Shen Yiqiu stuck out her tongue and licked a drop of milk from the right side of her mouth: "Naughty little brother, it's all your fault."
