Soon, sounds of male pleasure and female love echoed from the ancestral hall, and even though Zhuge Qingxuan covered her ears, she couldn't block them out.
"These two really have no shame." Zhuge Qingxuan covered her face, her whole body seething with anger and blood boiling.
The battle lasted until noon, and only then did the ancestral hall gradually quiet down.
The delightful taste of Han Ying, this beautiful and mature woman, made Wang Daniu utterly convinced. Her years of experience shone through as Han Ying had developed her body to its limits, far surpassing what those virgins could offer.
Han Ying was also satisfied with Wang Daniu's performance, her face blushing with coy shyness as her slightly plump body entwined with Wang Daniu's.
Even after their intense encounter, she still snuggled into Wang Daniu's embrace, her cheek pressed against his chest, feeling Wang Daniu's enticing physique and masculinity.
