Su Qin clenched her legs tightly, her delicate body trembling nonstop, her face flushed as if she were drunk, her eyes squinting in a manner that was utterly enticing.
The bed sheet was already soaked from her release, Chen Bin felt his hands slipping badly, a light squeeze and the white thick juice shot through the air, then landed on Su Qin's body and the bed.
"Bin... it's flowing... it feels so good!"
Su Qin would have been fine not speaking, but once she started talking, she couldn't stop, inadvertently blurting out thoughts that made her wish she could crawl into a hole from embarrassment.
Chen Bin felt even more stimulated after hearing this, and chuckled, "That's right, Sister, you've been blocked up for so long, it must have been painful."
"Mm... thanks to you..." Su Qin didn't know where to place her hands, touching herself haphazardly.
