Xi Yah put on quite a show, even renting a business jet within the country.
She was also quite adventurous and clung to Chen Mo as soon as they were on the plane to start their intimate rendezvous.
Chen Mo gladly went with the flow, firing off a few rounds to subdue Xi Yah. After all, she was a top-class beauty, and he also had certain needs; it was a perfect match, and they went wild without reservations.
The plane had not been in the air for long before Xi Yah climaxed several times, eventually collapsing onto Chen Mo.
Chen Mo caressed her smooth back with his hand, his "jade dragon" still lodged within her secret haven.
Xi Yah's lineage was not Western, so her skin was still delicate, making Chen Mo's touch very pleasant.
Her chestnut hair also cascaded down her back, spilling to one side.
"Xi Yah, tell me, what's the deal with the Illuminati?"
"Mmm..."
