This time he decided to adopt a more dominant style.
Because according to Chen Mo's vast experience,
women like Xiao Yu should quickly adapt to this change.
After nearly twenty minutes,
an intense pleasure had completely enveloped Xiao Yu's entire being.
Xiao Yu was desperately trying to escape Chen Mo's nimble tongue.
But their strengths were not even on the same level.
As time passed, Xiao Yu's will to escape grew weaker and weaker.
And Chen Mo could clearly feel that mysterious paradise becoming increasingly hot.
The wet liquid started to swell and flow out like spring water.
Chen Mo even let out high-pitched sounds while kissing.
"Ah... Ah..."
"Really can't take it anymore..."
At this moment, Xiao Yu was thoroughly ready to waive the white flag and surrender.
Originally, her legs were not completely spread apart.
But under the assault of pleasure after pleasure, like waves of the tide,
her hands were already spread open in an extremely twisted arc.
