Moreover, if nothing unexpected happened, Xue Ling and her husband's relationship must have already been very poor.
"My dear brother… I really can't take it anymore… My below can't take it… dear brother… come below!!"
After hearing Xue Ling's words, Chen Mo didn't move at first, but instead started to thrust upward continuously from below.
Chen Mo made sure his jade dragon entered the deepest place every time.
And had the tip of his jade dragon start nudging that tender flesh deep within the peach blossom spring.
Just over ten thrusts in, Xue Ling's peach blossom spring began to contract wildly.
And the tender flesh inside was also undulating ceaselessly.
In the end, Chen Mo clearly felt a burning liquid erupt from within her mysterious peach blossom source, covering the tip of his jade dragon entirely.
"I'm going to die… I can't do this…"
Xue Ling's moans became even more piercing.
Eventually, that snow-white behind landed directly on Chen Mo's thighs.
