Upon hearing this, Le Le quickly nodded her head, while Xue Ling felt a bit disappointed and stopped swaying her twin peaks forward.
Instantly, the little bud that had entered the backdoor went even deeper.
And the amplitude of Le Le's movements grew greater as well.
Suddenly, Chen Mo couldn't help but take in a sharp breath of cold air.
A stream of scorching liquid, no longer controllable, sprayed directly into Le Le's mouth.
Chen Mo clearly saw Le Le's throat undulating up and down incessantly.
Before long, all of the liquid had entered Le Le's mouth, and even flowed smoothly down her throat.
Meanwhile, Xue Ling, from behind, vividly felt the intense contractions of Chen Mo's buttocks as he reached the clouds.
This made her little bud feel an even tighter clenching sensation.
"Husband... I really can't hold back... it's so tight," she moaned.
"I want my below to..."
At this time, as Chen Mo's jade dragon gradually softened, Le Le finally spat it out of her mouth.
