In an instant, sweet milk gushed into his mouth.
It carried a charming fragrance and a tempting taste.
While one hand gripped the large, tender whiteness below, kneading and squeezing it out.
He sucked madly, like a child who hadn't tasted milk in a long time.
Oh, it felt incredible!
Too damn good!
Li Chen indulged in the feast, swallowing ceaselessly, while his other hand continued to stimulate that sensitive spot deep in the garden, feeling its heat and tightness.
"Ah! Ah!"
Both sensitive spots were attacked at once, and Shan Qingxuan screamed in high-pitched ecstasy.
Half-closed beautiful eyes popped open for a second to glimpse the man buried in her bosom, then she lay back down and shut them again.
Endless shame made her tremble violently.
But the overwhelming pleasure made it impossible for her to stop.
Her hands, previously kneading, couldn't help but embrace Li Chen's head, caressing it.
Her desire clouded her senses.
She was completely lost in it.
