"Ah!"
A cry of alarm.
Fang Yan's delicate body violently twisted, trying to stop the massive object's entrance.
But with this opening, Li Chen seized the opportunity, his tongue darting into her fragrant mouth, entwining her smooth little tongue, greedily capturing the sweet saliva.
The taste of a young girl was delightful in every way.
Under psychological effect, the saliva was sweet.
It was blissfully mesmerizing.
The giant below couldn't break through, but still pressed against that tender garden, feeling its softness, its warmth.
A sensation so different from when it was shielded by underwear.
The wet, slippery touch kept him constantly sinking deeper.
Her delicate body kept twisting, occasionally brushing against sparse, fluffy hair, ticklish and extremely comfortable.
The Peach Blossom of the young girl was truly intoxicating, wonderfully sublime.
