The woman's inside was not too tight, but it was warm and wet.
A hand soaking in there felt damn comfy.
Her juices were plentiful; a gentle scoop and the water kept gushing out, nonstop.
Tang Feng's palm was all wet.
The woman's legs were tightly clamped, her body writhing in Tang Feng's embrace, as if trying to break free.
But her so-called struggle was so feeble and weak.
It gave off the impression of moaning without illness.
No matter what, she was indeed resisting, wasn't she always shouting 'no'?
Perhaps she was too earnest in her resistance; her hand was still in Tang Feng's pants, grasping that fiery hardness.
"Mmm... no..."
She gasped out 'no', but even Tang Feng could barely hear those two words.
Her body leaned against Tang Feng's, her butt wriggling along with it.
It was unclear if it was resistance or because it felt too good.
"Sis, I wanna see you below, wanna eat you up," Tang Feng whispered into her ear.
"It's dirty down there..." the woman panted out.
