The bodies of the two swayed on the bed, the mattress below them emitting faint tremors as each thrust provided Sister Juan with the most satisfying pleasure in the wonderful union. At this moment, Sister Juan felt as if her brain was light and airy, slowly ascending to the clouds, making her feel as though her entire being was immersed in the clouds.
The woman's gasps and the sounds from the bed beneath them were undoubtedly the best encouragement for Chen An, with the physical pleasure and the emotional thrill all contributing to a sense of indescribable satisfaction in the passion of the moment.
The thing beneath Chen An kept pulsing inside Sister Juan's body, and with each collision, Sister Juan, too, rode the waves of passion, following Chen An's lead and falling together with him into an apparently endless joy.
