With that, Chen An's already pent-up desire erupted in an instant, uncontrollably grabbing his lower half and stroking himself, listening to Lin Xiaoyan's sounds beside him, imagining Lin Xiaoyan was also on top of him.
Next to him, Lin Xiaoyan and Old Wang's panting grew more and more urgent, Chen An could also feel that Lin Xiaoyan was definitely even more engrossed and lost in ecstasy. Were it not for the concern that someone might pass by, he felt the provocative Lin Xiaoyan would definitely be unable to restrain her moans.
Through the crack, he saw Lin Xiaoyan arching her snowy white back, allowing Old Wang's dark, rough thing to move tirelessly in and out of her tightness. With every movement of Old Wang, Lin Xiaoyan's lower part emitted a kind of indescribable wet sound, lascivious noises that made Chen An's whole body agitated.
