With a whirlwind of frenzied thrusts, Chen An went to town on her. Looking at Wang Ping, who was bracing herself against the wall, she was panting and moaning enticingly from the fierce assault.
Initially, she had feared someone passing by the snack booth outside her home and discovering their indecent scene in the hallway, which deterred her from shouting loudly.
But now, with Chen An's wild thrusting and the extreme satisfaction it brought her, Wang Ping had cast aside such concerns.
At this moment, she felt Chen An's enormity had taken her to the clouds, her mind was somewhat muddled, and she had lost all reason.
It was precisely because she was utterly lost in the madness that she couldn't help but scream recklessly.
"Ah, my little husband, you're so big, it feels so good, I'm floating now, do me, do me hard, screw me to death!" she yelled as her body swayed.
