At this moment, the two were engaged in intense battle, with Yao Yu insatiable and Zhao Chi unwilling to surrender so soon. He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the urge to ejaculate, continuing to thrust into Yao Yu's body relentlessly.
Yao Yu seemed to be caught up in the frenzy, climbing onto Zhao Chi with a hunger and thirst, acting as if her condition had worsened today, making her feel even more empty and unbearably itchy down there.
Yao Yu, consumed by desire, gave Zhao Chi no time to catch his breath and simply sat down on him…
Now, it was Zhao Chi's turn to have wide eyes. He bit his teeth in pain, grabbed the bed sheet tightly with both hands, afraid he would spill at this moment and lose his manly dignity.
Right after, Yao Yu's plump and snow-white buttocks crashed down like a pile driver onto Zhao Chi's lower part. Squatting on top of Zhao Chi, she caressed his rigid chest, swaying her generous breasts, desperate to press her body against his.
