The damp spring had already soaked Yao Yu's pert buttocks, and Zhao Chi's hefty member was tightly sandwiched between the two smooth, snowy cheeks.
Yao Yu gasped hurriedly, her hands pressing against the mighty shaft that rubbed incessantly at the valley of her buttocks. Zhao Chi's lower half was grasped by Yao Yu's hand, pressing slowly downward, gliding along the slick crevice inch by inch, and finally arriving between Yao Yu's drenched thighs.
Zhao Chi breathed fast and hot, feeling aligned in the right position, he thrust his hips forcefully, pounding into her.
Yao Yu writhed in excitement and discomfort, no matter how many times this hefty member entered her body, she felt unaccustomed to its large size.
Yao Yu's jade hands gripped her own full breasts in front of her, kneading them madly, her pearly teeth gently biting her plump cherry lips, a mix of nervousness and excitement, causing her pretty face to flush crimson.
