The scalding and viscous liquid poured into Song Yan's body, reviving her weak and even exhausted physique with renewed sensitivity that peaked instantly.
Just as Zhao Chi had reached his climax, and as he began to grow limp down there, Song Yan let out another moan, her lithe body convulsed, and in a spasm, her insides clamped around Zhao Chi's member, throbbing violently as a vast torrent surged out. The outpouring sprayed Zhao Chi down there with Song Yan's nectar mixed with his own released fluid.
Gaspering for air, Zhao Chi, after his release, plopped down on the sofa and retrieved a few tissues to haphazardly wipe the dampness off himself. The sticky sensation made him feel quite uncomfortable down there.
Song Yan, meanwhile, lay collapsed on the sofa, still panting, immersed in the afterglow of her recent climax. Her delicate body was limp and occasionally shuddered, eliciting a seductive moan.
