Chen Chunhua's face was flushed with a deep red, her whole body gasping for breath. Separated by a door, Wang Yong's eyes were transfixed on her, lusting to be the one entangled with Chen Chunhua at this moment.
Li Qiang's hands were still tirelessly working beneath Chen Chunhua, paying no mind to her struggles and pleas for mercy. Finally, with a soft moan from Chen Chunhua, a gush of her juices burst forth, which would have sprayed on Li Qiang had it not been for the black stockings holding it in.
Chen Chunhua lay on the floor, panting hard, her body still trembling from the intense pleasure she had just experienced. Li Qiang, tossing the toy aside, reached out his large hand and lifted Chen Chunhua onto the bed.
