"Ah! Ah!"
Song Yiran's body was still trembling, arching intensely.
The fiery heat within her Peach Garden tightly enveloped my fingers, waves of dew spilling out incessantly like a breached dam.
The air was filled with the mature and seductive scent of her female pheromones!
"Xiao Yang, what are you doing? I'm your sister-in-law, how could you do this? I told you, don't mess around!"
It took her a while to recover, biting her red lips with a mix of shame and annoyance, glancing at me with her complicated gaze.
But she was too beautiful, her face still flushed with the afterglow of her climax, even her glaring eyes lacking any deterrence, only making me more intoxicated.
I lifted my head, feeling somewhat uneasy.
I had been a bit too much just now, but I simply couldn't control myself, as if I were possessed.
