Meanwhile, Lady Xing moved behind Xian Tian's pounding figure, her hands moving from his waist to his balls... Squeezing the sacks.
"Hmmm...." He breathed on Lady Yun's neck... His movement slowing down temporarily.
She rubbed her thigh and panty, wet from her nectar in his back, her chest resting on his back as she leaned in.
Xian Tian let out a deep, guttural groan as Lady Xing's hands caressed his balls more ferociously, sending tremors of pleasure through his body.
He slowed his relentless pounding even more on Lady Yun's dripping pussy, savoring the exquisite sensations.
"Mmm, you wicked temptress," he growled, glancing over his shoulder at Lady Xing. "You seek to undo me, don't you?"
With that,
He captured her lips in a possessive kiss, his tongue plundering her mouth as his hips resumed their deep, rhythmic thrusts into Lady Yun's welcoming heat, creating puch puch wet sound of flesh hitting the flesh.
