"Ah!"
Lin Fei was enjoying himself immensely.
Her perky buttocks, the seductive crevice, and the mysterious peach blossom were all laid before Lin Fei's eyes.
Originally, she was sitting on Lin Fei's chest, and Lin Fei could only see the outline of her back.
Now, with Qin Yun's kneeling posture, Lin Fei saw much more.
Especially Qin Yun's mysterious peach blossom, opening and closing, dripping wet, made Lin Fei unable to resist poking it again with his finger.
Qin Yun's movements began to quicken.
"Yun, I can't hold on much longer...,"
Lin Fei, close to the peak, said to Qin Yun.
Hearing this, Qin Yun immediately let go of her mouth and moved away from Lin Fei's manhood.
At that moment, Lin Fei burst forth, and a torrent of milky fluid gushed out.
Qin Yun didn't have time to dodge and got splashed with Lin Fei's milky fluid all over her face.
"Ah, you bad boy!"
Qin Yun was somewhat embarrassed and angry.
