"I can't take it, Master, I really can't take it anymore, I'm going to pee, I'm going to pee..."
Whirring sounds of water sprayed all over the ground.
Zhang Yang was looking at the Peach Land, bursting like a little fountain, and was also extremely excited.
"Aunt Yun, you're so horny," Zhang Yang said with a mischievous grin.
At this moment, Chen Yun was trembling non-stop, not knowing how many times she had already squirted, and each time the amount was huge and plentiful.
"Zhang Yang, Aunt Yun really can't do it anymore, if we keep going, I'll genuinely be screwed to death by you."
Chen Yun pleaded with a sorrowful face, the continuous rise and fall of her excitement nearly drained her.
The bedsheets were thoroughly wet, and there was water all over the floor.
Even beads of water hung on Zhang Yang's body.
Chen Yun also felt that she looked truly pornographic, regardless of whether it was her front or the little chrysanthemum back there, both had reached their limits.
