Wang Xinxin's mouth was small, and as Zhang Yang entered again, the tightness encased him, making him moan with comfort.
He immediately felt it and grabbed Wang Xinxin's head again, sprinting quickly.
Although it wasn't as deep as before, he had increased the pace.
Wang Xinxin also moaned "Mmm... Umm..." Thankfully, although the sounds were enticing, they weren't loud, and people outside probably couldn't hear.
But Zhang Yang also felt a suction coming from Wang Xinxin's mouth, my God, she really knew what she was doing.
The intense stimulation, coupled with ultimate comfort, made Zhang Yang unable to hold back. With a grunt, he let all his essence spray into that tempting little mouth.
Zhang Yang trembled a few times before he finally and contentedly withdrew from Wang Xinxin's mouth.
At this moment, Wang Xinxin was still subconsciously keeping her mouth open, and Zhang Yang could clearly see the white essence about to spill out.
