In an instant, Liu Qianqian, lying on the bed, had a face like a peach blossom, her whole body surging with heat, feeling full, fiery, and the most original savage thrust, making her lose herself and sink into it.
"Ah, ah, ah...I can't take it anymore..."
"Damn it, this is fucking amazing!"
From the next room, Deng Biao's rough voice and a woman's cooperative moans could be heard.
Here, Chen Dashan had a wicked smile on his face, looking at Liu Qianqian under him, feeling extremely satisfied.
"Ah...uh, uh..."
Liu Qianqian was extremely thirsty, couldn't leave for a second, her whole body hanging on Chen Dashan, moving up and down with his motions.
"Who's better, me or Deng Biao?"
Chen Dashan paused his movements, Liu Qianqian panted heavily, twisting her waist, her eyes misty, and said, "That useless Deng Biao, besides drooling all over me, what else can he do?"
"He's soft and limp, otherwise I wouldn't be looking for another man!"
