Let Huangfulian's hand slide back and forth gently between her petals filled with spring tide.
Occasionally, Huangfulian would point her slender fingers...
God!
What on earth is Huangfulian doing?
How could he touch her like this, touch her there? [
How could he possibly insert his fingers deep into his body?
The sensitive flower path was tightening due to the intrusion of Huangfulian.
The feeling of being invaded by a foreign object made Jiang Nanyan's whole body tremble violently, and her body arched uncontrollably.
She was shaking uncomfortably, holding onto Huangfulian's shoulders with both hands, clasping her fingers so tightly that her nails dug deeply into his bulging muscles...
"Huangfu, Huangfulian..." Jiang Nanyan bit her lip and uttered incoherent words, "Don't be like this... um..." "Uh? What's wrong?" Huangfulian raised her eyebrows and looked at her with a burning gaze.
The woman's lower body was covered in pink, and her nectar-covered fingers did not stop. She slowly pulled them out of the flower path, imitating a sprint, and then inserted them faster.
The narrow flower path of Jiangnan Yan tightly wrapped his long fingers. The tight feeling made Huangfulian sigh softly.
Even a finger made it so difficult for her to swallow. Huangfulian couldn't imagine how ecstatic it would be when his own hardness was buried inside her body.