Lin Hao, after a burst of accelerated sprinting, suddenly thrust firmly against the flower core, making the young girl's delicate body arch with pleasure.
"Oh oh oh... no... I don't want it anymore... ah... I'm going to die... ah... woo... woo woo..."
Chen Yi's moans were tinged with a hint of sobbing.
Lin Hao knew that this kind of young girl couldn't be stimulated like a married woman, or she might lose her mind on the spot.
Therefore, he lifted his hip valley and slowly withdrew his large staff.
"Husband, you're so fierce! I love it!"
Chen Yi affectionately caressed Lin Hao, knowing he was cherishing her, filling her heart with a sense of joy and happiness.
Lin Hao responded to her, engaging in passionate movements once more, allowing her to feel more tenderness and affection.
"Wife, get up and kneel..."
Lin Hao held her up, turned her over, and positioned her to kneel on the sofa.
Chen Yi obediently knelt on the sofa, diligently raising her ample peach-shaped bottom.
