"Xiaochen, don't waste time, I'll give you a massage."
Ling Manyue let out a soft hum, her delicate body leaned against him, gently tugging down the fabric from her chest, revealing those two soft mounds, and slowly rubbing the blossoming red cherry against his chest.
Turns out this is the kind of massage!
Yang Cheng's breathing became more rapid, his body's reaction more intense, as he held Liu Wen's head and began to thrust swiftly.
"Mmmm..."
Liu Wen made painful whimpering sounds, her rosy lips unable to endure his fierce assault.
Just then, a cell phone ringtone suddenly sounded, startling the three of them, making them all shiver.
"Continue! Don't stop."
Yang Cheng touched Liu Wen's little face, urging her on.
Liu Wen was stunned for just a moment, then vigorously resumed sucking, her lips numb at this point, yet he was still so excited, showing no signs of releasing.
