For a long moment, the only sounds in the room were their heavy breathing and the soft glowing of the fading golden light.
"Haa... Ha..."
Li Feng breathed heavily, still buried deep inside her.
He slowly ground his hips in lazy circles, making sure her tight, wriggling flesh coaxed out every last drop from his little brother.
Only when he was completely spent did he finally pull out.
Squelch...
A large gush of mixed fluids poured out of Lan Suyao's swollen entrance the moment he withdrew.
She let out a weak, satisfied whimper, her body still twitching.
Then Li Feng sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning back slightly.
His still half-hard, glistening little brother stood proudly, covered in their combined juices.
Without saying a word, he reached out, grabbed the back of Lan Suyao's messy hair, and pulled her head toward his groin.
