Especially when Du Juan, who was enjoying herself with her eyes closed and singing sweetly, was being caressed by Jiang Yun, who wanted Du Juan to look closely at the image in the mirror.
The wonderful sensation swelled to its extreme, and every inch of Du Juan's skin in front of Sister Luan exuded a burning desire.
The fragrant sweat mixed with the intense heat of desire made Du Juan appear alluring, as if shrouded in mist, her brows filled with a wanton and seductive expression.
Her full breasts bounced and danced joyfully, especially as Sister Luan gently cupped them with her slender hand.
It seemed as if Jiang Yun's hand was lovingly caring for Bai Ji, while the other hand had already slid down to her rubbed, reddened crotch.
He was intimately caressing the giant dragon deeply embedded in Azalea, constantly playing with the two small balls beneath his genitals, his seductive and wanton manner further arousing Azalea's lust.
Du Juan groaned weakly, as if she was about to be suffocated by Jiang Yun's intense lust at any moment, yet her slender waist swayed hotly.
This made it easier for Jiang Yun to thrust in and out. Between movements, her breasts swayed, her hair was disheveled, her buds trembled, and she was covered in sweat. The charming beauty of that married woman was truly indescribable.
"Good man, faster and harder! Fuck me to death!"
The heart blossoms beautifully in this wonderful thrusting, and the cuckoo feels more and more joyful the more it is teased, while the chrysanthemum buds break through Jiang Yun's grasp time and time again.
Although her body had already gone limp and exhausted, the powerful thrusting never stopped, so beautiful that it made Dujuan ejaculate again and again.
An indescribable joy and indulgence emanated from her lips, uttering soft moans that sounded like both weeping and lamenting. These moans mingled with Jiang Yun's panting and low praise, filling the room with beautiful music.
After riding on Du Juan, a married woman, for another ten minutes or so, Jiang Yun felt that he was about to ejaculate.
He looked up and shouted, "Dujuan, get ready! I can't hold back any longer. I'm going to give birth to another little sister for Mo Ying. I'm coming out!"
He then thrust wildly with all his might, shouting, "I really can't take it anymore! I'm going to cum!... I'm going to cum!... Oh!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yun thrust his lower body upwards with force, pushing Du Juan's entire body upwards and causing her head to hit the headboard.
Because his ten fingers had deeply embedded themselves in those fleshy mounds, they were not knocked away from his grasp. Jiang Yun felt his little brother throbbing incessantly within Du Juan's plump and tender valley.
The burning sensation struck deep into her vaginal canal like an electric shock, stimulating Dujuan to the point of climax.
But at this very moment, Sister Egg switched places again, shooting the semen that had been injected into Azalea into her own body.
The beautiful cries were hidden in the pillow, and her body, limp and numb, could no longer move. The taste of the orgasm was so different from anything she had ever experienced before.
And so powerfully, the yin essence that was released surged and overflowed from the valley, causing waves to flow beneath her. Sister Luan Er's delicate body trembled violently, and she collapsed limply.
Du Juan, still half-asleep, felt a jolt, knowing that another wonderful pleasure was about to begin. Just then, Jiang Yun's low growl came to an end.
The constant switching between the two people gave Jiang Yun a unique sense of fun.
Jiang Yun suddenly lowered Du Juan's body, and the giant dragon pressed tightly against the tender and beautiful flower core, convulsing in an instant.
The fiery magma essence erupted and gushed out, mingling with the vaginal fluid released by the cuckoo.
It formed a deep, solidified mass inside their bodies, so beautiful that all three of them went limp and collapsed onto the bed, unable to move for a moment.