The rhythm of his thrusts remained steady and unyielding, driving deep into Lixue's tight, slick depth.
While his hips maintained that heavy, punishing pace, Shen Yu kept Yilan pinned against his side, his large hand cupping her huge, soft breast, his thumb rolling over her sensitive peak to draw out long, shuddering sighs against his lips.
Lixue whimpered beneath him, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist to draw him in as deep as possible.
Her nails dragged lightly along his abs, her entire body trembling under the intoxicating friction of his shaft stretching her inner walls.
After a long, breathless minute of sharing his lips, Shen Yu slowly pulled back from Yilan.
A thin line of saliva broke between them as Yilan looked at him with glazed, desire-heavy eyes, her chest heaving rapidly.
Yilan shifted her mature, supple body behind them.
