Fallen Angel

"Come in... hurry, come in... there's no time..."

Fennimore sobbed.

"Yeah,"

Not only Fennimore was anxious, Elmer himself was also in a hurry, because it was almost six o'clock, and Jin Shaoli might wake up at that time.

The glans rubbed against Fennimore's labia, and listening to Fennimore's moans, Elmer's throat felt a little dry. With a strong thrust, his shaft was already inside.

"So deep... it's been a long time since I've been inside..." Fennimore trembled, continuously licking her wet lips. Without waiting for Elmer's thrusts, she began to sway her hips on her own.

"You're becoming more and more lewd,"

Elmer chuckled, standing there watching the super proactive Fennimore, while his shaft was continuously engulfed by her vagina.

"Ugh... it's too comfortable... I really can't take it... ugh... ugh..."