Chapter 430

Yang Yang clamped her crimson lips tightly, struggling incessantly, but the strength of her struggles dwindled, and her eyes, they stayed riveted to Song Tian's enormous tool, her breath turning ragged.

The gleaming bald head of that huge apparatus rested against her lips, radiating an astonishing heat, and there was that faintly fishy scent that made her breathe hastily, greedily inhaling the manly musk, barely suppressing a moan.

"Bro, she's wet down there!" Liu Qingqing called out.

"Is that so? Let me have a look!"

As he spoke, Song Tian leaned over to Yang Yang's rear, prying apart her plump buttocks.

"Ah, ah, no, don't, there's none, I, I'm not, ah!"

Yang Yang's buttocks were spread apart, revealing the dense hair, and from between the blushing folds, juices ceaselessly flowed outward. With her cries of alarm, the fluids seemed ready to spurt forth.