An Zhihao shuddered, her walls clamping around his shaft, her body writhing in pleasure.
"Oh, are you already at your limit?"
Lin Yue chuckled, her gaze dark with desire.
"B-Brother Qiang is too much," An Zhihao panted, her cheeks flushed, her voice trembling.
"Perhaps, but I'm not done yet."
With a low 'hup', Xu Qianghua shifted her position, lifting her slightly, his cock pressing against her sweet spot.
"A-Ahhh~"
Her breath caught, her voice rising an octave as he started pounding her harder and faster, his movements precise and merciless.
"Nngh!"
With each thrust, her walls clenched around him, her body writhing in pleasure, the sensation of being filled by his thick, hard shaft sending waves of ecstasy coursing through her veins.
"So...good," she moaned, her eyes clouded with lust.
"You're taking it so well, An'an," Xu Qianghua praised, his voice rough and ragged.