Chapter 391

In one deep thrust after another, Yang Fan gradually lost himself.

The delicate body of Yang Yuan and her exceptionally tight, moist vagina gave him an intense satisfaction.

Each penetration made him immensely obsessed.

As he continued like this, Yang Yuan's mood also escalated gradually.

It started as a low moaning and soon turned into intense, overlapping cries.

But this time, she covered her mouth tightly.

The intense noise barely made it out.

If someone were standing outside now, they would likely hear nothing.

Still, Yang Fan could see the intense, blood-boiling emotions on her face.

"Ah... Ahhh... Mm... Mmmm…"

After a burst of intense flow, Yang Fan changed positions, lying down on the bed himself, and continued with Yang Yuan's delicate, supple body in his arms.

Squish, squish...

The sounds at their tightly connected parts were almost louder than Yang Yuan's muffled moans.