Chapter 435

When Yang Fan started to exert more strength, Guan Ping, who had been holding back, finally couldn't restrain herself and began to cry out.

Her moans were like the calls of a little kitten, clear, melodious, and with a hint of ethereality.

Her face turned red as she clutched tightly onto Yang Fan's arm, those pure eyes staring straight at him.

Wet and sticky.

"Ah ah ah... ah... ah..."

"Xiao Guan, come, let me interview you, does it feel good being done by Fanzi?" Diwu Ming asked with wicked delight.

She seemed to have recovered her energy by now, looking very excited.

It seemed that watching Yang Fan playing with Guan Ping was even more thrilling to her than being played with herself.

"Say something, what's with all the ah-ing?" Diwu Ming grabbed a handful of Guan Ping's soft fullness and twisted the pink little bean ruthlessly.

Guan Ping's moans suddenly reached a new pitch, almost a scream.

"Ah ah... stop, stop it, no..."