Hiss...
At that moment, Ye Chen sharply inhaled several breaths of cool air, nearly losing control. Fortunately, he managed to suppress that sliver of lust within him just in time. Ms. Yan was using both her mouth and hand, working extremely hard. Her black hair cascaded down.
After a long while, Ye Chen finally burst forth, and it was so sudden, so torrential, that in that bursting instant, his steel rod thrust deeply into Ms. Yan's fragrant lips. Then came a surge like a tidal wave, a stormy onslaught.