"Sis, you lost again," Wang Shanshan said with a smile.
"Hmph, I could have won this, but it's all dad's fault," Wang Qianqian said unscrupulously, shifting the blame onto Wang Yue, who was working hard behind her.
Wang Yue gave Wang Qianqian's little bottom a light pat, then pushed his penis forcefully into her young vagina, teasingly saying, "You little shrew, so heartless! Weren't you the one who asked Dad to cheer you on?"
"Who told you to be so forceful? You made me so happy that I couldn't concentrate on controlling my character," Wang Qianqian retorted defiantly.
"How about we play another round? You go fight with Shanshan, and see if I can beat her."
"Okay," Wang Yue said, eager for more fun. With some effort, he pulled his penis out of Wang Qianqian's tight vagina and said to Wang Shanshan, "Come on, Shanshan, Dad will cheer you on."
