Now it was completely different—Su Muyun was stroking it on her own, and she was doing it right in front of her sister. The stimulation and excitement were on a whole other level.
Su Muchen watched her little sister pump up and down, and she joined in, leaning over proactively to kiss Lin Hao.
Su Muyun bounced up and down, feeling that thick rod ravaging inside her, but her eyes were fixed on her sister and Lin Hao, tangled together—a kind of indescribable sensory thrill.
After all, Lin Hao had just kissed her—and swallowed her saliva—and now he was eating her own sister's saliva. That thought made her even more excited, and she pumped even harder.
Lin Hao held Su Muchen as he tasted her sweet tongue, and his legs and waist stayed stiff and strong, giving Su Muyun an upward force, transmitted directly into her body through that thick rod.
Every time, he managed to reach the deepest petals of his ex-wife, as if he was going to tear the flower apart.
