That's just how men are, so strenuous when it comes to their ex-wives.
Lin Hao found the thrusting even more stimulating and exciting, each time hitting her deepest petals, seeming as if he wanted to pierce through her soft cavern.
Su Muyun was pinned down hard by this damned ex-husband, the passage below being ruthlessly thrust upon, waves of pleasure surged from below straight to her head.
That thrilling sensation down to the bone made her mind go blank, her once resistant hands gradually relaxed, clinging tightly around Lin Hao's neck instead.
Su Muchen quickly closed her eyes pretending to sleep as her sister woke up, unaware that her very own sister was just on the other side of the blanket.
"Ah... ah... so good... husband... harder... a bit harder..."
Su Muyun cried out without a care.
Hearing her call him husband, Lin Hao got even more into it, his rear thrusting eagerly, every push hitting deeply against her sensitive petals.
