A delicate pink slit, guarded by dark shiny fuzz on either side, with petals flanking the moist celestial cave.
"What's swollen?" Lin Yingying triumphantly said to Wu Song and Han Yuxue.
Wu Song laughed, "Looks like I was a bit lenient just now!"
Han Yuxue chuckled as she rose, pressing on Wu Song's shoulder, the thick spear slowly withdrawing from her little cave with a pop, accompanied by a flood of creamy nectar dripping onto the sheets.
Lin Yingying gazed at the thick, flushed spear in fascination, sincerely praising, "Oh dear brother, this is truly sister's treasure, you've already showered your Snow sister, yet it's still so firm? No cooldown time at all?"
Wu Song guffawed, "Isn't that considered skill?"
Lin Yingying raised her thumb in amazement, then spread her long legs, demonstrating her stewardess-like flexibility, urging Wu Song to hurry over and satisfy her.
For Wu Song, this was no problem.
