Looking at the large butt in front of him, Wu Song's heart immediately ignited with passion, and he grabbed it with excitement, both hands moving back and forth.
With a gentle part, the plump abalone in the crack split open, pink and delicate, veiled by dense black hair, appearing even more sensual and mysterious.
Threads of nectar were seeping from the peach source in the crack, moistening the grooves and that pink bud, glistening...
Wu Song's big gun was immediately excited, too, releasing a drop of nectar, eagerly pressing against the entrance of that peach source.
A few rubs, and the gun's tip was wet, aiming at that peach source and drilling inside.
"Oh, it's really big!" Qin Qingxia felt the strong sense of fullness, couldn't help but exclaim excitedly, her buttocks instinctively relaxed and opened, causing even her chrysanthemum to twitch.
Wu Song gripped Qin Qingxia's plump buttocks, letting her sit down bit by bit.
