Wu Song burst out laughing and, with his hard rod leading the way, lunged onto Han Yuxue's body.
Pale as jade, Han Yuxue's seductive figure was tinted with a rosy flush of excitement, a slight sheen of fragrant sweat glistening on her skin, the delicate scent of womanhood quietly wafting up to drive anyone mad with desire.
Wu Song grabbed Han Yuxue's snowy white thighs, gently spreading them apart, revealing the luscious treasure nestled between her long legs, now completely exposed before his eyes.
Plump and pink, like a freshly steamed white bun just out of the pot, glazed in a hint of rosy blush, a deep and sexy crease at center—a mystical Immortal's Cave, mysterious and enchanting, overflowing with streams of sweet nectar, enough to make any man delirious with lust.
Wu Song's heart blazed, his rod instantly swelling red and hard, the excited tip already weeping love's syrup, merging with her nectar, coating his swollen, crimson head in their shared juices,
