"Mmm..."
Wu Yuling's little mouth was suddenly stuffed full, unable to say a word.
She could only look at Wu Song with muffled dissatisfaction.
Wu Song held Wu Yuling's head and began to thrust into her little mouth.
At the same time, his hand was also working inside her little gap, like a catfish, exhibiting the Kato Hand technique.
"Mmm..."
Wu Yuling immediately broke out in fragrant sweat all over her body.
Her buttocks couldn't help but contract.
A stream of sweet nectar flowed down from her little gap, covering Wu Song's hand.
Wu Song pressed one hand on Wu Yuling's small buttocks, and the other on her head, working both ends, using both hand and tool, making Wu Yuling's two small gaps overflow with juices, trembling and shivering.
"Lingling, what's going on? Why aren't you coming back?" Wang Damei's voice called from the courtyard, followed by the sound of dialing a phone.
Wu Yuling immediately started to struggle.
Wu Song had no choice but to release Wu Yuling.
