Lu Lian felt her face turn red and hot.
This act of personally cleaning for a man, she had only done it for Lin Haoyuan when she was young.
That was how she captured Lin Haoyuan's heart.
But comparing Lin Haoyuan's tool to Liu Sanming's, it fell far short...
Liu Sanming's was really too big, almost half again the size of Lin Haoyuan's.
Even among Westerners, Lu Lian felt Liu Sanming was top-tier.
And under her lips' wrapping and sucking, Liu Sanming's rod, which had already calmed down a bit, became hard again.
The firmness and heat quickly became addictive for Lu Lian, and she got wet again below...
Faced with such a top-notch instrument, what woman wouldn't be enamored?
"Sanming, I... I want more..."
Lu Lian, while playing with her mouth, looked up at Liu Sanming.
Her eyes were filled with a maddening desire.
Liu Sanming knew that with her mouth in position, it was bound to spark into fire again.
