The air in the room was thick with heat, the lingering scent of sweat, sex, and pill fire coiling together like incense smoke.
A storm of indulgence had just passed, leaving only wreckage behind.
Wei Meilin lay completely naked, sprawled across the table like a frog thrown into boiling water, her limbs loose and trembling.
"Haaa… haaah…"
And her big chest heaved lightly as she panted, each breath making her ample breasts sway faintly, while her sensitive tips flushed pink in the air.
Her eyes were dazed and misty as she continued lying on her back on the table.
Drip…
Drip…
Between her spread, trembling legs, a thick amount of white, translucent liquid continued spilling from her entrance, as if overflowing onto the floor.
Li Feng, already dressed, smiled at the sight.
He felt quite proud to see that he was able to satisfy his woman this far.
