Under the constant teasing of the tongue, a continuous flow of liquid streamed from the dragon's eye.
Chen Bin could no longer resist the desire in his heart and thrust his hips towards Zhao Xinmei's peach-shaped buttocks.
The latter cooperatively raised a jade-like leg to make it easier for the mighty dragon to enter her body.
However, at this moment, Chen Bin was actually not that eager.
He held the mighty dragon in his hand, gently gliding it over Zhao Xinmei's Yougu.
Zhao Xinmei only felt an unbearable itchiness and actively twisted her peach-shaped buttocks to meet it.
The strong heat attacked, making Chen Bin sweat profusely.
At this time, Zhao Xinmei proactively grabbed his hands and placed them directly on her ample peaks.
With some thirst, she urged: "Quick, touch me! Fuck me hard... Mmm~ Fuck me to death!"
While Chen Bin rubbed hard, his waist gently thrust forward.
With a sound of "puchi," the mighty dragon slid directly into the wet Yougu.
