After a few seconds, the beauty suddenly let out a deep breath and emitted a gentle moan.
"Ah... husband... you're killing me... I'm going to die... hoo hoo hoo..."
Sister Lingling gasped heavily, her body coated in fragrant sweat, clearly having just reached a peak of pleasure.
However, Lin Hao hadn't finished yet, and that iron-hard thing showed no signs of weakening.
Lin Hao lifted the bride's long legs onto his shoulders, holding her soft, snowy breasts with both hands, and started thrusting violently again.
The bride's legs were now almost straight up at ninety degrees, allowing Lin Hao's big stick to penetrate her body more deeply.
The hot, hard Golden Cudgel struck her plump hips with each thrust, galloping through her tender flower, making her cry out again in ecstasy.
This position was very graceful, with her long legs pressed together, increasing the tight clench of the inner passage, and making the thrusts feel even better.
