"Come on, didn't you want to be the groom? Mmm… come on…"
Lingling whimpered, aching below as she worked herself up again, her moan a shameless call for pleasure.
Lin Hao gripped his thick shaft, lining it up with her gorgeous entrance. With a sharp thrust of his hips, the swollen head, as big as an egg, pried apart her delicate, cherry-red lips—like a ravenous snake burrowing deep inside her body.
"Hsss… so tight… no wonder you're the bride… you're tight as hell inside…"
Lin Hao gritted his teeth, hands clamped on her round ass, letting out a groan of pure delight.
That rock-hard Golden Cudgel sank into her inch by inch, stuffing Lin Hao's new bride so full she could barely breathe.
"Ah… so full… you're filling me up, I can feel you stuffing me all the way inside..."
Lingling moaned with rising bliss, tilting her head back in surrender.
"Bride, your husband's coming—hold on tight!"
Lin Hao flashed a wicked grin, pulling back before slamming in hard with his cock once more.
