The pale, pillowy bun hole, with two tiny, sweet scallop folds—adorable and succulent, deliciously juicy.
"Hehe... I like eating buns... slurp... slurp slurp..."
Lin Hao couldn't help but slurp and sample, sucking up every drop of that honeyed nectar into his mouth, swallowing it down.
"Awoo... awoo... ah... ah ah... stop sucking... I can't take it anymore... ah ah ah..."
Sister Lingling couldn't endure it at all, constantly twisting her delicate body, her mouth spilling happy moans of pleasure.
This adorable bride knelt on the sofa like that, her Peach Blossom Cave Mansion played with by another man, feeling so ashamed and helpless.
Lin Hao, thinking that such a beautiful peach hole would be tasted by another man in the future, pulled out all the stops, as if he wanted to slurp it all up in one go.
Again and again he sucked, pulling those juicy cherry lips long and taut, making the bride even more excited, even more wildly aroused.
