"Slap, slap, slap," the sound of flesh colliding echoed in the empty space. Each time the thick, long dragon root withdrew, it brought out glistening love liquid, then plunged heavily into the depths of that hot, moist honey cave.
It was only a moment later that Zhao Ying'er began to climax, her honey juice gushing forth, soaking the place where the two were joined.
She had already surrendered, unable to withstand Xu Wendong's relentless bombardment.
This stimulation was even stronger than before; she forced herself to swallow the massive object, resulting in it nearly piercing through her flower pistil.
And streams of yang energy, along with the Dragon Phoenix Creation Technique, entered her body.
At this moment, her cultivation level began to surge.
Xu Wendong squinted his eyes, sensing that Zhao Ying'er had great potential.
