"Ah..."
Amid Zhao Jiaqi's panting, a fierce battle officially commenced.
Entering that slippery abyss, Lin Fan stood beside the bed, wantonly impacting her most sensitive spot.
The dragon raised its head, it was an earth-shattering moment, waves of numbness swept through her body, Zhao Jiaqi also desperately sucked on Chen Jiayi's tender butterfly, while she took the popping candy from the bedside, placed it in her mouth, then once again bent over.
As Lin Fan's Iron Pestle withdrew from Zhao Jiaqi's abyss, it immediately entered Chen Jiayi's small mouth.
"Wow!"
Soft lips, a nimble tongue, along with the continuously popping candy, made Lin Fan, standing on the ground, feel as if he had ascended to paradise, intense pleasure compelled him to lift Zhao Jiaqi's tender feet to his mouth, sucking on toes as plump as grapes, in a chain reaction, she became more vigorous in sucking on Chen Jiayi.
