In an instant.
The tip of the gun entered a warm, moist chamber.
This immediately made Wu Song's gun head come alive, as hard as steel.
It filled Su Guizhi's mouth completely.
Su Guizhi gave an excited muffled moan, eagerly sucking and blowing, excited like a child getting their favorite candy.
Wu Song was startled.
But at this point, he wasn't unhappy.
Although Su Guizhi's oral skills weren't great, she made up for it with enthusiasm and effort.
It indeed pleased Wu Song.
After some sucking and blowing, Su Guizhi's eyes grew increasingly dreamy, and one of her hands couldn't help but reach between her legs.
Seeing how anxious she was, Wu Song stopped teasing her, pulled her up, and pressed her against the door, making her stick her butt out, revealing her muddy little slit, already moist with her own juices, which made things easier for Wu Song.
Wu Song didn't hold back, thrusting his long gun right in.
