The humid heat and the rich scent of a mature woman instantly ignited the scorching yang energy within Chen Yang. His fierce member reared up, the bulging veins on its surface adding to its majestic power.
"Mmm... Xiao Yang... hurry..."
Xiao Huiyun's beautiful eyes were hazy. She kneaded her own round, snowy peaks, urging Chen Yang on while her hips swayed, brushing her core against his lips and nose. Feeling the wet heat slide across his mouth, Chen Yang had thought he wouldn't be able to accept this kind of intimacy.
However, the dense aroma of Yin Yuan drew him in irresistibly. He unconsciously wrapped his arms around Xiao Huiyun's hips and began to kiss the moist, hot butterfly between her legs. His tongue soon parted its wings, teasing and licking within the rosy ravine. As the sweet nectar flowed, Chen Yang was surprised to feel a peculiar sensation blooming within him.
"Ah..."
