Ma Xiaorong lifted her delicate head, her breath as fragrant as an orchid as she gazed seductively at Chen Yang, her small hand itching to grasp his scalding hardness.
Ever since she had experienced the pleasure of Chen Yang's big treasure, she thought about it constantly, wishing it could fill her forever without ever leaving.
"Aunt Xiao Rong, I'm afraid not today," Chen Yang said, shaking his head. He explained to a resentful Ma Xiaorong, "Sister Xiao just called and needs me to head over right away."
"Hmm... okay..." Ma Xiaorong was quite disappointed, but she truly couldn't afford to delay Xiao Huiyun's matters.
"Once I'm done with Sister Xiao's business, I'll make it up to you properly." Chen Yang bent down and kissed Ma Xiaorong's forehead. Having experienced the beauty of Lin Jingyi's back door last night, he now wanted to try Ma Xiaorong's.
He felt that inside Ma Xiaorong's petite body, her back door must be even tighter. The experience might be even better.
