Finally.
Gu Mengsheng reached Chen Fang's lower abdomen.
She directly pulled off his underwear.
Before Chen Fang could react, she opened her mouth and swallowed the tip of the gun.
At that moment.
Even Chen Fang couldn't believe it and looked up.
How could Gu Mengsheng, who knew nothing yesterday, become so "experienced" today?
She even grasped some of the key points of skills.
Although the whole process was somewhat clumsy, it gave Chen Fang unlimited sensory stimulation.
Under such "friction," he finally couldn't hold back.
Sitting up.
He pressed Gu Mengsheng under him.
At this moment, Gu Mengsheng's face was flushed with a mix of expectation and fear, whether it was the effect of alcohol or desire.
Nevertheless.
She still spread her legs wide open and softly said to Chen Fang, "Come in."
Reason overcome by instinct.
Chen Fang finally couldn't care about much else.
He aimed the gun barrel at the target.
"It might hurt a little."
