"Ah, ah~"
"Faster, a bit quicker, I'm about to come, ah!"
In the hotel room, Lin Wanqiu clamped his waist, wrapped her arms around his neck. As Song Guanchao thrust into her again and again, the panties hanging on her ankles rippled along.
She felt as if she was soaring into the clouds, that fully filled sense of satisfaction was indescribable by any words.
"Ah~"
Her moans grew louder and louder, until she suddenly hugged Song Guanchao tightly, her entire body trembling rapidly.
Song Guanchao turned around, stepped forward a few steps and pinned her against the wall. His muscular arms tightly held her waist like a fierce tiger rocking on her.
Suddenly, he felt a strong numbing sensation attack his lower back. He let out a few low growls and held her body tightly in his arms, as if to merge her into his own flesh.
After a dozen seconds, their breathing gradually stabilized, and their tense bodies began to relax.
