Lin Hao, knowing her thoughts, unleashed himself boldly within the beauty's secret passage, his rod twitching continuously, striking against her soft flesh.
Fang Mengzhu could only grip Lin Hao's arms tightly, her small mouth slightly open as she moaned, raising her head to watch the rod inside her body, feeling it cheerfully dancing within.
Lin Hao knew that Fang Mengzhu deeply loved him, entirely unlike other women.
Therefore, he was willing to let her bear his child.
As for other women, Lin Hao would make them take the morning-after pill, to avoid them carrying his seed, which would not be fun.
Of course, many women who were with him were also for their own benefits and would not let themselves get pregnant.
Lin Hao panted heavily, drenched in sweat, as he slowly withdrew his drenched rod, causing a rush of white liquid to flow out of the tender red entrance.
Fang Mengzhu was also exhausted, lying limply on the bed, panting charmingly, almost out of breath.
