With a command from Li Zhishan, Sun Zhe's spear shot out like a dragon.
But he wasn't in too much of a rush. Instead, he maintained a slower rhythm, gradually sending his great dragon into the haven of tenderness. After all, there was still a layer of stockings between them, which provided some resistance. If he was too forceful, it might cause Li Zhishan pain.
"Hiss..." As the ferocious giant slowly entered the tight, wet, and warm haven, Sun Zhe couldn't help but take a sharp breath.
The slickness of the stockings combined with the warm, tender flesh created an exquisite pleasure. The sensation instantly spread through every cell in his body, making him feel ecstatic, as if he were dying and ascending to heaven. The feeling was so incredible it defied words. If he had to describe it, there was only one word—bliss!
He secretly decided he would have his stepmother and Qiaoqiao try this crotchless style later. It was both blissful and convenient.
