"Ah..."
Wang Yanni couldn't help but moan again.
The two maintained their position, and after a long time, they resumed their movements.
Wang Yanni regained her composure, staring at Wu Song with eyes full of fascination and heat.
"Wu Song, you're amazing, really great." Wang Yanni's legs clamped around Wu Song, wriggling her hips.
That honeyed spot rubbed against Wu Song's rolling pin.
Wu Song instantly took a deep breath, as the freshly erupted rolling pin seemed to stir again.
However, Wu Song didn't want to continue. If Old Zhang came back and found him fooling around with his wife, it would be a disaster.
Wu Song pulled out with a pop.
Wang Yanni gasped softly, feeling a sudden emptiness.
Her legs clamped tightly around Wu Song, not letting him leave.
"Add me on WeChat." Wang Yanni, her eyes dreamy, gazed at Wu Song and picked up her phone.
She was addicted. Whenever she wanted, she'd find Wu Song to have some fun.
So they had to exchange contact information.
