With a sweet and seductive look, Lin Ruixin knelt before Chen Yang and unfastened his trousers.
"Ooh, Brother Xiao Yang, this is truly a treasure." Staring at the dragon head rapidly engorging before her, Lin Ruixin's face turned crimson. She reached out and grasped it, personally feeling it transform from scorching hot to rigidly hard.
The uncontainable size and shape of it left her enthralled, completely unable to resist.
At first, she had been worried that his massive size would tear her delicate flesh. But after experiencing its delights, Lin Ruixin discovered that not only had she remained intact, but she had also come to fully appreciate the wondrous pleasure he could bring her.
"Since it's such a treasure, you should hurry and dote on it." Chen Yang closed the door and casually placed his things on a nearby table. He gazed down at Lin Ruixin's sweet face, rubbing her head gently as he reminded her.
