In an instant, Yue Yinglan's delicate body tightened completely!
It was as if a bowstring was being pulled taut with all its force!
She felt like countless tiny, crawling insects had appeared below, and as Liu Sanming gently licked her, his touch reached deep into her intimate recesses.
He unwrapped tastes and sensations she had never experienced before.
Tingling numbness, electricity coursing, an unbearable itch, an aching emptiness…
She instinctively wanted to clamp her legs shut, but Liu Sanming's solid body blocked her.
Liu Sanming lay directly between her legs, one hand softly kneading and pressing the tender nub atop her Peach Blossom Spring.
The little nub, locked away like a fountain of joy, exploded under Liu Sanming's persistent touch. A flood of indescribable ecstasy and comfort surged straight into the depths of her very soul!
Yue Yinglan's hips twisted briefly, her mind spiraling into an overwhelmed, euphoric haze that rendered her thoughts still.
