Shen Duling lay on the back seat, starting to moan.
No longer caring about appearances.
"Just how big, just how hot?"
Liu Sanming smirked wickedly, continuing to tease her sensitive parts with the large rod, while one hand kneaded the Immortal Ascension Petal, fingertips slightly delving into the edge of the spring's eye, polishing it.
His other hand continued to knead and lightly tap her buttocks.
This teasing went on for three minutes until Shen Duling could no longer bear it, her body suddenly stiffened—
Then her thighs clamped tightly, and she let out a wanton cry, shooting straight to the peak.
Seeing this, Liu Sanming still didn't rush to enter but placed his hands together on her waist and hips amid her intense shivering.
Next, he and Shen Duling would inevitably cooperate in various ways.
If he didn't seize this woman's heart firmly now, how could he be assured of future cooperation?
