Facing the kind of pleasure that makes one's scalp tingle, Chen Bin couldn't help but thrust a few more times.
But it wasn't long before another surge of thick, hot essence spurted out.
It all sprayed onto the inner walls of Yougu.
Zhao Xinmei had yet to come down from her climax, now faced with the baptism of essence.
Her body spasmed again, starting to twitch uncontrollably.
Her jade-like hands clutched the bedsheet tightly, as if trying to tear it apart.
Chen Bin lay entirely on Zhao Xinmei, panting continuously.
He looked somewhat exhausted.
It was unclear how much time passed before Zhao Xinmei finally came to her senses from the afterglow of her climax.
But her entire body was devoid of strength, leaving her helpless beneath Chen Bin's weight.
And although Chen Bin had once again released his essence, the dragon in Yougu still stood firm, showing no signs of softening.
