Watching the eager and restless Wen Wan, Chen Bin continued teasingly rubbing the dragon's head at the entrance of Yougu.
With no intention of inserting it in.
"Baby, why are you so wet? Are you this naughty even when you're singing on stage?"
"No… no, I'm not like this usually. Mmm~ I beg you, hurry up and fuck me, I'm so itchy."
As Wen Wan spoke, she licked her lips with her rosy little tongue, looking especially wanton.
"Do you want me to fuck you every day?"
As he spoke, Chen Bin slowly inserted the dragon's head into Yougu.
Though he started to move, he didn't thrust deep.
An endless feeling of emptiness surged, leaving Wen Wan in agony.
Once more, she begged with a whimper, "I do! I even dream of it! Master, please fuck me hard, I'll listen to whatever you say in the future."
With these words, Chen Bin hesitated no longer.
He thrust the iron-hard dragon fiercely into the depths of Yougu.
"Ah! Oh my god, amazing! So good!"
