Ivy Song's petite body was thrown up and down, and her delicate breasts were shaking like a piece of tender tofu. Looking at her lustful eyes and slightly open lips, Lucas Sheng was obviously mesmerized. He rolled up a few strands of her black hair with his fingertips and played with them, rolling them up and letting them go. He did not feel bored even after doing it several times.
"Yes, it's coming to Ayuan..."
Her nails, which had not been trimmed for several days, dug deeply into Lucas Sheng's chest. The stinging pain left scratches on him and made him groan and ejaculate a large amount of thick semen.
"Ah~"
Ivy Song shivered as her warm honey poured onto his p3ni$. The two liquids mixed and flowed down his thin waist and abdomen, soaking the quilt under him that had just been washed.
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