Sun Taoxiang cast a dazed glance at Wu Song, slightly opened her mouth, allowing Wu Song's spearhead to go in, and began to gently suck.
Wu Song leisurely lay back, slowly moving his lower back, letting the big spear move in and out of Sun Taoxiang's mouth, neither hastily nor deeply.
Making sure it was something Sun Taoxiang could handle, without having it too deep for her to bear.
Sun Taoxiang slowly adjusted her position, finding a comfortable posture to eat.
Wu Song lay back comfortably, enjoying Sun Taoxiang's service.
Just now, Sun Taoxiang was lying still, allowing Wu Song's fierce assault, making her body sore and limp. Now, thanks to Wu Song's Yang Essence, she regained her strength and started eagerly devouring the big spear, working hard at it.
Wu Song stroked Sun Taoxiang's lovely hair and fondled her large breasts, playing them into various shapes.
Sun Taoxiang began to breathe heavily.
Her gaze on Wu Song was also increasingly dreamy.
