"I'm coming... I'm about to come... give it to me... please give it to me..."
On the office desk, Liang Jiajia with her butt raised kept begging, as the intense thrusts brought her to the peak.
Her body convulsed uncontrollably, her forehead covered in fragrant sweat, while her mouth occasionally had to suck on Zhao Qianyue's private parts.
"You're such a slut, this time you got fucked clean, right!"
Zhao Qianyue slapped Liang Jiajia's face a few times, grabbed her head, and stuffed Lin Fan's iron pestle into her mouth, making her lick it clean before guiding the iron pestle back inside her body.
"So, are you satisfied today? You got to handle another married woman!"
Zhao Qianyue smiled at Lin Fan, feeling the pleasure of the iron pestle reaching the depths of the abyss.
"I don't recall ever saying we should handle her like this, all of this was your idea."
