"Ah... so good... uh... big brother... I'm okay now... go harder..."
Tingting let out cries of pleasure, clearly unsatisfied with the short distance thrusting.
Now, her secret path was itching intensely, the bath flames continuously burning, wishing the man behind her would pound her hard.
Because she wanted to fully feel that big rod's ability to bring her to a climax, to see if it could send her to the peak of pleasure.
As a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, she always psychologically sought that peak of physical pleasure, that ultimate ecstasy.
"Mm... ah... so good... awoo..."
The seductive moans intermittently escaped from Tingting's rosy lips.
Lin Hao vigorously thrust, the rod moving in and out more quickly and forcefully than before.
They say friction creates fire!
The walls of the little beauty's secret path were being severely rubbed by the big rod, as if they were on fire, constantly contracting and squeezing, bringing her such comfort and extreme pleasure.
