Zhao Jinxi quickly focused her gaze on Liu Sanming's big treasure, then bent down to take it in.
Their lips began to cooperate, and the fragrant tongue twined around.
Liu Sanming felt the softness of her mouth and the abundance of moisture, inadvertently tilting his head back in pleasure.
He didn't intend to release again, but...
It was too blissful.
Additionally, fearing Zhao Xue might find out, Liu Sanming pressed Zhao Jinxi's head down a few minutes later, allowing the big stick to thrust deeper before his waist accelerated its movements.
Soon, a thick liquid was injected deep into Zhao Jinxi's throat.
She nearly choked and spat it out, hurriedly withdrawing Liu Sanming's big stick to gasp for air.
Yet, her eyes were already teary from the cough.
Seeing this, Liu Sanming felt awkward, "I'm sorry, Jinxi, I couldn't hold back just now..."
"Empty words, you always explain it like this, using so much force every time."
Zhao Jinxi teased tenderly.
