She kept attacking Guiyuan.
Sometimes it was the left side, sometimes it turned to the right side.
Leaving a series of shallow red bite marks.
Later, she buried her face between Guiyuan's two large peaches, thoroughly enjoying her smooth skin, the warm sensation.
"Finally comfortable, but why do they use that kind of prop in the video."
Ji Caixia played with the big peaches for a while.
Her attention was again drawn to the small video on the computer.
She saw the pair of man and woman take out a prop.
This was something Ji Caixia had never seen before; once opened, it undulated strangely.
"Hey, what is this thing, how is it even stranger than what Qingqing uses, like a snake."
Ji Caixia watched, her mouth dry.
Her ears so red they were about to bleed.
A little later, she saw the man using the prop, putting it inside the woman.
The scene of the woman screaming out loud.
She was instantly stunned.
"That shouting is too exaggerated, Qingqing never screamed that loud."
