"Ahh~ Mmh~!"
A little lamp shone light across the room, and currently, on the futon, there were three naked bodies intertwined in a loving embrace.
Fang Raon leaned over Della's tasty-looking body, his lips brushing against her soft skin as he moved his hips in a slow, rhythmic motion.
With misty gaze, Della lay under him, her heart pounding, feeling the intensity of their connection deepening with each passing moment.
Waves after waves of pleasure crashed over her, leaving her breathless and completely lost in the moment.
Raon's hard thing drilled deep inside her, and the walls of her core clenched tightly around it, like two hands holding onto something precious.
"Ahh!"
She moaned loudly, without caring about how loud she was, and she was definitely loud enough to wake up the entire place.
However.
There was a strange golden dome surrounding this room in particular—it was the Golden Silent Bunker—a special skill of Della's.
