That night.
Momo was very intense.
Not only did she change positions and locations, but her movements were also large, and she was screaming loudly.
It seemed like it wasn't a collision of love, but rather a way to vent.
For a moment, Chen Fang even felt that Momo wanted to exhaust him completely.
Even so.
He still gave his all to handle it.
By the time dawn began to break.
The bedsheets in the bedroom were in complete disarray.
There were red bite marks and scratches on his body.
Momo wasn't in a much better state.
She had no energy left at all, lying there breathlessly like a corpse.
Saliva unconsciously dripped from her mouth.
Below, between her legs, that piece of repeatedly tormented land was swollen like a bun at this point.
"Are you okay?"
After resting for a long time.
Chen Fang stood up and asked.
Momo didn't answer.
Instead, she propped herself up with her arms and sat up.
Chen Fang tried to help her, but she pushed him away.
