"Mm..." Sophia bit her lip and hurriedly explained, "This is not from just now; this, this must be from yesterday, you did not clean it all out, it stayed inside, so, so it is flowing out now..."
Sophia felt guilty even as she said it, not for any other reason, but because her slutty hole itched again, sucking emptily at the void.
How excessive was this body? It had been satisfied so thoroughly yesterday, yet today it still craved so much?
Was she beyond saving?
The more Sophia tried not to leak, the more the juices flowed, and in no time, Adam's palm was slick and sticky.
The man looked at the traces on his hand and soon let out a low chuckle.
"Do not laugh..." Sophia reached out to lightly punch him, "You are not allowed to laugh."
"Okay." Adam parted her swollen petals, shallowly inserted his index finger into her entrance, and said to her, "Be good, endure it a bit; it has not recovered yet."
