Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger!
The seductive and beautiful married woman, all her last reservations utterly abandoned, posed and writhed with uninhibited allure, embodying the very essence of Ying Dang—wanton, tempting all living beings to lust after her.
Lin Hao stared at the sultriness seeping from every bone in her body, her wanton beauty on full display—it stoked the blaze of desire in his belly, made it impossible to restrain that thick, swelling beast between his legs.
As Li Jingyi rubbed herself up and down, that beast aimed squarely at the Fairy Cave whose gates now yawned wide—like a python, in a flash, it plunged deep inside her.
Ah, nothing compares to the secret passage of this beautiful lady—so much warmer, so much wetter!
Lin Hao shuddered from the overwhelming pleasure, bucking his hips upward—his thick rod driving all the way in, slamming against her deepest blossom, launching the beauty sky-high in an electric jolt.
