Luo Yimei just felt waves of electricity surging up from her secret passage below, the depths of her little hole both itching and numb, her body turning soft as an indescribable pleasure washed over her like rolling waves.
Lin Hao had made love to her countless times; the two were intimately familiar with each other's bodies, and he naturally knew just how sensitive Luo Yimei was, exactly how to touch her trigger points.
Right now, his tongue and mouth were completely enveloping her hidden entrance, the tip of his tongue mimicking that thick staff as it started to drill into her little hole.
Of course, his tongue couldn't actually get inside— it was far too short, so there was just no way it could go in.
But even just the sensation of that digging made the beautiful girl's scalp tingle with pleasure, her hips twisting and writhing uncontrollably.
