Chen Yang sensed Ma Xiaorong's palpable desire, so he delayed no longer. He thrust forward like a striking dragon, plunging directly into the lonely depths of her palace.
In that instant, a constricting, wet heat enveloped him completely, making his very soul feel as if it were floating away.
The pleasure was simply incredible.
She was tighter than his aunt, Lin Jingyi, and even tighter than the elegant Xiao Huiyun.
It was likely due to her petite frame; a small body naturally meant a smaller Honey Spring.
As he felt the folds of supple flesh wrap around and suckle his shaft, Chen Yang was filled with satisfaction. His mind, however, couldn't help but wander to his younger sister, Lin Ruixin. If Ma Xiaorong is this tight... then Ruixin, who has never even had a boyfriend... just how tight would she be? How incredible would it feel to enter her?
