Shen Yu wasted no time indulging her adjustment. His large, calloused hand wrapped firmly into the thick tresses of Yilan's dark hair, anchoring her head with an iron grip.
With a dark chuckle vibrating in his chest, he began to pump his massive, fluid-smeared rod deep into her mouth in a heavy, unrelenting rhythm.
Gag. Shluck. Shluck.
He fucked her mouth ruthlessly, pulling back to the very edge of her lips before plunging entirely to the hilt, driving the swollen head of his shaft straight down into the deep, tight recesses of her throat.
Yilan took the punishing intrusion without a single hint of hesitation. Completely surrendered to his absolute dominance, she suppressed her natural gag reflex as best as she could, her throat muscles stretching and clamping around his thick veins.
She kept her hands locked tightly on his muscular thighs, tilting her head back to let him do absolutely whatever he wanted with her body.
