Chapter 4493

"Quick... come in quickly... put it in quickly..." Han Hongmei finally let out the final coquettish cry. That sound and expression full of spring made Zhao Desan drool. He knelt on the bed, his upper body close to her, one hand holding one of Han Hongmei's long legs on his shoulder, and one hand grabbing his own hard big treasure that was about to explode to rub against the small meat grains that were already wet. He straightened his waist and pushed forward. In an instant, the scorching steel gun had already deeply surged into her flower bud full of nectar.

"Ah... ah... oh... don't... oh..." Accompanied by Zhao Desan's gentle rhythm, Han Hongmei let out continuous coquettish moans.

Zhao Desan, while moving, watched the thick black steel gun going in and out of the flipped flower petals. His heart was full of the joy of conquest, while Han Hongmei had already tightly closed her eyes, and even her breathing seemed to have stopped.

Zhao Desan's skilled technique made her feel that every impact was like impacting her heart, throwing her to the nine heavens, and every cell in her body seemed to be jumping along with that rhythm.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... oh... quick... oh... I'm going to die..." Han Hongmei's moans became more and more dissolute, no longer caring about her identity.

Although Zhao Desan's rhythm was not fast, every time he went back and forth, the feeling of meat squeezing meat deep in his body made her unable to control her moans. Zhao Desan changed various postures on the bed. Every time he changed one, it would make Han Hongmei scream excitedly. After three or four hundred rhythms, Zhao Desan's rhythm speed gradually accelerated, the stimulating squeezing became heavier, and the thick treasure constantly pushed into Han Hongmei's flipped flower petal hole, making her body reach the point of being unable to control, screaming dissolutely: "Ah ah... I can't take it anymore... ah... oh... so comfortable... so cool..."