Song Tian's kiss was faintly lewd, the juicy wetness flooding his mouth, stirring his manhood into swelling even larger in an instant.
An Qing's eyes widened in shock, her body tensing, then contracting.
"Ah, ah, faster, faster."
Song Tian immediately quickened his pace, despite An Qing's slit being fully slick with its own lubrication.
But Song Tian's manhood filled her tunnel completely, fast thrusting in and out, turned the tender flesh inside her out a bit.
"Ah, ah, I, I, ah, move away, ah!"
An Qing suddenly screamed, her body shaking violently as Song Tian's manhood slipped out of the slick fold, barely moving aside in time.
An Qing's slit clenched tightly, closing inward fiercely, tight as a virgin's.
Immediately after, the slit opened suddenly, the tender flesh rolling outward, first spraying several jets of pale milky essence against the opposite wall, creating a sticky pattern.