"Really?" Liu Yiru asked in surprise, and then said: "Then let mom try your strength." Then she stretched out her hand and held his.
Holding his mother's soft little hand, Ye Fei's heartbeat accelerated again. It was not before he held her hands before, but he had never felt this way. He couldn't help but think that if he let her little hand hold his dick, he didn't know how good it would be. With this thought, the tent below was immediately tightened.
Ye Fei was startled and quickly collected his thoughts, bending his waist slightly to make his contraction less obvious. At this time, Liu Yiru also began to exert her strength, and Ye Fei also quickly exerted his strength to grip it.
He had carefully studied his situation before and knew that his strength was much greater than his mother's, so he only used 30% of his strength, which would be weaker than his mother's and would not hurt her.