The lad's tool was still deeply thrust into Meng Xiaoqiu's beautiful slit. Startled, it suddenly swelled and spurted out gush after gush of thick cream, and the amount was exceptionally large. The scorching cream shot into her passage, making Meng Xiaoqiu helplessly release a series of tender, erotic moans.
"Ah!"
The lad pulled out his tool, his legs went soft, and he sat down on the berth.
Meanwhile, the ticket inspector, a big and incredibly rugged-looking guy, was dumbfounded.
Meng Xiaoqiu was still arching her butt and collapsing at the waist, her plump buttocks, slender waist, and alluring back—don't even mention how beautiful.
And unlike Song Tian, who could shoot straight into the mouth of the womb, or even directly into the womb, the lad had just dumped it in the canal, and now, as it contracted, the milky cream trickled out from Meng Xiaoqiu's slit, flowing down her beautifully toned wheat-colored legs.
The scene was as dirty as you can get.