บท 144: Not Luan(R-18)

The experienced Luan made her flower move like a snake coiling around his shaft. 

Eka couldn't help but admire her Skills. He could feel pleasure incomparable to the previous woman he slept with. Her movements didn't slow down; instead, as she neared her climax, her speed kept increasing.

"I'm c*mming!" Luan moaned, arching her back and tightening her insides. The flower tried to milk Eka's rod, but he held on.

The masked Holder held her waist, and while she's letting out her juices, Eka pistons from below!

"Not again!" Luan complained as the rod hit her ends. Her eyes turned white, and her tongue went out. Saliva fell on her bouncing mounds, and juices kept spilling on their contact.

Eka felt arousal in her expression. Pulling her waist and pushing with his hips, the feelings intensified.