บท 441: Chapter 440: Old Master Han's Phone Call

"Ah... Tang Feng... Aunt Qing is so happy... let Old Han go to hell... at this moment... Aunt Qing is your woman... good husband... go faster... Little Qing feels so good... Little Qing wants even more..."

After the initial pain, the tight heat of her anus gradually consumed her.

Tang Feng's hands, one fondling Aunt Qing's large breasts, the other pressing on that sensitive little thing at her honeypot.

Waves of pleasure mixed with a smidge of pain and the feeling of being stretched too far, interweaved in Aunt Qing's mind.

There was also the sweet delight of being treated gently by Tang Feng in her heart.

This sweetness was something Old Han had never given her.

In Old Han's eyes, she had been nothing but an object of play from start to finish.

Amidst the pleasurable moans.

Tang Feng gradually increased his pace.

Time passed.

The speed kept increasing.

The fierce assault came as expected.

Every time, the crimson gun barrel bombarded the enemy's critical point.