บท 458: Chapter 457 Passion

After a long while.

Lips parted.

Driven by soaring lust, Lu Ya looked at Tang Feng with a seductive gaze, panting, "Good husband, the way you squeezed your wife's big...big tits felt so nice, and my pussy got filled so slowly, leaking so much juice.

Fuck me hard, I'm so uncomfortable."

In between breaths, Lu Ya twisted her plump round ass, her lower abdomen tightened, and the walls of her canal began to wriggle like crazy, the flesh of her G-spot was even more frenzied, almost devouring Tang Feng's cannon.

Tang Feng's soul was trembling from the stimulation.

He thrust his own ass back and forth, starting to pump in and out.

Without the slightest pause.

His speed grew faster, his strokes larger, and his thrusts harder.

A passionate conquest.

It made Lu Ya's delicate body swing wildly.

Tang Feng held Lu Ya's tight lower abdomen with one hand and gripped her swan-like neck from behind with the other.

His gaze fixed intently on the mirror in front of him.

In the mirror.