บท 182: He Called To Him

Ying Yue's body was vibrating, trembling, shivering from sensitivity and pleasure. His husband continued to pulse inside him, wrought out his needs deep in his chest that no one else could. Tears slipped down his eyes as he watched how lovely his lover was.

Sweat slipping down hard chest and lean muscles. Braided hair loose and bouncing behind the silver eyed man's back as his husband continued to pound into him. Ying Yue knew he would always open the door for whatever, whenever, wherever Wang Li knocked.

"Mm, Ah Li," the blonde panted out.

"So good, my wife. Perfect, so perfect."

Wang Li groaned and leaned forward, twisting his bottom half to the side. Then, his husband moved faster, stronger, harder into him as mouth sucked his panting and breath away. Mixed saliva slipped down his lips and he shut his eyes, feeling his ass being smacked over and over by his husband's pelvis.