Ye Fei also lifted his upper body, wrapped his arms around his mentor's waist from behind to prevent her from falling to the ground, and thrust his hips to vigorously pound his large manhood into her sensitive, tight, wet core.
"Ah... Good husband... Ah... Your manhood is so thick... so long... Oh... My mentor's core is almost torn by you... Ah... I'm dying of pleasure... Ah... Naughty apprentice... Oh... Fuck me to death... Ah... Thrust harder... Deeper... Just fuck me to death... Hurry... Harder... Ah... So good..."
Waves of ecstasy coursed through Zhu Yuyan's body, causing her to involuntarily twist and grind her hips. Sensing that Zhu Yuyan was nearing climax, Ye Fei held her tightly and quickened his thrusts, becoming more vigorous with each passing moment.
Zhu Yuyan clung to Ye Fei's body, her ample breasts pressing against his chest, rubbing and grinding against him.
