Zhao Yiming took out a condom from the system inventory and slid it onto his hard cock.
Since the room was dim—curtains drawn and lights off—the condom glowed faintly, shining like a damn lightsaber.
Su Meilin widened her eyes in surprise before bursting into laughter. "What is that?! Why is it glowing like that?!"
He smirked confidently, tilting his head. "It's the greatest sword that'll bring you straight to heaven."
She laughed even harder as he guided his cock to her entrance with one hand, still soaked from fingering her, her slick juices coating him like the invitation was written in gold.
The head pressed against her folds, thick and hot and throbbing with every heartbeat.
"Hnngg~ stop teasing me, Yiminghh~"
Su Meilin spread her legs wider, arms resting above her head, her flushed chest still heaving from the orgasm.
But still, he didnt put it in yet, making her impatient. "You gonna stare at it all day or put it in already?" she muttered.
