Wu Song laughed, suddenly grabbing Wu Yuling's ass, thrusting wildly.
"Ah... I'm coming!"
Wu Yuling screamed, her ass clenching tightly around Wu Song's big gun, her whole body twitching.
Wu Song flipped over, pressing Wu Yuling beneath him, lifting her legs and pounding away.
"Ah..."
Wu Yuling screamed miserably, clinging tightly to Wu Song, her nails digging into his back.
It was a fiery pain, yet it couldn't hurt Wu Song in the slightest.
But Wu Song wasn't pleased.
The scratching sting.
Instinctively, he thrust even harder.
So hard that Wu Yuling's ass seemed about to split.
"Ah, I'm coming again, Wu Song, you're amazing!"
Wu Yuling climaxed again, tightly entwining Wu Song, twitching in excitement.
The tight squeeze of her little hole was intensely pleasurable for Wu Song too.
But Wu Song didn't shoot again.
He had already done so earlier.
Enough for Wu Yuling to absorb.
So now, he just kept going.
