The freshly cleaned big gun of Wu Song suddenly stiffened, pushing up his big shorts and directly pressing against Wu Yuling's legs.
Wu Yuling felt the hardness of his big gun and began to grind even more excitedly.
Making Wu Song so hard he was almost about to break.
Wu Song grabbed Wu Yuling's plump buttocks and started kneading them.
He kicked the door shut with one foot.
Holding Wu Yuling, he walked into the house.
It was Wu Yuling's first time entering Wu Song's house.
She used to despise the dilapidated house and furniture.
But today she found them surprisingly endearing.
She even started to like the furniture.
Wu Song carried Wu Yuling into the inner room and tossed her onto that old hard board bed.
Her snow-white legs instinctively spread open, and her skirt split apart, revealing a pair of large red panties between her legs, wrapping a bulging mound, with a few mischievous black hairs peeking through.
