Delivery of Fate
Yang Yun said and patted her head for comfort.
“Enough, it’s time to service my lord.” Qui Ming said with a wicked smile, and her hand went to the ever-growing male rod as she massaged him under the water.
Feeling the stiffening of his member in the delicate hands of his wife, Yun moaned as her actions became more rapid in motion. Stopping Ming in mid-stroke, he rose from the water, giving her an entire view of his manhood, and with a knowing look, took it into her mouth. The bobbing of her head gave Yun the sensations he craved. Saliva leaked out of her petite mouth, making it easier for her to go down and have his head touch the back of her throat. Ming’s small hand stroked the rest of his
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