The two embraced in a bundle under the covers, kissing passionately.
As the kisses intensified, Wang Dahai parted her beautiful legs, no longer hesitating, and thrust himself inside.
"Ah~"
"Wang!"
Wu Xiaoyu held her tightly, her body curled up, her voice quivering: "I'm so happy, so happy!"
Wang Dahai buried his head in front of her chest, biting gently on her fullness, feeling the trembles of the young girl's body.
The excitement bursting from her body continuously thrilled Wang Dahai.
After more than half an hour, they finally stopped.
Wu Xiaoyu was drenched in sweet sweat, lying limp on the bed, motionless.
Her face blushed like a peach, her eyes bright as pearls, her delicate body marked by Wang Dahai's traces.
She nestled her head in Wang Dahai's arms, coyly speaking, "Wang, you're so impressive."
Wang Dahai smiled and said, "Alright, rest a bit, you should go back to sleep soon."
"I don't want to go yet."
Wu Xiaoyu pouted playfully: "I want more."
