Very soon, the two of them were in the bedroom.
Pink curtains, pink sheets, neatly folded quilt — everything was clean and tidy, showing that Chen Yingying was indeed a virtuous good woman.
Liu Sanming carefully placed her at the bedside, unable to suppress the desire within him anymore, grabbed her two beautiful legs over his shoulders, and gave a mischievous smile.
"Yingying, I'm about to start. Our game is divided into... four levels. I'll start at level one. If you want it stronger, let me increase the level; if you want it weaker, let me decrease the level, got it?"
"Oh, come on, bro, hurry up. I can't hold it anymore; I'm already soaking wet down there."
Chen Yingying glanced at him bashfully and said.
Liu Sanming laughed loudly, his hips thrust forward, and his huge member instantly penetrated the flower-like entrance!
Just like he imagined, it was slippery, tender, and wrapped around him so well.
Clearly, Chen Yingying indeed led a simple private life.
