"Master... you're so amazing... I love it so much... I'm going to be fucked to death by you!"
Ren Tian'ai, sprawled on the glass, strained on tiptoe, meeting the relentless in-and-out of the Iron Pestle in her garden. At every thrust against her plump buttocks, she felt as if she were ascending to the heavens, sublime in her ecstasy. And that back door stuffed with a metal anal plug was a gift prepared for Lin Fan's future pleasure.
Her eyes hazy with desire, she voluntarily swayed her hips, syncing with every charge. The goal was to allow the deepest penetration into the flower's core. Her voluptuous Jade Rabbits were tightly pressed against the glass, enhancing her seductive allure.
"Who choreographed this dance?"
