Wu Dan stepped forward, hooked her arm around Zhao Ran’s neck and shoulders, and straddled him.
Zhao Ran’s cock immediately sank into her slippery labia.
Zhao Ran’s hand slipped into her bra, gripping her full, round breasts and kneading them fiercely, while her labia pressed directly against his shaft, grinding back and forth as she swayed her hips.
Zhao Ran’s shaft was rubbed wet and slick by her two fleshy lips, her juices drenching his entire thigh, his cock glistening with the continuous flow of her arousal.
Wu Dan couldn’t hold back any longer. She slightly raised her body, moved her thong to the side, and aligned herself with Zhao Ran’s hardened rod, ready to sink down.
Zhao Ran suppressed the urge beneath him and spoke up just in time, “Do you want me?”
Wu Dan nodded, licked her crimson red lips, then used her right hand to stroke Zhao Ran’s massive shaft back and forth while her left hand undid the buttons of his shirt, removing it until he was completely naked.
Zhao Ran’s 20-centimeter-long member now stood tall and rigid, veins prominently bulging. Wu Dan immediately took Zhao Ran’s shaft into her mouth, servicing him with the warm back-and-forth motion of her mouth.
Zhao Ran used his left hand to caress Wu Dan’s hair while his right hand slowly moved downward, continuing to fondle and knead Wu Dan’s breasts.
Feeling Zhao Ran’s touch, Wu Dan worked even more diligently at pleasuring him with her mouth, her body rocking rapidly back and forth, her tongue constantly rubbing against his shaft, while her hands restlessly stroked his buttocks.
As pleasure intensified, Zhao Ran’s hands involuntarily tightened their grip, and Wu Dan’s breasts continuously shifted and contorted in his grasp.
After some time of oral pleasure, Wu Dan seemed unable to endure any longer. She braced her hands against the edge of the bed, swaying her hips toward Zhao Ran.
Zhao Ran, of course, understood her intention. He stood up, pulled down Wu Dan’s sheer black thong, and her adorable secret garden was gradually revealed as he spread her legs apart.
Zhao Ran gripped his towering erection with one hand, placed the other on her shoulder, and slowly adjusted his position. Aligning with her entrance, he let his hardness rub slowly against her opening.
Zhao Ran patiently teased Wu Dan, who was already beyond restraint. “Brother… hurry… come on… hurry up and thrust that big thing inside me…”
Wu Dan panted breathlessly. Zhao Ran pulled his hips back, then thrust forward with all his might in a powerful, forceful motion.
Wu Dan’s flower was incredibly tight. Zhao Ran could only feel himself enveloped snugly, surrounded by intense warmth.
Zhao Ran paused briefly, allowing himself to adjust, then began pounding into her without restraint. This continued for what felt like dozens of minutes. Wu Dan’s moans grew louder and louder, driving Zhao Ran to work even harder, guiding her step by step toward climax.
Zhao Ran looked down at where their bodies joined. Her adorable little opening was diligently swallowing and releasing his massive member, which glistened under the coating of her juices.
Wu Dan’s hair swayed with the motion of her body. Knowing she was close, Zhao Ran thrust even more forcefully, driving deep into her core with every stroke.
By now, Wu Dan’s hair was disheveled, her eyes slightly narrowed as she matched Zhao Ran’s rhythm. Her hands still braced against the bed, the slip nightdress she wore had long slipped down. Her legs spread wide, continuously dripping with nectar. Her small patch of black forest was thoroughly soaked, the hair almost entirely damp and sticky.
And Zhao Ran’s massive member, in that intimate space, remained fiercely erect, tirelessly cultivating that delicate garden.