Chapter 172
"Me?"
Wu Song continued to bluff, deliberately growling urgently: "Almost there, just hold on a little longer."
"Ah, I, I can’t hold it!" Sophie screamed, her body shivering violently, her butt shaking like a sieve, squeezing out water around Wu Song’s big gun.
Pleasured, Wu Song kept inhaling, almost unable to hold it in any longer.
Poof!
Slap!
Wu Song continued his vigorous thrusts.
Working Sophie to the point where her white juices overflowed, her honey flowed horizontally, her butt shook in waves, unable to support on the armrest box, she collapsed directly down.
Wu Song wanted to follow her down but couldn’t, hindered by the chair, he had no choice but to pull out his big gun.
Suddenly bringing out a stream of honey and white fluids, flowing down Sophie’s little hole, staining the abalone in a muddy mess.
And that little hole, after streaming out the white honey fluid, slowly began to close up.
It was still twitching slightly.