"Ah..."
Wu Yuling couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
It's so alluring that it seems to draw out one's very soul.
Especially for Wu Song, at such a close distance, it felt like it resonated in his ear, blossoming in his heart.
Truly hard to resist.
The rolling pin immediately stood up, pressing against Wu Yuling's thigh, reaching her thigh root.
Wu Song's knee conveniently withdrew, using the rolling pin to press against Wu Yuling's little hole.
The little hole reflexively contracted instantly.
Almost pulling in the head of Wu Song's rolling pin, which was so pleasurable that Wu Song almost cried out, and wished he could immediately tear apart Wu Yuling's safety shorts.
They're fucking annoying.
"I'll kill you!" Wu Yuling's eyes spat fire, glaring at Wu Song, wishing she could bite him to death.
