After a few seconds, the beauty suddenly let out a deep breath and emitted a gentle moan.
"Ah... husband... you're killing ... I'm going to die... hoo hoo hoo..."
Sister Lingling gasped heavily, her body coated in fragrant sweat, clearly having just reached a peak of pleasure.
However, Lin Hao hadn't finished yet, and that iron-hard thing showed no signs of weakening.
Lin Hao lifted the bride's long legs onto his shoulders, holding her soft, snowy breasts with both hands, and started thrusting violently again.
The bride's legs were now almost straight up at ninety degrees, allowing Lin Hao's big stick to penetrate her body more deeply.
The hot, hard Golden Cudgel struck her plump hips with each thrust, galloping through her tender flower, making her cry out again in ecstasy.
This position was very graceful, with her long legs pressed together, increasing the tight clench of the inner passage, and making the thrusts feel even better.
In and out, the white liquid was almost churned into foam, flowing down Lingling's groove, dripping onto the soft cushions of the sofa.
Due to the violent pounding, the beauty's buttocks bounced up and down, splashing water everywhere.
"Oh, oh, oh... hmm... ah, ah, ah... it feels so good... ah... I'm flying... ah..."
"Hmm... husband... I want... I want more... ah, ah... keep going... ah, ah... mm, ah..."
Sister Lingling was completely imrsed in the joy of sex, moaning passionately as she enjoyed the thrill of being filled and thrust by the mighty cudgel.
Lin Hao thrust repeatedly, the pink lips moving like big clams opening and closing, raising waves of sheen, still with translucent liquid dripping from the opening onto the sofa.
This scene was incredibly alluring and depraved, making one's blood race.
To accommodate Lin Hao's thrusts, she reached out her hands to hold both legs, making the inner passage even more snug, gripping the big stick tightly.
Feeling the intense tightness, Lin Hao increased his efforts, violently thrusting with increased power and speed, the sound of flesh hitting flesh echoing loudly.
"Ah... ah, ah... this feels amazing... mm, ah... ah... ah, ah..."
Sister Lingling's cries grew louder, rising and falling, continuous and intense,
Though this round lasted longer than the previous one, the waves of tight pleasure brought a strong feeling of excitent, almost making Lin Hao surrender.
"Oh, oh, oh... wife... I can't hold on... I want to co... ah, mm..."
"Husband... let's work together... hang in there... just a bit longer... harder... I'm almost there, ah, ah, ah..."
To reach the peak of joy with the beauty, Lin Hao held on until the end.
Finally, the Yellow River burst its banks!
Lin Hao thrust wildly a few tis, pressing deeply against her womb, and the massive, hardened hamr released surging waves of thick essence from Ma Yan's strong orgasm.
Sister Lingling felt torrents of scorching heat spraying inside her, hitting the fleshy walls, forcibly pushing her to the peak of the Gao Dynasty.
"Ah, ah, ah... so hot... mm, ah... so good... I'm dying... oh, oh, oh..."
Sister Lingling moaned loudly, her delicate body trembling, the inner passage contracting, as waves of hot nectar flowed forth.
Lin Hao continued to shoot, finally collapsing after about half a minute, rolling over onto the sofa.
After their ecstatic coupling, the couple clung to each other, drenched in sweat, breathing heavily, savoring their recent euphoric sexual crescendo.
After resting for a while, Lin Hao withdrew the now soft mber from Sister Lingling's body.
Plop...
A thick, white mixture ca oozing out.
The two smiled as they lay limp on the sofa, seemingly unwilling to do anything else.
After a long while, they finally recovered from the aftermath of the Gao Dynasty.
Lin Hao held the bride, his large hand wantonly kneading the firm, soft twin peaks, particularly focusing on the firm little peaks which changed shapes between his fingers.
"Husband, you're so naughty! Haven't you had enough just now?"
"No, I want to do it from behind this ti."
"We're so sweaty, let's rest a bit and I'll clean up first,"
"Then I'll carry you to the bath."
Lin Hao carried Sister Lingling toward the bathroom, clearly planning for another round inside.
As soon as they entered the bathroom, Sister Lingling tried to take off the wedding dress, but Lin Hao stopped her.
"Don't take it off! It's more exciting this way!"
Lin Hao pushed her against the bathtub, making her face away, raising her plump, luscious hips.
"You're so bad! Really think you're the groom, huh?"
Wearing the wedding dress, Sister Lingling placed her hands on the washstand, turning her head to look at Lin Hao, her eyes full of tender affection.
Lin Hao held her slim waist, forcing her to bend, revealing a perfect back curve and rounded, full hips.
"Today, I'm the groom, and you are the bride, aren't you?"
Lin Hao stroked the girl's full bottom through the wedding dress, his eyes burning with desire.
The round fullness felt smooth and delicate through the fabric of the dress, not diminishing the tactile sensation at all.
"Husband, you're so bad! Don't do this anymore..."
Sister Lingling felt a thrilling tingling, continuously swaying her ample hips, her enchanting eyes moist and seductive.
With a wicked smile, Lin Hao lifted the wedding dress, pulling down the lace-trimd panties, revealing the enticing red, tender entrance.
Because of the earlier play, the two pink lips were still flushed red, covered in various fluids, with a few sparse, disheveled hairs adding an extra allure.
Lin Hao directly used his fingers to part the two pink lips, continuing to delve deeper, scratching the tender flesh inside.
Lingling felt the fingers inserting into her small lips, sliding into her naughty little hole.
"Ying... mm... ah... gentler... you're so bad... don't do this anymore..."
The little sister kept twisting her hips, trying to escape Lin Hao's fingers.
"Hehehe... bride... you're so hot and warm inside... you must want it, don't you?"
Lin Hao chuckled evilly, his fingers moving more vigorously.
"Mmm... groom... I want you..."
Sister Lingling let out seductive moans.
Since the beauty had a request, Lin Hao naturally couldn't leave her unsatisfied.
He gripped his big stick, maneuvering it until it felt a bit harder, and then moved closer to rub against her entrance.
The thick mber parted the two pink lips, sliding up and down, covered in the nectar that now coated its head.
The previously semi-soft mber, stimulated by the nectar, beca harder and harder.
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