"Husband... you're going to kill me... I really can't take it anymore... This position is so embarrassing!"
Perched above Qiu Qingyi, with her legs draped over the wheelchair's armrests, Feng Xiaoxiao looked at Lin Fan with flushed cheeks and burning ears. Her "butterfly" was directly facing the gun-toting Lin Fan, and with every thrust, he reached deep into the heart of her blossom. Meanwhile, Qiu Qingyi's adept hands played with Xiao Xiao's perky breasts from behind.
"You used to fantasize about this too... even wanting Lin Fan... to do you first, then continue with me..."
Qiu Qingyi whispered into Feng Xiaoxiao's earlobe, the warm breath exacerbating Feng Xiaoxiao's tingling sensation.
"That's just... thinking... but... why are you two... so bad... Men, when they get rich… play with women... How come when women get rich… they play with women... I'll be played to death by you two!"
