Su Fan spread his arms and let Wu Miao strip him of his clothes, one piece at a time.
Soon, Su Fan was just as naked as Wu Miao, both completely exposed to each other.
And beneath Su Fan, his manhood stood tall like a diamond drill.
Wu Miao wrapped her hand around it and gave it a few strokes, her eyes immediately shining with lust.
"My goodness, it's so hard, I, I'm almost scared."
At this moment, Su Fan was also burning with desire.
As Wu Miao commanded, she immediately knelt on the smooth floor.
Su Fan grabbed Wu Miao's hair and pulled her towards him
The next moment, the furious dragon was enveloped by the cave.
With Wu Miao's service, Su Fan kept drawing in sharp breaths.
But the technique of Wu Miao, an experienced woman, was far superior to that of a young girl like Sun Rui, not to mention Wang Fei was nowhere close, she was simply unbeatable.
Listening to the sounds of Su Fan's sharp intakes of breath, Wu Miao was exhilarated to the extreme, feeling validated in her work.
She wanted to claim Su Fan and become his long-term lover; she had to showcase her advantages, otherwise how could she compete with those younger women?
And her biggest asset was her ability to serve a man.
Her skilled tongue tirelessly explored, not missing a single centimeter of Su Fan's erogenous zone, even taking his balls into her mouth.
The immense stimulation nearly drove Su Fan mad.
He found it difficult to keep standing.
This Wu Miao was truly a siren.
So they moved their battlefield from beside the shoe cabinet to the sofa.
Su Fan sat down on the sofa, and Wu Miao retrieved a bottle of Sprite from the refrigerator.
"Sweetheart, this Sprite isn't just for drinking, it has another wonderful use."
Saying this, Wu Miao quickly pulled a cushion as a pad, placed it on the floor, took a small sip of Sprite, and then knelt in front of the sofa.
With her mouthful of chilled Sprite, when the beast was ensnared, Su Fan immediately felt an enormous thrill.
The icy Sprite, the moist, warm mouth.
An exquisite combination, causing Su Fan to uncontrollably cry out.
His cry spurred Wu Miao on to work even harder.
The next moment, Wu Miao's little tongue unexpectedly moved down from Su Fan's groin to his rear.
At first a light lick, then as if trying to burrow inside.
Su Fan's eyes burst open, he was going insane.
Instinctively, his hands grabbed the back of the sofa, his legs lifted high, resting on Wu Miao's shoulders, giving her the perfect angle to work from as she pleased.
Throughout, he moaned continuously.
This was when Su Fan truly understood what a real woman was.
Wu Miao was indeed a treasured, experienced woman.
This level of pleasure, until now, no other woman had ever given him.
This time, it took only five minutes for Su Fan, who could usually last at least forty to fifty minutes, to release.
A thick stream sprayed across Wu Miao's face
The next moment, Su Fan took a deep breath and lay down.
"How was it, satisfied?"
Kneeling on the ground, Wu Miao picked up the tissue from the coffee table and gently wiped her face, her gaze full of pride while looking at Su Fan.
"Not bad, no wonder Zhang Haitao fell for you," Su Fan teased.
"Get lost," Wu Miao gave Su Fan a disdainful look.
"Why do you bring up something so inappropriate? That old buffoon is a waste, how could he be lucky enough to enjoy such treatment? Besides, I cut ties with him after that night."
"Enough of that, I've had my share of pleasure, now it's my turn."
As she spoke, Wu Miao was about to mount Su Fan's legs, letting the raging dragon penetrate her depths.
With the friction against the moist entrance, the dragon once again stood proud and tall.
Such friction also made Wu Miao's complexion flush, her excitement immeasurable.
"I want it, I want it."
Wu Miao panted, ready to sit down hard.