Du Yaoyao finally felt the legendary G-spot squirting. One wave came after another, her vagina was spasming and squirting wildly and uncontrollably.

My mind is blank and I feel dizzy.

When she squirted, he kept fucking her slutty flesh with his fingers, making a loud splashing sound and splashing water everywhere.

"Hubby...no more..." She muttered as if in a dream.

Shen Jie stopped and frowned, puzzled by the word "husband". He leaned over and pressed on her, inserting his penis deeply into the trembling heart of her flower.

"Who is my husband?" he wondered.

Du Yaoyao regained consciousness and heard his questions. She was suddenly shocked by what she had said in the confusion just now.

Facing Shang Chenjie's deep and inquiring eyes, Du Yaoyao avoided them, hugged his neck and said perfunctorily: "It's nothing, our hometown dialect in Qingzhou means the same as husband and aunt."

"Oh?" Chen Jie straightened her face, half-smiled, "I thought you and Song Xingkai had some secret code that no one knew about."

Du Yaoyao immediately thought of the letter she had sent!

Has Shen Jie seen it?

She felt a chill down her spine and tried to remain calm. So what if he has seen it? He doesn't understand it and he refuses to admit it. Can you force him to prove that they are adulterers?

Du Yaoyao pretended to be calm, gave him a shy look, kissed his earlobe and whispered, "I'm eating your dick and having your orgasm, but you're talking to me about other men in bed..."

The implication is: it ruins the fun.

Chen Jie bit her earlobe in return, pretending to be jealous and resentful, "Who knows if you, a slut, are in Cao's camp but your heart is with Han, eating me in your hole but thinking about others in your heart."

Du Yaoyao giggled, "No, no, I'm afraid you'll fuck me to death."

"People are as cunning as holes. They love to pretend to please me." Chen Jie said angrily, half-truthfully.

Du Yaoyao squeezed him tightly, pretending to be embarrassed and annoyed and scratched his back hard, "What appearance? You didn't give me the orgasm. Can't you see that I squirted so much water?"

Chen Jie panted in her ear again, lying with his eyes open, "I can't see it," and added after a pause, "I can't see how many drops you willingly let out for me."

There was a hint of grievance in his tone.

Du Yaoyao was speechless. Sex partners are not worthy of talking about true love. When making love and reaching orgasm, people will have the illusion of loving each other. After getting out of bed and regaining consciousness, they each weigh the pros and cons for themselves.

He smelled faintly of alcohol, his cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes were dazed when he looked lazy.

Du Yaoyao twisted her hips and rubbed him, taking his hard and hot penis tighter and deeper. She kissed his face, "Chen Jie, you are drunk, do you know that?"

"Not drunk." He squeezed into the center of the flower and moved.

"Hmm...ah, so deep..." Du Yaoyao kissed his Adam's apple and shared with him, "You made me feel so good during the orgasm just now...so good that I almost died..."

Chen Jie returned the kiss and thrust deeply, "Yaoyao, you are my woman!"

Their lips and tongues intertwined, their bodies connected, she mumbled, "It's yours..."

At the moment of climax, body and mind belong to you.