Chapter 141

"The pleasure would be mine, Wan Fei." Clark did not disappoint and daggered his hips upwards.

There was no resistance whatsoever but the extreme tightness of Wan Fei's hot cauldron was unbelievable!

Our bored gamer's hard soldier pushed on to every delicious inch until it finally reached the end of the tunnel which beckoned a whole nother series of triumphant screams from one soul.

"Ohhh... YESSS!" The Queen of Haran could believe how she felt at this moment.

And words could only fail to describe how this old experienced beauty at making love could bless her with fresh sensations that she never thought possible from before.

Thus, as her rational mind has totally been clouded by lust and desire, Wan Fei has only expressed her emotions through the utter exclamations of her moans and cries of passion.

"Clark, Clark, oh Clark... love me more." This was Wan Fei's endless mantras as she received that much needed attention in her nether regions.