Chapter 178

Song Tian, listening to Wang Qing's trembling moans, poured some more red wine.

This time, as Wang Qing quivered, she raised her ass high; the red wine flowed down her butt crack to the front, to her beautiful slit. The crimson liquid hung on the hair, trembling as if ready to fall.

Song Tian licked from her beautiful slit all the way to her hole, then licked up the small puddle of red wine that had gathered around her waistline.

The tartness of the red wine, the juices from her slit, and the strange taste from her hole mixed together, making Song Tian's big guy feel like it was about to explode.

After finishing the wine, Wang Qing's legs went limp, and she sat down on the floor, leaning back on her hands, arching her waist as she sprayed out a torrent of orgasmic essence heavy with the scent of hormones.

"Oh my god, it's so, so satisfying, too, too thrilling, ah!"