Jiang Wen moaned a "don't" with her lips, but her eyes were half-closed in eager anticipation, panting heavily, waiting desperately for that huge cock to penetrate her body.
Her slit was now pried open, that stretching sensation overwhelmed her, and just as he was about to enter, Qin Ying burst through the door.
Jiang Wen's body flushed with shame; she shoved Song Tian away, snatched up her pants, and dashed out bare-assed.
Qin Ying glared at Song Tian, a mix of fury and jealousy evident. He was actually screwing Jiang Wen, even though she had come first.
Song Tian was shameless, not even bothering to pull up his pants. He rushed to grab Qin Ying and quickly locked the door behind them.
Qin Ying's pretty face was livid as she demanded, "Song, what the fuck are you doing?"
Song Tian pleaded, holding her hand, "Auntie, it's all my fault. I—I just really wanna fuck you, I can't hold back anymore! That's why I..."
Seeing Song Tian's begging look, Qin Ying's heart softened.