Song Tian stopped moving.
Li Na glanced at her phone and said, "It's Xiaojie calling, I'll answer it!"
As she spoke, Li Na turned on the speaker, and Lu Xiaojie's voice came through.
"Na, why haven't you guys arrived yet?"
Song Tian, listening to Lu Xiaojie's soft and glutinous voice, couldn't help but think of that day when he thrust deep into her tight little flower from behind, and couldn't resist a forceful push.
The well-lubricated head of his member instantly pushed Li Na's delicate little flower to its limit, the edges thin, on the verge of tearing at any moment.
The thin and tight edges of her little flower, upon receiving the thickest part of his head, suddenly contracted, gripping tightly around the base, offering the overstretched little flower some relief.
"Ah, Jesus, it hurts so much!" Li Na couldn't help but thrash her legs and cried out in pain.
On the phone, Lu Xiaojie exclaimed in surprise, "Are you two doing it right now?"