That Was Just the Tip

"Are you ready?" Su Yang asked Feng Tianwei as he and his majestic dragon stood before her.

Feng Tianwei swallowed nervously before nodding her head slowly.

Su Yang then got onto the mattress and positioned himself right between her slender legs.

Once he was comfortable, Su Yang began rubbing his hot rod between her slit that was drooling with Yin Qi.

A moment later, once his rod was soaking wet with her Yin Qi, Su Yang inserted the tip of his dragon head into Feng Tianwei's cave.

"Aaah!"

Feng Tianwei's body suddenly began trembling, and her lower body gushed with Yin Qi.

"Hmm? You came already? That was just the tip." Su Yang said with a smile on his face.

He then started slowly drilling deeper inside her cave with his divine rod.

The deeper Su Yang's rod reached, the more Feng Tianwei's body released Yin Qi.