One Last Step 2

Shen Xu had never felt so incredible.

His body was tingling, and he felt an unbearable itch at his core.

To relieve the itch, he wriggled around, forcing Zhen Yuan's finger to sink deeper into his body.

Zhen Yuan groaned and urgently added another finger.

Feeling the additional width, Shen Xu groaned, but this did not relieve his itch. Rather, he felt emptier and more desperate.

"Ayuan…" He called in a pleading voice.

However, Zhen Yuan didn't rush and just raised his head to kiss the person.

As their tongues tangled, Zhen Yuan did not neglect the tight passage.

His fingers moved up and down, rotated around and gently caressed the walls.

While doing this, he touched a small protruding knob, and Shen Xu screamed, unconsciously arching his trembling body.

"It feels so good." He muttered and desperately bit his lover's lip.