Once Ye Fei's manhood was fully inserted into Song Xueqi's naughty pussy, she propped herself up on his chest and began to thrust her hips back and forth vigorously.
She moved up and down, swaying from side to side, causing her long hair to become disheveled and fall over her shoulders.
Some strands stuck to her cheeks with sweat, and her expression was a mix of sheer ecstasy and barely restrained itchiness, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.
This wanton display of a beautiful woman in the throes of passion made Ye Fei's manhood swell even more, pressing tightly against her tender pussy.
"Ah... it feels so good... my dear grandson... oh... ah... Grandma's naughty pussy will always be yours... ah... only for you to fuck... ah... You little rascal... Grandma loves you... ah... my grandson... my dear husband... you're amazing... your big manhood feels so good inside Grandma... ah... I want you... ah... fuck my naughty pussy every day... oh..."
