Little Swallow soon followed in Xia Yuhe's footsteps, leaving only Jin Suo and Ziwei behind.
However, how could the two of them be a match for Jiang Yun? Jiang Yun pounced on Ziwei and pressed her down next to Xia Yuhe.
Mei murmured softly, her eyes already glazed with intoxication. She tightly embraced Jiang Yun's neck with one hand and wrapped her legs around Jiang Yun's buttocks with the other.
Clinging tightly, its lower body twisted and turned like a snake, its crevice pressing involuntarily against the erect and angry dragon head, rubbing against Jiang Yun until she felt unbearably numb and itchy.
Jiang Yun grinned mischievously. It was rare that Ziwei wouldn't fall even when he let go, so Jiang Yun freed one hand to hold the giant dragon.
Using the dragon head to tease the entrance of the Ziwei Valley passage, the spring water was already so abundant that it flowed into the scrotum. Then, using the strength of the waist to push upwards, it was already halfway inserted without any effort.
"No...please don't!"
Ziwei gasped and murmured, her mouth gently refusing, but her body had already betrayed her heart, her jade body cooperating perfectly. Then, her hands loosened and her body sank.
The long, massive dragon was instantly submerged, causing Ziwei to involuntarily let out a long groan, "Ah! So big and so deep!"
Jiang Yun supported Ziwei's beautiful buttocks and repeatedly thrust his giant dragon in and out of the slippery valley passage, experiencing indescribable pleasure from the dragon's head.
It's so captivating that you can't stop for a second, especially since Ziwei also follows the rhythm, using her ravines and valleys to greet and send you off in perfect harmony, making it impossible to stop watching.
The raging spring water had already flowed past his scrotum and started to trickle down his thighs. Jiang Yun also felt his legs getting weak and trembling slightly. He held Ziwei and thrust in and out while touching Xia Yuhe.
Ziwei guided the dragon with her hands, allowing its head to enter the secluded valley passage. Jiang Yun thrust his waist forward, easily filling the beautiful orifice once again.
The two fleshy worms embraced each other on the bed, inseparable, rolling around in a ball, feeling each other's affection and regretting that they had met too late.
As Jiang Yun thrust in and out, he looked down to admire the beautiful and moving scene of their two genitals intertwining.
Seeing his own magnificent dragon, which he was so proud of, moving in and out between the two bright and delicate petals of the crape myrtle, causing the spring water flowing out to splash and scatter in all directions.
The tender skin at the entrance of the Ziwei Valley passage is unusually long, and it is pulled back and forth as the dragon thrusts in and out, as clear as a close-up shot in a short film.
The entire valley turned bright red from the congestion, and the small petals tightly wrapped around the bulging veins of the giant dragon, making the pleasure from the friction even more acute and intense.
The delicate skin covering the pearl is pulled and rubbed repeatedly by the petals, causing it to swell and harden.
It grew to the thickness of a little finger, straight forward, almost touching the busy dragon.
Jiang Yun, caught up in the moment, simply lifted Ziwei's legs and placed them on her shoulders, allowing his dragon to penetrate even deeper and thrust more vigorously. Ziwei seemed to understand his intentions perfectly.
Place your hands on the back of your knees and pull your thighs towards your chest to make your lower body stand higher and your skin touch more intimately.
Sure enough, with each of Jiang Yun's thrusts, he pressed Ziwei's thighs down even further, like a seesaw that children play on, where one end is lowered and the other end rises.
Her buttocks moved up and down in sync with the rise and fall of Jiang Yun's lower body, their cooperation seamless.
In an instant, the bedroom was filled with a cacophony of sounds. Besides the "cracking" sounds of organs colliding, there was also the "squeaking" accompaniment of spring water, creating a three-dimensional, boundless atmosphere of spring.
Ziwei heard her lower mouth making incessant noises, while her upper cherry-like mouth naturally wouldn't remain silent, adding its own lead notes to the music:
"Ah... I'm going to lose it... I'm going to fly into the sky... Mmm..."