The pounding continues as he syncs the thrusts with his strokes, the sound of skin slapping against skin fills the bedroom. He clutches his hips tightly as he encourages to ride him on his length as he drove his cock into his body, filling him over and over with his seed.

His screams of pleasure is cute as the orgasm crashes through them. "I always wanted Wei Ying to feel good." He murmured, seeing Wei Ying drowning in his tender, quiet passion, giving him more and more.