C485 The Secret of the Great Circle of Heaven

The rhythm of the white jade rose and fell, and as they went in and out of the room, the sound of them could be heard. Kola hugged Nightingale tightly, twisted her hips, and lay limply on the bed, twitching and sucking. When he saw that she could no longer move, he lifted her long legs and placed his hands on her shoulders, so that they rose and fell, grinding in the depths of her delicate hips