In a hotel on Coro Island, there was heavy breathing followed by a high-pitched moan inside a room.
She lied against the muscular chest and reminisced about the great pleasure of life. The lips with bright lipstick respited for a while before she finally recollected her breath.
"Am I good?" The cute-looking man grinned.
"Too good."
"Where is the thing?"
Su Fei rolled her eyes at the man and unwillingly twisted her hips.
"It's in the bag. Why are you rushing? It is not going to fly away."
The man with the perfect smile hugged her around the waist and courteously put Su Fei on the bed, and then he lifted the sheet and sat beside the bed. From the side, his body looked muscular and fit. The handsome face was even comparable to some Korean celebrities.
Of course, the most critical part was the "length", unlike most Asians.
It was the part that intoxicated Su Fei the most.
