Chapter 89

Tao Ruan didn’t want to, Tao Ruan really didn’t want to.

Using your vagina to make juice for a man sounds shameful, but Gu Zhizhou has already started doing it.

The fresh, tender strawberries were slowly crushed by the long, hard cock, and the squeezed juice was blocked by the thick, fleshy rod, remaining only in the vagina.

“Hmm…”

That’s so strange.

The feeling of having fruit stuffed underneath her and then mashed up filled Tao Ruan with an unprecedented sense of shame. She buried her face in Gu Zhizhou’s neck, her fingers digging into his back, and sobbed softly,…