Amid a wave of delicate, tingling spasms, the shy, tender petals gently touched and wrapped themselves tightly around the blazing tip that thrust into her deepest place.
The ultimate pleasure crashed into her soft, delicate body with every wave, pounding at her innocent, virginal heart—her mind had already gone blank.
"Ah... slower... ah... ah... it's too deep... ah... big brother... softer... don't... ah... ah..."
Chen Yi's little mouth instinctively opened, letting out spellbinding, soul-stealing moans.
Lin Hao gripped her slender waist with both hands, ramming his thick shaft to the deepest spot each time before pulling out, dragging along a mix of love juices tinged with streaks of blood.
Honestly, watching his rod stained red with fresh blood, that crimson tinge, Lin Hao felt he had utterly conquered the beautiful girl before him, his thirst for domination deeply satisfied.
