"Ahhhhh..."
As Sun Zhe launched a fierce attack, Li Zhishan immediately rolled her eyes back, screaming out of control.
Her delicate body shook wildly, long hair flying, her jade-like face raised with a mix of shame and resentment, glaring at Sun Zhe, while the two round fullness hanging on her chest bounced, unleashing dazzling waves of whiteness.
Amidst those white waves, a hint of red could be vaguely seen.
"You... You want to kill me, huh?"
Sun Zhe went straight to the point without a hint of foreplay, forcefully breaking in before she was ready, the dry friction causing tearing pain, making her want to kick Sun Zhe away.
But as time passed briefly, and gradually moistened by secretions, Li Zhishan began to feel the familiar tight and slippery sensation, suddenly feeling her body and soul filled, as if beauty reached deep into her soul.
"Hmm... you little bastard, you're so bad."
