"Senior Mo... are you awake? May I come in?"
The voice was soft, gentle, and carried a clear undercurrent of nervous hesitation.
The moment the words registered, Shuying's entire body violently flinched.
The raw panic that spiked through her veins caused her internal walls to clamp down with a sudden, suffocating, and desperate tightness around his length.
Her breath caught completely in her throat, her glazed eyes wide with terror as she froze on her hands and knees.
The voice on the other side of the door belonged to her own daughter, Cao Wanru.
Sensing the frantic, hyper-sensitive tightening of her pussy, Shen Yu's golden pupils flared with a dark, deeply amused brilliance.
A sharp, wicked smirk curled his lips as he deliberately drove his hips forward, burying himself to the absolute hilt and holding her pinned beneath him, refusing to let her move.
