Li Meirong's body seemed to need him as much as her befuddled mind did, for she felt herself grow increasingly wet for him. A line of slick liquid trickled down her thighs while Zhu Qingyue handled her body as if she were a marionette. He had complete control, pushing her forcefully down onto his shaft until he was fully buried within her.
Zhu Qingyue released a primal hiss of satisfaction once his cock thrust inside her all the way to the hilt.
"You are so tight, so wet." He let out the words through gritted teeth.
Li Meirong writhed on top of him, whimpering helplessly.
Zhu Qingyue lifted her up until his cock was nearly fully visible once more. Li Meirong cast her gaze downwards to observe her own slick juices overflowing, coating Zhu Qingyue's throbbing manhood. The evidence of her arousal shamefully plain to see.
