Qin Ran watched as the desire in the depths of Mo Chi's eyes grew stronger and stronger. She bit her lips and asked in a soft voice, "What are you doing?"
"Doing what I want to do." Mo Chi's domineering tone carried a hint of evilness. Qin Ran was his legitimate wife. On a dark and windy night, he could do whatever he wanted.
Then, Mo Chi savagely pulled off Qin Ran's clothes. His well-defined hands stroked her fair skin back and forth. From time to time, he would gently pinch the woman's vital parts, causing her to scream. He enjoyed it immensely.
The natural reaction from all over her body made Qin Ran ignore her shyness. She cooperated with the man's posture and became more and more proficient.
The two of them were deep and intertwined with each other.
As expected, Qin Ran's entire body was aching the next day. She held her waist with one hand and barely walked downstairs.
